The fog is lifting

We're finally starting to come out of the sickness fog in the Licameli house. Today everyone woke up a little less gurgly and a little more like themselves. The worst of the three is Chuck. Amazing how this "virus" has taken down the parent here - the one who should have the best immune system? Hmmmm. I don't wish this crud on anyone! Be that as it may, it's run it's course and it's time for it to leave the premises. We're done! Sadly, it hit one of my other playgroup Moms and her twins. I feel just awful about it - especially since we still don't really have any idea where the kids picked this up. I swear, I have been so careful about taking the kids any place for so many months. They have only gone to the grocery store MAYBE twice in their entire lives; and only a few playdates in their entire lives. And somehow, we came up with it. Oh well. Just goes to show you that you can't protect them forever right? It's a good thing really - now that they are getting better I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and say that. Next time around, it won't be as severe - hooray.

I just dragged the kids up to BRU tonight to get yet another baby gate. We're locked down now. JD is such a piece of work. He's got the hang of this crawling, scooting, standing gig and he just doesn't stop. I love it! Watching him is so intriguing to me. And Cole is starting to finally move a bit too - he was just as content sitting on the floor hanging out without making much of an effort to go anywhere. Afterall, JD would always come over and give him a poke or a friendly eye gouge now and then. Why move, right? When he sees JD coming toward him he starts screaming - like the worried kind of scream. It's a riot. He knows that he's going to maul him in some way so that is his way of preparing himself, JD and us that there is trouble coming...and low and behold, JD gives him a friendly love tap and all hell breaks loose. AT THIS EARLY AGE! Amazing...I see a hell of a tormenting future ahead between these two. Yet when I walk out of the room and they are playing, they erupt into laughter together and coo and touch each other. It's really cool to hear and see. Almost like they don't want us to know that really, they are friends.

The boys and I are solo this weekend - Daddy is headed out for a guys weekend. I'm hoping that we're all well by then so that we can do some fun things outdoors. I'm stir crazy having been inside for many days. I'm sure they would benefit from some sunshine and fresh air as well.

Two weeks from today is the big birthday day. It gives me butterfly's thinking about it really. We're celebrating next weekend since their real birthday falls on a weekday. I am so excited for their birthday - and a bit sad as well as we're one man down, missing Calvin. But we will celebrate his short little life that day too ~ and I know he'll be with us in spirit. It's just amazing to me that this time last year I was bed ridden, full of red spots, big, fat & pregnant, missing home and waiting as patiently as possible for our little guys to make their appearance...