license to kill

The big bad infection needs to leave our little guy's ears once and for all.

It so rudely intruded for the first time about two weeks ago. We counter-attacked with a trip to the doc and bubblegum-flavored Amoxicilin. We thought the infection got the point. We're not interested in any of its kind around these parts.

(Note: And yes, I did try a very tiny lick of the Amoxicilin and yes I was instantly transported back to 4th grade, lying on my parents' couch, watching the "Empire Carpet" commercial).

But alas, for this particular infection, it was apparently going to take a little more than a tasty pink elixir to get our point across. This past Monday evening the infection welcomed itself back into our son's cute unknowing little ears. So Lucas and I headed to the ER Monday night with him spiking over a 103 degree fever.

(Note: Despite the little guy's uncomfortably high fever, Lucas was still eager to explore the entire waiting room by hand and knee.)

Well, we've got some more serious ammo now. No "sweet pink" potions this time around. This antibiotic means business. It aims to kill.

Be afraid little infection.

Be very afraid.

And Congratulations to the Neuhausels!!!

Another new member has entered Mark and my extended "friend family". Congratulations Kay and Dave. What a precious gift he is. And I must say, what an attractive little guy!! We hope to meet Cashian Beau SOONER than later!!! All our love to you guys:)

an ode to my little blue buddy

It was bound to happen...I'm sure its some kind of rite of passage into mommy-hood...Lucas broke our camera. It was this past Thursday. He was just passing it from one hand to the next and then he went for the mouth. At that moment, I swooped in and placed it on the counter where he can't reach it, along with the remote control, cell phones, cell phone chargers, lap top power cord, flower vase, two candle holders, six tealights, the coasters and his diaper ointment. Everything looked ok with it so I didn't think too much about it.

I have been trying to catch this utter and total cute-ness of Lucas' latest skill on video for weeks now. He can wave! He raises his hand high in the air and focuses oh-so-intently on watching his hand open and shut open and shut while a triumphant smile spreads across his face and his nose crinkles just so (I have no idea where he got that move from:). Actually, the other day we were on a walk and he offered each passerby on foot or in a car a friendly wave. So, yes, I've been trying to capture one of these sweet little moments on camera. But as soon as he hears the camera turn on, he goes straight for that small blue gadget and forgets all about the new trick. So now I have about 10 videos of me saying, "Lucas? Can you wave? Wave Lucas. Hi Lucas! Lucas! Hi!"

And nada.

So, this past Thursday he started waving again! And this time he was doing it on command! I grabbed the camera, went to turn it on, and it made the most horrendous scraping sound with beeps to follow. Tragedy. Since Lucas has been born this camera has been attached to me, fearful that I'll miss a moment that should never be missed. Or even afraid that I might miss a moment that may be fairly inconsequential to miss. So in a bit of a panic I made the brilliant decision that maybe it just needed a little muscle power to get the lens working appropriately again. Yeah, instead, I ripped off this shiny metal part on the end of the lens. Looks important to me.

I have a plan to take my camera to the camera doctor this Wednesday. And I'm gonna go ahead and think positive thoughts about the outcome. The camera doctor WON'T tell me that it would be more expensive to fix than to just buy a new camera! And he/she WILL be able to fix it right there on the spot and save my 10 videos of Lucas not waving!

c'mon little blue buddy! You don't understand. I need ya. You're not gonna let a little baby get the best of you are you!? You can pull through!

I'll keep you posted...