Brendan has finally made a full recovery and is back to his normal wild self. The puke is gone, he’s eating normal again and is running around our house like nothing happened. Today he went to pre-school and enjoyed himself immensely. I think it was nice for him to get out of the house for a change. He’s been cooped up here too long.
Brendan had a blast dousing himself with water over and over again- no surprise there. It’s so nice to see him smiling and laughing again after 3 days of being miserable.
He got one of his many Hot Wheels cars and built a tunnel for it. He’s in love with cars and it seems like every time we go to Wal-Mart we end up leaving with a new one (or three).
I’m hoping to take lots of pictures to share this week. I feel like I’ve been slacking lately and have a renewed desire to take as many photos as I can. Let’s cross our fingers and hope that it actually happens.
I feel like this post was a trip down memory lane.
ReplyDeleteI used to have a Superman shirt like Brendan's when I was about three years old. Mine was more of a royal blue, and Brendan is only two, but can you see how the one would remind me of the other?
We have the exact same white stepping stool in our house. The kids use it to reach the sink to wash their hands.
I also like playing with water.
Pictures of me when I was young had the same rounded edges that your pictures have.
Finally, our family used to have a cinder block a lot like the one Brendan is looking through in the last picture.
Don't be surprised if Brendan turns out just like me.
Master,
ReplyDeleteWoof. My new (temporary) master has been reading your electronic diary to me regularly. He shows me pictures. Your pack family is very nice looking, especially now that I can see in color. Ruff!
I wish I could have met your offspring. He reminds me of you from long ago. Bark. You too had lots of energy when you were a puppy. You and I use to have great times. Woof woof!
It is not true that all dogs go to heaven. But only the dogs in heaven can make contact with earth two-feet no-furs like you. Roof roof.
I miss you, but time goes by quickly. And sometimes my new (temporary) master's sister lets me wear eye shades and headcovers. It reminds me of the good old days.
I am watching over you. I shed a tear when the tall no-fur hooked you up to a scary machine and tried to get you to tell a lie. Growl. I was happy you did not go to work for him. You are too good for him. Snarl.
Much love to you and your family.
Lick Mrs. Master's face for me. Hooooooowl!