I all but had a nervous breakdown this morning when Brendan woke up with something wrong. He was just crying and needed lots of suctioning. He has had a few of his drainage-throw ups too. He was clingy and tired and went back to sleep for a long nap really early. I was thinking it was some kind of torture to have to deal with this on a Friday again, and he just can’t get sick again.
As the day went on, Brendan got much better but there is still something just not quite right. He is dealing with mommy-jealousy issues and doesn’t want Trevor to leave the room. That accounts for some of the crying. He was having a blast this evening so we will see how he does in the morning.
We were lucky to have old night nurse Jennifer cover the night that Brendan was supposed to be getting his sleep study. Now we just have our two normal nights with no nurse.

We have been waiting all week for Trevor to get this package. As we expected, he LOVES having his own little shopping cart to push around. He pushed it and pulled it all around every inch of the house all day long.

He has an adorable little baby boy doll that he can put in the cart’s child seat. He needs to work on his placement.

Trevor knows he is not supposed to touch the dog food, but nobody ever told him that the baby couldn’t touch it

I tried to catch Brendan’s “maniacal laugh” for Gramma. There is a hilarious face he makes when he does it fully. He learned it from the Muppet movie.

Brendan helped me hammer up a bag of pretzels to make pretzel coated chicken. He was good at hammering!

Before bed when it is slightly less sunny and only 110 outside, we go out and try to crazy the boys out so that they sleep well.
They love their swing.

It is like flying a Brendan kite!

Brendan is planting flowers in his fort

Trevor loves to swing with the misters on

He wanted to have a tube like Brendan

Brendan thinks it is funny!

Silliness:

Now that Brendan is sleeping, I can tell there is definitely something bothering him. His heart rate is elevated and he is very easily agitated and upset. He is acting like it might be his ears again, but it is hard to tell. There are no words to describe how frustrating this is. We will have to make a trip to the pediatrician’s in the morning if I can get in on their Saturday hours.

I can’t believe that I forgot when I was typing the blog last night to wish Aunt Schnah a very happy birthday! We also send out hope for healing to Great Uncle Rich who is battling pneumonia. Get well soon!