Another Day, Another Haircut...

I know I've posted many haircut pictures before - but since alot of this blog is simply for me, so I can look back and say "awwwww" about my little man - I'm posting more haircut pictures.  This kid's hair grows like wildfire, seriously.

The "helmet" was making it's appearance again - and the bedhead was getting funnier and funnier, but he has refused to let me touch his hair lately, so it got a bit more out of control then usual - observe:

 Mid cheeze-it - ha!

 Eeeeh - whatcha doing ma?

Serious bedhead..and almost enough for a combover - OY

After about an hour of convincing and bribery with a lollipop and the movie Cars, he FINALLY let me snip away.  *one of these days I gotta learn how to use those clipper things because the comb/scissors method is testing his patience and something tells me it's not going to last much longer*

 There were a few times where he would get up and run around shouting "NO HAIR CUT!" - but I persisted and now he looks ready to carry a briefcase and attend a republican convention:

 Kinda wish I had lips like that!

 Everytime I cut his hair he just looks older to me...sob!

Especially when he wears our shoes...

My Boys...

I'm still sick.   So the other day my mom offered to watch Adam for a while so I could rest.   I took him up to their house and passed out on their bed.  It's been a long time since I've slept in that house, kinda wierd, but also comforting.  Having my mom tuck me in and take care of me was kinda nice :)  Isn't there that small part of us as adults that still wants to be taken care of by our mom?
Anyway, when I woke up it was 5:45pm and Adam was passed out on their sofa.  Which is weird because I have tried EVERYTHING to get this child to nap, and 9 times out of 10 it doesn't work, but yet, we go to Nana and Pop's and he falls asleep on the couch.  No rocking, no singing, no benedryl, just OUT.  Mom said she was just sitting with him and rubbing his feet and the sun was shining on him so he was warm and relaxed and he just fell asleep, just like that.  By that time my dad was home and he joked about the whiskey they gave him, ha!  I was just in disbelief that he was actually asleep.  Adam is a good nighttime sleeper, but the napping has gone by the wayside.  I am holding onto it for dear life, but most of the time my nap attempts are a giant fail.
Around 6pm, I finally tried to wake him up and put him in the car, he kind of stirred, but fell right back asleep in the car.  We got home right at the same time hubs was rolling in, so he got him out of the car and into the house where he promptly fell back asleep.  It's been a while since hubs has had a sleeping munchkin in his arms (let's just say his biological clock has been ticking for a WHILE) so he sighed a happy sigh and sat with him on the couch for a while, cuddling his boy:

Our every attempt to wake this child up resulted in him screaming at us and curling up and falling back asleep - so we put him to bed.  He'd been asleep since around 5pm, so we desperately hoped he wouldn't wake up at 3am and think it was time to be UP!
Since my ears are clogged and I can't hear much - I didn't hear him open his door at 4:30am, but I did feel a tug on my arm and when I opened one eye, I saw a very sleepy kid with 24 stuffed animals in his arms wanting to crawl in  bed with us.  Too tired to argue, I pulled him into bed, and he fell back asleep until 8am.   FIFTEEN HOURS that child slept.  Growth spurt?  Who knows, but it was wierd...and fabulous.
I loved seeing my boys snuggle on the couch together like this.  Another heart-catching-in-my-throat-moment that makes me feel so blessed and thankful for my family :)

It continues..

Friday I had to go back to my doctor because 5 days after finishing antibiotics for the sinus infection, I had developed a nasty, rattley cough and felt like utter crap.  "Virus" he said.  and I said "really?  again?  I've been sick since January, what the hell?" and he said "it's a bad season.  People just seem to be catching things over and over and over".
Apparantly the "virus" triggered my asthma, (which I havent' had issues with in about 6 years) so he gave me a couple of inhalers, one with steroids, and sent me on my way.
I got home that afternoon and a few hours later had a fever of 101.5, not bad, but bad enough to make me feel all shivery.  So I popped in a movie for Adam and curled up next to him under a blanket and dozed for the duration of the movie.  Fever broke, thought I was on the mend.
That night, I woke up with shooting ear pain.  I figured it was a symptom of the "virus" and popped some tylenol and put a hot compress on my ear.  It was a struggle to sleep that night, but at least Adam who was finally on antibiotics was sleeping peacefully.
Saturday morning, I woke up with clogged ears.  Like I was underwater.  Like everyone was talking to me through a brick wall.  Boy does that suck.
Shooting ear pain continues Saturday and Sunday and on my way to the airport to get hubs (yay!) on Sunday night, I notice white patches in the back of my throat.  I know that's a sign of strep, so I inwardly moan because I know this means I'm going back to my doctor on Monday.
Poor hubs came home to a MESS of a wife, but boy are we glad to have him back! 

So yesterday I went to the doctor and now it's confirmed.  I have strep and a double ear infection.
I'm now on two inhalers, nose spray, antibiotics, and I'm doubling up on Tylenol and Motrin for the ear pain.  My ears are still clogged and achey.
At least hubs gets to watch whatever he wants on TV because I can't hear the damn thing anyway, and I'm getting some reading done.  But I can also hear myself breathe, and swallow, and chew, which is just disgusting...and I'm annoying myself by the minute with the nasal breathing.  I'm like a bad date for my own self over here.

I think the phrase "This Totally Sucks" pretty much sums it up for me.

Cheers!

*sigh*

Cat food in my washing machine....something tells me three years old is gonna be tough