Chicken Soup for the Soul

Friday my son caught the fist bug of the season, which caused him to wake up at 5 am that morning vomiting, among other things that will not be named in this blog. So that day was spent keeping an eye on him with a bucket near by and reading Twilight that I borrowed from the library. Not that I don't enjoy watching cartoons all day but the book was much better. I also made chicken noodle soup out of anything I could find in the house. I was a little surprised it turned out as well as it did. But I have to say it does not compare to the soup my sister brought over today. Both soups were just what we needed.

Mason was much better by late afternoon. All he had to eat that day was some cheerios and a bowl of oatmeal. His appetite is still not up to par but it's getting there.

Mason has definitely grown in independence these last few weeks. He likes to make his own sandwiches now, pictured below.

And this morning we made a Lego castle together and he dressed himself. Which he does all the time but the difference this time was that he picked out his own clothes. He did everything. And if you look closely at the second picture you will notice that he put on two shirts. I think because I usually have him wear an undershirt that he felt he needed one, anyway I have to say I was very proud of him.

And I think you can tell by the picture that he was proud of himself. And can there be anything better feeling for our children?

I am glad Mason is feeling better, I just hope that what ever he has doesn't get passed to me. Well so far so good.....

Random Pictures

Here is a couple of random pictures of Mason from the last few weeks. We have really enjoyed all the cold weather. Especially Mason, his new favorite is sledding and catching snowflakes on his tongue.

Here is a picture of him on the first semi warm day in a while. We spent it at the park and Mason loved every second. To be outside doing the things he loved, it was great. Everything excited him all over again.

But of course there still are REALLY cold days, so when that happens we spend time inside. Board games and make believe are the big things for Mason right now. Here is Mason playing Chutes and Ladders.

We also tried Ice Skating last week, This was not very easy, at least for my back. I ended up holding Mason up the whole time trying to get him around the rink. He really liked it but I think I need to wait until he is a little taller so I can actually hold him up with a little success.

And of course there is the snow. And Mason LOVES the snow. Here he is sledding at the park by our house.

So far we have survived our first winter here and I hope we can continue doing as well as we have been. But only time will tell.

My Grandpa

Earlier this week my Grandpa pasted away. He had had two strokes and it's a possibility he died of a blood clot that moved to his lungs from being in bed for so long. See my grandpa has always been one of the most active people I know. He played Tennis every chance he got, he loved the out doors and to travel in his RV or go boating in his speed boat named the "Booby Bouncer". And yes he also had a great sense of humor. I think some of my favorite times with him was a trip we made to Yosemite. We hiked and roasted marshmallows, went river rafting, which was an adventure in itself.

Another favorite was spending time with him in Berkley. He had gone to college there and told me some great stories about him and his fraternity. Below is a picture on him in 1952 when he was attending Berkley. I found this picture when I did a random search of his name, but I love it because he seems so happy. He had whole life ahead of him.

My only regret is that before I moved out to Connecticut, before his first stroke, I didn't make the time to go see him. But I didn't know what was to come and sometimes you feel that everyone you know will live forever, that there will always be time later to say how much you care. I think he knows I loved him, even though I did try to steal all those quarters from him when I was 12, but I think he'll find a way to get back at me when we meet again in heaven.

Goodbye Grandpa, I love you.