{Last post of 2008}

The Bean Bag Incident

It appears that one of our bean bags
is suffering from explosive diarrhea.

I wonder who gave the "turbo-laxative" to the bean bag...

And with that, my Dyson is full and Cameron's
bag has less "beans" in it. When did
they stop using actual beans?

Yes, he cried. Only because he was told that he was in big, big, BIG trouble. Of course, being the ever-vigilant blogger and scrapbooker - - I took pictures first. Evidence is more like it. Don't be fooled by his pretty blue eyes. Even tear-filled eyes.

This one is Trouble.

I forgot about this!!!! Oops!

The whole "Vince Vaughn I'm in love thing." I had a contest there.

The winner is:
Congratulations, Kim!! That's twice now, isn't it? Lucky!!

Now I just need to get myself to Sonic and buy the giftcards for Susan and Kim!

Monday.

Mr. B is on vacation through the end of the year and the kids are home. So - - it's like the never-ending weekend. My house is all "un-decorated" and for the most part, back in order. I'm working on laundry today. I was postponing it until Justin got off of the Wii. I'd rather watch my own shows whilst I fold.

Our bathroom is getting closer and closer to being completed. Today - - he grouts. So close!!!! I need to go look at counter tops.

Well, the laundry beckons.

Happy Anniversary!

Today - - my parents celebrate their 40th wedding anniversary.

What an awesome example to follow. 40 years - - through richer and poorer, good times and bad, sickness and health...

Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad!!!

I love you both.

Back home - - again.

We were able to go to San Antonio for a visit with Mr. B's family. We left Christmas day around 2:00. The roads weren't too busy and it was pretty much an uneventful trip.

The grandkids all wanted to open Christmas presents right away. Imgaine that. It was over in like five minutes.

We stayed up and visited for a while and then all pretty much crashed. (First, I made Mr. B track down a fan for our room. I was melting.) We woke up Friday morning to the most warm, humid day you can imagine. San Antonio set a record that day. 83 degrees! And did I mention it was humid? I thought I was dying. I hate it when my unmentionable places sweat. (AKA - the boobies!) I thought I was going to have to go get in the van and turn the A/C on. Luckily my MIL took pity on the poor souls in her home and turned their A/C on. Ahhhhhh.... That's right. The air conditioner on the 26th of December. Go figure.

I did a little reading in my book. I'm finally half way through book three. I really want to finish it this week.

However - - small delay. You know - - laundry from the trip, re-claiming this house, taking Christmas decorations down, playing cars with Cameron (who sits here as I type and taps his cute little foot at me, waiting not-so-paitently.)

Oh - - two San Antonio things I forgot. I got to go by my favorite store. I got some really cute paper and some (drumroll please) SPURS paper!!! I was pumped. Now I just need to go to another game! Which, by the way, did any of you catch the game on Christmas day? We were in the car and had to listen to it on XM. Mr. B and I were dying!!! It came down to, well, I'll let you see it for yourself...



What an ending.

Home is where the heart is...

...and all four of our hearts are in our actual home. It is good to be here. So far, so good.

Thank you all so much for your thoughts and prayers.

Yay!!!!

I just got the call from Dr. P - - we are discharged! We'll probably be home shortly after lunch. I know this takes a while. I'll post again when we are settled in at home.

Doing Better!

The Little Man is doing SO much better today. Much, much, much better. It's amazing what those fluids do. We have been for a walk, drove the motorized car, looked at the fish and are watching cartoons and playing with cars right now. It looks like we will be going home today. The nurse just checked on him and she was going to go call Dr. P and see what he says. We should know in just a bit. Dr. P thinks that it was more likely altitude sickness and maybe not a stomach bug after all. It's unusual in small children, but can happen.

Thanks to everyone for their thoughts and prayers. Keep 'em coming.

I understand not everyone being able to come by. That's *so* okay. It's a busy time of the year!!

I'll let you know if we get dismissed!

Hospital Stuff

We are surviving "The Stomach Bug from Hell - 2008." Cameron's levels are up. (We want them to go up.) He has still only peed twice. But he's peed. (We want him to pee.) He has his semi-good moments. And then he hits a wall. I understand that this dehydration stuff is just hard on a body. It has worn him out. Being the avid scrapbooker that I am, I had Mr. B bring me my point and shoot camera.

This is him, sleeping. He did this most of the day.
And, fingers crossed, will for most of the night.

This is what real friends do.
Debbie - - thanks a gazillion for the necessities.

Mamaw, Papaw and Noah brought these cool cars.

"Seriously Mommy, I'm in the hospital.
How about you put that camera down
before I find a more appropriate
place for it."

I appreciate all of the calls and texts. My cell phone is not working too good here. So some of the texts have been hit and miss. I've tried to respond to some and they fail. Ugh. So, I'm not ignoring you. I appreciate all of you.

We are really hoping to get dismissed tomorrow. So far he's held his own. More lab work at 5:00 a.m. (Ick.) Then Dr. P should be by sometime before 9:00. Have I ever told you guys how much I LOVE our pediatrician?

Okay. It's quiet in here and I'm going back to reading.

Again - - thanks everyone.

{Sad.}

Greetings from the hospital. That's right - - my little Cam man was hospitalized this morning. Severe dehydration. That little tummy thing has kicked his tiny little bum.

It's pretty heart-breaking. The nurse said he didn't even move when they IV'd him. He's petty lethargic and just, well, sick.

We are in room 6117 at Shannon in the Women's and Children's Hospital. The cell service is kind of weird. It comes and goes. I have my laptop and can receive e-mails but for some reason, I can't send them. I'll have to get Mr. B on the case for that.

At this juncture, we are hoping the fluids will perk him up and we can leave here tomorrow. I hope so. The thought of spending Christmas Eve here is just - - SAD.

I appreciate your thoughts and prayers. I have the best fans - - EVER.