A checkup, strep throat and a few other randoms

These three are buddies already.  Greyson can't wait to get up and move with them...and I think they are just as excited for that stage too.  I on the other hand am not ready for any of that just yet because I need to invest in a pair of good solid running shoes first.  I'm taking recommendations now!

This is how we kept the boys entertained while we tried to finish up hanging things around the house recently!  They just want to do what Daddy's doing with Daddy's tools. Luckily for now their play tools do the trick ;)  The goggles are a nice touch!

Owen went to the doctor for his five year checkup a few Mondays back. He was 45 and a 1/2 inches tall and weighed 47 pounds.  He had to get a blood stick and two 5-year vaccinations.  He was a trooper and other than working on his VERY limited diet issues, he's a healthy little guy.  We celebrated with a stop for cookies after the visit and this Momma enjoyed one-on-one time with her oldest little guy more than he'll ever know!

Unfortunately, that very same night he came down with a case of strep that should go down in the record books. Who knows where it came from...but I think coupled with shots that gave him a bit of a fever and the aches, it was a double whamy.  He started throwing up at 11pm that night and for the next 2 days threw up about 7 more times.  Only after he complained of ear pain did I get him to the doctor thinking it was another ear infection and maybe a stomach bug.  Thankfully our office got him in super fast, it was a quick fix and we were on the road to recovery within less than 12 hours.  I've never been so glad to have him ask me for a cup of chocolate milk and crackers in my life! 

Once we got him sleeping again, Jeremy and I settled in for our first solid night of sleep in about a week...only to be woken up by a distinctly electrical burning smell.  I darted out of bed and began investigating.  I woke Jer and remember telling him that I thought the house was on fire because the smell was strong and awful.  We searched the house top to bottom and the boys rooms were fine, basement, garage, no smoke...just that smell. Panic began to set in that it was for sure a wall fire. On my way to grab my cell phone to call the fire department and begin gathering up the kids I happened to pass our dishwasher and for whatever reason noticed our lights on the front panel weren't on...but it was running. Not normal. After nearly burning my finger off trying to hit the cancel button I quickly realized that the dishwasher was causing the awful smell.  The front panel had shorted.  We had to kill the circuit to the dishwasher and this is what it looked like:

We are so lucky I smelled it and we caught it.  The what-if's that could have been make my stomach turn in knots.  Thank you God for sending down an angel to tap my shoulder.  I swear I woke up just in time and I instantly knew something wasn't right.  I have no doubt that was Your way of keeping us safe.  Our new dishwasher took a day to install, but thanks to Uncle Jonnie and Daddy...our kitchen is back in normal working order.  Talk about being thankful....this girl sure is right here!  And nothing like a little dish washing by hand to appreciate modern conveniences!

This adorable little face just makes me happy.  That is all!

Coop is on the road to potty training...I think he's going ot pick it up quick, but in the mean time...diaper and pull up changes are somewhat interesting sometimes!  One such change there was a bit of thrashing around...not even a lot mind you.  And I am still baffled at what exactly happened...but he scrapped his nose open.  We're talking a pinhole-sized spot.  And it bled.  A LOT.  So much so a bandaid was required to stop the bleeding.  If there was diaper-change thrashing, imagine what this looked like...mayhem.

He is so good with his baby brother...and not grabbing his hands and singing right in his face was hard for him while he was sick!  Here he is post strep contagion....happy to be back in close proximity to Mr Grey again.