Saturday, October 15, 2011

Freckit ball

Squish just came running in telling us that he said up a HUGE game of freckit ball. We asked him a few questions about that.

Q- What is freckit ball??
A- It's a game where you throw it really, really high.

Q- Throw what?
A- The freckit ball.

Q-What does the freckit ball look like?
A- It had two pink stripes and one blue one.

Q- How big is it?
A- It's really small.

Q-How many people play?
A- A lot of people.

Q- How do you know who wins?
A- I win.

Now he and Lou are in the kitchen playing.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

A horrible night

Last night around 5:00 Squish had anther seizure. He told me that his eyes were hurting. I should have checked his temp, but I felt him and he didn't feel warm at all. Then 20 minutes later he fell and started seizing. It was much worse than last time. I called 911 and I had to move him to another room so that I could have them on speaker phone. I needed speaker phone because he stopped breathing and turned blue. I had to do rescue breathing on him and I was scared that I would have to do chest compressions so I needed both hands. I did not have to do compressions on him and he started breathing by the time that the EMTs got here. But he took a lot longer to come back to normal this time. He kept looking at me like he didn't know who I was and he tried to talk but his words were all jumbled. We were at the hospital before he started nodding yes and no to answer questions and it was an hour and a half before he started speaking again. The doctors said that all of that is normal and they didn't do any kind of testing on him.  They were very reassuring about his recovery and said that he was doing really great by the time we left the ER and I'm glad to know that it was just a febrile seizure, but nothing about that experience was normal. Last time he has a seizure I had nightmares for weeks and I was scared to be alone with him and every time he acted even a little bit off I was terrified. I hate that all of that is going to start over again now. And I hate that I have actually had to breathe for my child, I hate that I have a tattoo of his little lifeless blue body in my head. And I really hate that this is all likely to happen to my sweet boy again.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

This post is not about Wibef

This morning Squish was talking to me about husbands and wives. He told me "I wish I would have a wife." I told him that I hoped he would one day and asked him who he thinks might be a good wife. He told me the name of a girl he went to preschool with when we were still down south. He also has a little girlfriend here with the same name so I asked him which one he was talking about. He said he was talking about the one from his school. I reminded him about the other little girl and he said "Yes...but she doesn't really look pretty."

And so it begins....

Sunday, October 2, 2011

If anyone knows a cuter little Bear than this....I'd like to have a look at him.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Cute Baby Saturday

This cute baby spent a few hours at his aunts house this morning playing with the pups.