So, I had a little scare tonight. Gib runs up to me crying that his body hurt. For some that don't know, he says this a lot and it could mean anything from hunger to dry skin. But this time he had tears and was almost doubled over. He pointed to a place right above his tummy and just kept saying it hurt. I was thinking about what my next move might be -- loading up the kids, which ER to go to. Well, I had picked him up and was trying to comfort him when he let out a large burp. This made me stop and think. I had split an A & W between the three of them for dinner and since Mya didn't get much I had opened a new can, given her a little and set it down on the table. I asked Gib if he had had the remaining root beer. He said yes but that it was so he would grow bigger. This was followed by a few more burps and when I asked if he felt better he said, "No...well, attually yes, I do." My prayers of gratitude were quickly given and everything returned to normal (except my blood pressure, of course.)
And, on a totally different note, I am reporting to all that Gib no longer has his pacifier and, drumroll please, Mya no longer has a purple blanket! Yes, as of a few days ago they are both sleeping through the night without the aid of boppy or blanket. For those of you who thought Mya would leave for college with blanket in tow, I must admit I am shocked too. It wasn't planned, forced or even plotted. "and we know that all things work together for good..." amen
And finally, here are some pics -- three from this cool park we went to and one from lego building time.



