Hospital Visits are Never Fun, But...

GROSS WARNING:

Okay that was officially the worst hospital visit ever!! The staff were awesome, but it was horrible for Nick. While putting in the IV, Nick started to vomit blood, on the nurse, on the doctor, on the bed, on the floor, on himself, on me. While vomiting he ripped his IV and then there was blood, and vomit everywhere, and more needles than I could count. Still recovering from my car accident, and this was all a bit much for me. At one point the nurse asked if I was alright, and I wasn't terribly convincing I'm afraid. Nicky started to cry and apologize for bleeding when I am not feeling well. Yep, totally crappy!!

Defining...

Nick: I don't think Abbie wants a spouse.

Me: Umm, Nick, do you know what a spouse is?

Nick: Yeah, isn't that someone who helps you?

Its that time of year...

Favorite Nick Quote of the day -

Nick: Dad, I'm going to betray Jesus on Thursday and I was hoping you would come and watch.

Keith (slightly confused): Pardon me?

Nick (proudly): I'm in the Easter Play. I Play Judas!! Can you come and watch me betray Jesus...it's kinda gross I have to kiss Cameron (I think he meant on the cheek...it is a Catholic school and all,) but the rest is cool!!

Abbie is just so darn cute...

I honestly believe that Abbie is the best, cutest baby ever! I just can't decide if it is because when we go to pick up Nick from school she insists on carrying her own lunch kit (actually Penny's old three princesses one.) She is very proud of her bad self, walking down the hall carrying her own little lunch kit. Or is it because she likes to pretend that she knows karate and cheer, giving it her all trying to do what they do, and looking confused when it doesn't turn out quite right. She usually shakes it off, and gives it another try. It could be because she found one of Penny's old whistles and likes to blow it as hard as she can, and then giggle like a crazy person, while we all laugh so hard. She is just too cute!!

First Days...

Today was Abbie's first day in daycare. I don't go back to work until the fall, but I have somethings I need to get done; my thesis, home renos both here, and at the other house. So having her go one or two days a week will get her used to going before she has to go full-time. I love her so much; I was so scared that she would be so sad. I missed her all day, but when I went to pick her up, she was happy as can be. She smiled when I walked in, but didn't stop what she was doing to come over to me. Once I went to her, she stuck to me like glue, not paniced and not in a hurry to leave. Boy, I am glad it was a good day. I can't figure out why I feel the tiniest bit sad though. : )

Gross

Nick: Mom I know something that will make you very happy.

Me: Oh, what is that?

Nick: The dog ate one of your dish cloths and then 'poohed' it out.

Me (laughing): Why would that make me happy?

Nick (confused): Because then you get your cloth back.

Penny (slighltly horrified, but mostly disgusted): Ummm...mom, I think you should throw that cloth away!