I got the flu and Noah got pink eye. Not fun.
I'm going to start practicing my "new years resolution" now. I've picked Philippians 4:8 to be my "theme" verse for next year:
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
So, here goes...
Brian and Noah haven't got the flu (yet) and the worst is over.
All this coughing is surely building some fabulous ab muscles.
"Protocols" are awesome when they save you a trip to the germ-infested doctors waiting room and $$$ for the visit. We had our pink eye prescription in hand by 8:30 Monday morning for less than a 10 dollar bill.
Brian and Melissa haven't got pink eye (yet), and you can barely tell he had it.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Here's Noah's first time for "playing" in the snow this season. He didn't want anything to do with it - sticking with the sidewalk for awhile. I finally gave up waiting for him to voluntarily venture into the white piles. I plopped him into the snow (second picture). He just sat there and looked at it. His dad took him out for a second "play" in the snow the next day. Brian wasn't much more successful than I was. It seems our occasionally cautious little guy finds snow something to be wary of.
Climbing to intriguing places does not bring out the cautious side of Noah. He will put his best attempt at getting onto the window seat, or reaching up to the kitchen counter or into the desk drawer.
Noah has got his "yes" and "no" words mastered, and he prefers "yes"! Anytime I need a "yes man", I just ask him my question and he will reply "yeah".