We had a couple of big things happen today. First, Gramma had to say goodbye to the double trouble this morning and go to the airport at 9am. She had just enough time for one last Trevor breakfast and bath, and then some smothering.

The other big thing about today is that as of 6:00PM, it has been exactly one whole week since Brendan’s last dose of methadone. It has taken seven months of horrid withdrawal and lots of tears to get here. He has had a rough week with it finally being gone but he gets a little better each day.
He still has a long weaning/drug elimination road ahead. Ativan is the next target and I have read that it can be very bad too. All of these hard hitting drugs that got him through the first half of his life, now causing him to pay the price. It is very frustrating, but we trudge through one step at a time.

He got in his highchair to have lunch with Trevor but Trevor stood him up. Trevor slept right through normal lunch time! (which means no afternoon nap)
Brendan had to play with the cool blocks instead.

He dropped them on the floor one by one.

“oops!”

After dinner, a super tired Trevor and I walked a short way down the street to see the neighbor’s Christmas light extravaganza. Trevor really loves it. He loves the Christmas tree at home too, and got Daddy to lift him up high enough to see the star on top.

He will probably cry the day we take the tree down!