Sick Boy

Two weeks ago, it was summer here.  70 degrees, sunny, absolutely perfect.  Jeremy had a couple of playdates.  I even got out and did 6.5 miles outside (almost halfway there!) and it was just great.  Until I got a call at work that Ben was sick.  No shock there.  He had been "sick" for a couple of days.  But he spiked a fever and he apparently was moaning all day long.  Poor buddy.  So I called Graig and he left work and I even got him the last doctor's appointment of the day.  But Graig couldn't get him in time so I had to cut out of work early (which I like have NEVER done because of my kids).  We ended up meeting Graig at the doctor and Ben had a couple different problems going on and he left with the order for a nebulizer (among other things). 

I went to take a picture of Ben getting his treatment, but somehow I think Jeremy is the star of these pictures.

 And I don't know what happened to his pants.

 We need more toys.  There is still some visible carpet.  That is simply unacceptable.

But we are done for now.  Sadly I am kind of excited to have the nebulizer in case we should ever need it again, we won't have to sit around waiting for the home health care people to roll in.