Happy Birthday to You!

Happy Birthday to You!

by Dr. Seuss

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If we didn't have birthdays, you wouldn't be you.
If you'd never been born, well then what would you do?
If you'd never been born, well then what would you be?

You might be a fish! Or a toad in a tree!
You might be a doorknob! Or three baked potatoes!
You might be a bag full of hard green tomatoes.

Or worse than all that... Why, you might be a WASN'T!
A Wasn't has no fun at all. No, he doesn't.
A Wasn't just isn't. He just isn't present.
But you... You ARE YOU! And, now isn't that pleasant!

Shout loud at the top of your voice, "I AM I!
ME!
I am I!
And I may not know why
But I know that I like it.
Three cheers! I AM I!

We've been into Dr. Seuss lately, and this one seemed quite appropriate!

Happy Birthday, Evan! We love you!

Darren's saga continues...

I thought the younger child copies the older one, not the other way around!!

So Saturday I took Darren back to the clinic, because his fever wasn't going down, and he was breathing rather heavily. They sent us over to the hospital for chest x-rays, where they had to clamp the poor little guy into this plastic tube-type thing. We took the x-rays back to the clinic (waited again) where he diagnosed him with pneumonia in both lungs. So then we headed off to the pharmacy again (I think they're getting to know me there!). Unfortunately the computer was down and they had to send us to another one....Darren was so tired, he was falling asleep in the cart, leaning into my hand. I also got some antibiotics for my ear which wasn't improving either. As of yesterday, Darren still had high fevers and no appetite. The saddest thing was that he wasn't fighting or fussing at all... he was too sick. Today the fever is down, thankfully. The appetite still isn't back, but he's looking much better and he has his personality back!

Like I said, I'm sick of doctors!!!

Evan's Adventure...?

Not to be outdone by his little brother, Evan has been sick all week too. I finally took him to the doctor (getting a little sick of that!!) and we have three diagnoses: Croup, which should clear up on its own; a virus, which is causing that cough; and a bacterial infection, which has been causing the high fevers. While I was at it, I had the doctor look at my ear, which was infected (hasn't happened in 20 years!!).

Darren is doing well, and Eric seems to be okay for now... *fingers crossed* !!

NADINE!!!

Happy Birthday Nadine!!

Pictures

A visit to the farm

Not 5 minutes after arriving, Evan and Darren were already sitting on the "lawnmower - tractor." Evan kept looking around the barn, saying "I like your house!"

Both boys were a bit under the weather, and spent a lot of time sitting on laps.

Darren's adventure

So poor Darren has had a rough couple of days. He had been quite irritable and fussy for several days and it was getting worse and worse. Monday he began couging and had a fever and was throwing up. Eric was working evenings, of course, so I had to wait until Aurora was picked up, then dropped Evan at some friends and went to the walk-in clinic. Fortuntately there wasn't much of a wait. As soon as the doctor took a look at his chest and breathing, he told us to take him over to emergency - he was in Respiratory Distress. So we headed over, and when you have an infant who isn't breathing so well, you get to bypass the waiting room!! They took him in right away, and administered some drugs to open his airways. His fever kept going up, so they gave him tylenol and advil for that. The drugs seemed to help, but he was just so tired and fussy (it was after 9) so it was hard to see how his breathing was. The doctor said he had improved, so he wrote us a prescription for inhalers, and we left. While we were filling the prescription, he was so happy and smiley. I assumed he was feeling better, and was ready for him to get a good night's sleep. We came home, and Eric was there with Evan. We put Darren to bed and around 11:15 he started screaming inconsolably. He wouldn't stop for an hour. So I got dressed, and we went back to emergency. Of course, after a 15 minute drive in a nice warm van, he had stopped screaming!! They took a look at him and said that he probably was just uncomfortable, so we gave him some more Tylenol and went home.

He's now doing much better. I guess he had a virus that attached itself to his lungs, which may be more susceptible since he was premature. We went to the family doctor today just to check him out, and came back with another prescription for an eye infection (that virus again!!). But he's happy and silly and goofy again. So that's been Darren's excitement.

A Trip to Battersea

We recently headed out to visit Tante Brenda & Uncle Micheal's new house out in Battersea (near Kingston). It's a beautiful house with a great lot. Evan had a lot of fun with Jacob and his friend, just being one of the guys. He enojyed meeting Diesel, the new puppy. (He now sometimes licks his plate "just like Diesel does"!)



We also stopped in to see Grandma and Grandpa. Evan "helped" Grandma dig up weeds from her yard.

And here's Darren in a bowl.

. Last week we were in the grocery store. Evan went right up to a couple and said very politely, "How are you today?" They said they were fine, and asked how he was. "I'm awesome." They smiled at that, then they asked him, "Are you shopping?" "No, I'm not shopping. I'm awesome." I think he made their day.

. Darren was having some cheese for lunch. He dropped one on the floor. Evan said, "Can you get Darren's chee, Mommy?" I asked him to repeat it. "His chee. His chee," pointing to the floor. "Oh, his cheese," I said. "No, Mommy, just one chee."

Head Banger

Yesterday, Evan and I (Eric) were lying on our stomachs and playing on the floor. Darren came crawling over to me, leaned back and banged my head with his head. I made an "Ow!" sound (it did smart!!). Darren thought that this was quite funny. So, he continued to do it several times getting the same reaction. After five or six headbangs, he crawled away. I thought that he was done. However, he came up to his older brother and banged Evan's head with his own. Evan said "Ow!" too and they both had a good laugh.
This event, combined with him frequently banging his head against the window as a way of saying "Hi!", makes me wonder how many brain beatings a year old child can withstand. = )

Role Playing

Evan has really gotten into using his imagination lately - which is really fun to hear (and sometimes try and figure out). Yesterday, it was role playing. It went something like this:

Evan: Okay Mommy. You be Aunt Colleen, I'll be Uncle Adam. Hi Aunt Colleen.

Marya (playing) : Hi Evan.

Evan: No Mommy! I'm Uncle Adam!! You're Aunt Colleen. Hi Aunt Colleen.

Marya: Oh! Hi Uncle Adam. How are you?

Evan: I'm awesome. How are you Aunt Colleen?

Marya: I'm good.