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Judie Bug is still making great progress on his crawling!  It's so cute! He is packing on the pounds too.  Look at those cheeks!  Looks like they are so heavy they are about to fall off his face. He is such a sweet happy baby. So here is the deal from last night's post.  Aside from the fact that my son has cancer, I am still waiting for James' test results and I am sick of waiting, I am terribly hurt by a "friends" insensitivity, I had a doctor's appointment yesterday that was sort of emotional, and a few other things that I won't go into detail on, our dog George attacked James the other night as we came in from Mom and Dad's.  He bit him twice.  James did nothing to provoke him.  We have no idea what the deal was.  George continued to growl at him for the rest of the evening and all the next morning.  Actually he was growling at both boys.  I've had George for 6 years and he has growled and nipped a lot.  Even bitten a few time...

Things are getting better around here.  Except for the poop issues.  Still got those.  But I got some really helpful tips that I will try out tomorrow. Really, I should know better than to stay seated drinking my coffee when things get ominously quiet around the house.  But I didn't.  And when the cobwebs cleared in my brain I jumped up to find James had emptied one of the upstairs trashcans of dirty diapers and brought it downstairs to use as a step stool to get scissors out to cut open a breakfast bar that I would not let him have (because he had already had one). (Somebody please come quickly and organize my cabinets). It is not fair that he wakes up firing on all cylinders while it takes me a few hours and a few cups of coffee to catch up to him. All morning we looked forward to our first visit with Nana and Papa in several days.  We've missed them!  We live right around the corner from each other and are used to seeing them everyday but sinc...

I decided that today was going to be my day to do nothing.  I wanted to stay home, no make-up, no errands, and just chill with my boys.  I almost did it.  We had a few short errands we had to run but it was no big deal. It is crazy how this one nasty little addition to our lives has thrown everything else off.  We are still trying to get our lives back in order...just the everyday normal things that need doing.  We are getting there slowly.  Most days I feel like I am moving in slow motion through a really long difficult day. I spent some time on the phone tonight with the 1-800 American Cancer Society girl.  She really was so helpful and helped to put my mind at ease about a lot of things...sort of.  Well, at least she gave me some useful information.  And she helped me with a list of questions to take to Dr. Regueira on the 25th. ~~~~~ James wanted a "puffy cookie" for his after nap snack.  Jude and George were jealous. We heart pu...

George has some serious static control issues. Especially in the tail area. Jude does not. He is just cute.

James woke up today with a 102 temperature. So not any better. This picture about sums up how he feels. Or maybe this one. It's pretty sad when even The Dinosaur Train can't hold his attention. Poor baby. Thankfully I have George to babysit Jude for me so I can see to James. He always sticks pretty close to him. Maybe it has something to do with them both being the smallest ones in the house. Later I asked Mom to come over and sit with the boys so I could escape...I mean run to the grocery store. You know that scene in The Sound of Music where Fraulein Maria busts out across an open field with arms waving, swirling around, skirt twirling, singing and the top of her lungs, and just flat out bubbling over with joy???? Yeh I didn't do that but I sure felt like it. I am too sleep deprived to even put on sensible clothes, much less run and flail. But make no mistake...I was bubbling over with joy...it was just a very subdued bubble. After that nice little break I stared...

I bundled the boys up this morning and headed out to story time. I've got to break him of his "cheese" face. And of sitting in George's bed. And oh my word do I ever love sleeping babies!

James' new favorite food is "hamos" which when translated into English means "hamburger". Nana brought him one over for lunch and he decided to save it for dinner. He started asking for it as soon as he woke up from his nap. I held him off until 4:30. "Mmmmm. Yummy hamo." He left it on his plate on the floor and walked away from it for a moment which is something you never do when a dog lives with you. George helped himself to the hamo. Rude. James was not happy and a little incredulous. George was appropriately chastised and pouted for the rest of the evening.

I feel inexplicably compelled to tell you about a new show I stumbled upon Sunday. It is called Bridalplasty and it is truly trashy reality television at it's very best...or worst. It is about a group of gals all competing for various plastic surgeries and a dream wedding. I was watching it while Brad was finishing up some work. I thought he was oblivious to my viewing choice but shockingly enough...he can multitask. He said, "This is so sad." And he meant it non-sarcastically unlike everything I say. And it really was sad. These girls are desperate to drastically change the way they look. Now I don't have anything against plastic surgery, but I feel bad for these girls and the decision they made, and will indubitably regret, to do it on national television. All of that by way of saying...I will not be missing a single episode. This is like watching a train wreck. I. Can't. Turn. Away. Speaking of vain. George went and got his hair did today. As muc...

Yesterday James, Jude and I went to an indoor playground with Laurie, James and Kaylee. It was a lot of fun even though they look like they were trying to chew their way out of a cage. And it is like 3 stories tall. Then last night we decorated for Christmas. I think this was the first time that James really got to participate and he seemed to enjoy it. Last night was James' second night to go it alone in his big boy bed. The night before it took an hour, last night took an hour and 20 minutes and he fell asleep on the floor with his sweet little fingers sticking out under the door. Talk about heart-rending for a mommy. But thanks to a bit of down to earth mothering advice from my own Mommy, I called his bluff today at naptime and it worked like a charm. And then again tonight at bedtime. He was in that bed and didn't get out a single time. We got to see Bean tonight! He is in town for Thanksgiving. James was disappointed that Lindsay wasn't with him but he was happy...