I felt like a zombie today. Saturday nights are starting to add up I think. It has been an exhausting week! Last night Brendan decided it was the perfect time to pee a fountain when I tried to change his diaper. Neither boy had caught me like that in some time. But I had to change the whole bed out and it seems like every blanket and animal in the bed got it too. Poor bewildered Brendan was probably wondering why he was in a bouncy chair at 1:30AM!

The whole routine was off today. Trevor and I didn’t get out of bed until after 8:15 this morning and the day went by like we were playing catchup.

Speaking of catchup – Trevor’s second little bottom tooth has finally broken through and there is a sharp little razor tooth there now. It is going to be a gamble as to which boy gets top ones first, although I thought Brendan’s left one had cut, he just won’t let me look.

Little Trevor got a painful lesson about trying to roll/crawl/climb off of the changing table. Of course I am trying to wrangle an extremely poopy diaper and he does his magic flip/spin/crawl maneuver and tries to take off. When I grab him, he bonks his eyebrow on the end of the table. Boy was he mad. Initially there was a little raised bump, but it is gone now. The first of many little battle wounds:

Bored with the lunch selection. He did get to try some string cheese bits today, and some little pieces of grilled chicken. He liked them both.

Little Brendan looks super cute in firetrucks!

It was a total shock, Brendan was all about the string cheese. He normally does not put any food in his mouth. If he picks up any taste, he usually jerks away.

He was shredding the end with his sharp little teeth. He did not gag on or spit out the little bits either, he ate them!

I can’t believe another week has passed by, we did a trach tube change again today. It all went smoothly and Brendan is tucked in to bed. His numbers were slightly better again today, it was a relief.