Hustle and Bustle, Part Two

The Boys. My sister decided she didn't see enough of me on our Vegas vacation, so last weekend, she and the boys made the drive over for a quick getaway.  The boys had a blast in our new house, and Noah loved having them around.  By the second day, he was even trying to particpate in the all-boy roughhousing.  It was great!  We had lunch at Rainforest Cafe, spent lots of time at Bass Pro and did a little shopping.  On their way out of town, the boys insisted on the usual pitstop at Dave and Buster's.  Thanks for coming guys it was a really fun weekend!

Blake and Dean at Rainforest Cafe

 

Zack and Seth ready for the carousel.

The group at Dave and Busters

School Program. Tuesday, Noah has his Christmas program at his preschool. At the start, the head administrator got on the stage to welcome the parents. She shared rather bluntly her two rules. (1) No crying kids. Not on her stage, so if you see your child crying, please meet them on the side of the stage for pick up. (2) If you are a parent of a child under 2, please hide. If they see you, the might cry (see rule one) or they will want to leave the stage, and no pressure, but during rehearsal, all the kids stayed on stage.  No pressure or anything.  I have to say... pretty tough, but I like this lady. 

So, Noah came out at the end of the program carrying a yellow star with his name in glitter on it singing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."  He was with Mrs. Alyce, one of the administrators who has taken an interest in him.  Dean and I both noticed right off that Noah wasn't being himself, but he stayed on stage, and even did a little clapping.  Please excuse the picture quality.  My camera is still not working properly. 

Noah and Mrs. Alyce

Uh-Oh.  I think he spotted us.

Although Noah did notice us in the crowd.  He did not cry (phew).  We headed back to his classroom for a snack and realized that our little guy was really not feeling good.  I decided to take him home for the rest of the day, and home is where we stayed until today.

Sick.  Nothing slows you down like a sick little one.  Noah came home from school running fever, and we stayed home for two days.  It was just as well, the weather has been awful here.  His fever lasted about 24 hours and didn't get above 100.7.  It turns out that a couple other little ones in my mom's group were suffering from hand foot and mouth disease.  Noah didn't see a doctor, but this morning I noticed a small rash on both feet, so I am thinking that this was his affliction as well.  He seems to be on the mend now, so we are hoping the holidays will be a healthy one.