It was a strange day for Trevor. He ran a low-grade fever on and off all day and was just not himself. He was so tired, needy, restless, and just didn’t know what to do with himself. He had his last dose of steroid tonight, so hopefully he will start to improve from here.

We all felt cooped up so I mentioned walking around the mall. Trevor heard and then INSISTED that we go to the mall. He kept saying “mall mall go go go”
He saw the cool train, even though it wasn’t running.

He loves escalators

He wanted nothing to do with Santa Claus or any of the elves or snowmen

He will whisper to Gramma what he wants for Christmas instead

Snow plow drive by

Bill sent me adorable, healthy, happy Brendan pictures. I am so glad to see both my boys, I am missing them very much!

We will be getting on an airplane tomorrow. (Third time’s the charm?) I think Trevor might try to pack Gizmo in his carry on, we will have to double check his bags.