The boys both slept well for their “slumber party” but just not enough. Trevor was up until midnight or so because he kept hearing motorcycles and airplanes. Our checklist of supplies is two pages long, but I think we have a comprehensive list now.
Today should have been a recovery day but it was pretty hectic. Brendan started his new rate & med today and did well. There was just one issue early this morning.
Trevor thinks he is going to escape.
One day soon, he will probably get this gate taken apart for real
This is what Brendan thinks of my singing voice. He especially hates it if I try to sing Irving Berlin’s “Blue Skies”. He cries like it is torture, big tears pour out. I know my voice is bad, but wow!
Now I have to get back to my war on fingernails. Brendan even fights me in his sleep, I can only get through 3 or 4 nails at a time.
Aaawwww… That pout. Those wide, misty eyes. The crinkly chin. B has a tender little spirit.
And, Trevor remains a Houdini. His actions read loud and clear: “I will not be held a captive of Baby Jail!”
I don’t think it’s your singing voice, maybe he doesn’t like the song choice! 🙂 That face is so adorable. He always shows so much expression in his little cherub face, along with a little drama. 😉 I could just scoop him up and squeeze him to pieces!
I agree that Trevor is a little Houdini with his climbing and escape skills, and his wheels constantly turning to figure out how to get into trouble! He will keep you on your toes! He’s only going to get smarter. 🙂
I’m glad the slumber party went well. Does this mean I could have company when I’m there? 🙂
Lots of love and hugs from the temporarily thawing out Midwest, I’ve enough cold and snow to last me for a long time!
Gramma xxxx
>[ ” One day soon, he will probably get this gate taken apart for real ” ]<
🙂 😉 Yes 🙂