the tree is no longer naked . . . evidence to be posted shortly . . . :D
so . . . yesterday . . . started out innocently enough . . . sort of . . . g woke up coughing a little more than i was comfortable with considering if i didn't take him to the dr friday i wouldn't be able to again till tuesday . . . so i went ahead and called at 8:30 for an appt . . . got the only one they had left . . . 3:30 and not with g's regular dr . . . joy . . . had stuff to do and we're already up so might as well get started . . . went to target and old navy for a few last minute things . . . aunt theresa's gift card was burning holes in our pockets and i needed something to wear to the christmas eve party . . . target went well . . . this is kinda funny though . . . told g he could get a BIG toy bc aunt theresa had sent him some money . . . all he ended up wanting was a little hot wheels gas pump . . . got all the way through checkout and found out the gas pump didn't actually come back with a car . . . dude . . . had to go back . . . old navy was pretty much a bust too . . . they had really weird sweater styles . . . i ended up bringing one home, but was not happy with it at all when i actually tried it on . . . ugh . . . it had to go back today . . . rambling, sorry . . . so then we went by scrap it for a little visit and to get a package in the mail at ups a few stores down . . . that's where g went downhill before our eyes . . . he'd been happy happy all morning and suddenly was just worn out . . . fell asleep on my shoulder walking from scrap it to the ups store . . . poor boo . . . took him home and let him sleep as long as i could before getting him up for the dr visit . . .
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walked into the dr's office w my little boo on my shoulder, up to the counter to sign in . . . and out of nowhere . . . he pukes alllllllllllll the way down my back . . . and what do i do? quickly transer him to the other shoulder so he can puke on that side too . . . hey. at least we got taken back to see the dr right away after that . . . dr says he's seen several cases of a-typical no fever pneumonia, aka walking pneumonia, so gives him scripts for orapred and zithromax . . . the latter really made me happy . . . our dr's are stingy with antibiotics and i totally understand and appreciate why, but they always work wonders for my little g, so i'm always happy to get them . . . usually have to go back a second time to get the good stuff . . . so you can see how delighted i was to have it unexpectedly given to me with no convincing involved . . . got my boo baby in the car and headed home and he promtly fell asleep again . . . poor thing poor thing . . . ended up carrying him in the house and sitting with him while he slept . . . still covered in dried up puke, but a mommy does what her baby needs her to do . . . he finally woke up and we got the good stuff in him and got him to eat a little of his favorite ramen noodles . . . i have clean jammies on . . . just starting on the kitchen which has needed my attention all day when i hear a painful little cry . . . i quickly grab g and run him to the bathroom thinking he needs to puke again . . . false alarm . . . get him calmed down and we're cozily sitting together watching rescue heroes . . . the dishes can wait . . . next thing i know i'm smelling a sewer . . . i reach back to check and my hand comes away slimed . . . see . . . i made a fatal mistake earlier in this little scenario . . . g's new diapers were still in the car . . . out of diapers . . . instead of going to the car to get the new box of diapers i casually threw on a pair of the pink princess pullups that i'd gotten by accident a couple months ago when i thought g might actually use the potty one day . . . yep . . . put those pink princess pullups on him praying to the man gods that i wasn't permanently scarring my baby boy . . . little did i know that i would be the one permantently scarred just a few minutes later . . . back to the story . . . lift my big baby and there's a pile of poop on my new polka dot jammies and it's running down my leg into the couch cushion . . . yes . . . puked on AND pooped on all in the same day . . . raise your hand if you're a mother and you've been there . . . needless to say, we showered immediately and got a load of laundry going in short order . . . man . . . what a day . . . :P
*******FAINT-HEARTED AND WEAK-STOMACHED CAN START READING AGAIN*******
today was much MUCH better . . . g woke up at 6 . . . ok, that wasn't so cool, but oh well . . . and was in a great mood . . . his appetite is back . . . he's eaten 3 eggies, ice cream, an orange . . . he's currently throwing down cheese sticks . . . yep. love me some antibiotics . . . we went to target and ON again for some exchanges and more last minute stuffs . . . namely more colored lights because i had overlighted the top of our tree and ran out at the bottom and the return of the fugly sweater . . . side item . . . old navy was giving away free felt antlers . . . totally made my morning . . . i'm sure you'll be seeing a post of me and g in our matching antlers one day soon . . . anyhoo, did lots of this and that all day . . . the tree was finally done done at 6pm cst . . . and here's the evidence as promised . . . :D
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in the first pic g's saying "YAY!" . . . as in yay it's finished . . . and i'm sure all of you that have heard me whine about the having to do the blest tree can relate . . . the second pic is one of the way cute robot ornaments from old navy that we scored yesterday at 75% off . . . woohoo! got the wrapping paper too . . . ummm . . . guess i should get to wrapping . . . and don't you just love g's cutie new footed pjs . . . they sure make me happy . . . he makes me happy . . . love that little guy . . . :D
ok. this is a way long post and i'm way too lazy to do my usual editing, so if you find any humorous typos or awkward spots, just laugh for me . . . :D
and if you're still reading, you're either family, a very good friend, or very bored . . . to all of you we wish a very merry christmas . . . lots of love, peace, and joy . . . doris and g
