Apparently, our new family tradition is that someone becomes incredibly sick before the holiday. Last year, I had pneumonia - enough said. At the moment, both boys are at home with Grandma and I am pretty sure it has been a very long day for Grandma. Garrett has been vomiting since Friday but only at night...strange right? Well, he is on a strict Pedialyte diet so hopefully this bug will pass quickly. Connor woke up on Sunday and basically sounds like he has the croup AGAIN. Poor little man couldn't even breath last night as he was trying to fall asleep. His voice is all raspy (which is actually really cute) and his breathing is so labored it hurts to watch or even listen. Our plan is to go to Fishkill for Thanksgiving and we are still hoping for a speedy recovery so that we can make the trip. Fingers crossed.
Observation: Connor stood up next to me yesterday (usually he doesn't stand in one place for very long) and the top of his head was to my belly button. I knew he was a tall boy but honestly I really thought he would at least wait until he was 10 to pass me in height. I guess I need to accept it could be by the age of 5 instead. :)
New achievements by Garrett: Garrett looked up to Daddy yesterday, put his arms out and said "up." It is great to hear him voice what he wants - he also said "again" after I finished reading a book and proceeded to flip the pages. Did I mention he also went pee pee on the potty? I kid you not - he watches Connor intently and when I took his diaper off to go into the bath tub, he walked over to the potty. I placed him on the potty and mission complete.













