It feels SO good to get all that out of the house. Off to Mission Arlington!

A blog all about Jack, Caroline, and little Emmalyn and the goings on of their family!
let comrade answer "here". Today we remember the Aggies that have fallen in the last year.
After some excitement yesterday afternoon and evening, Jack's home from school today recuperating. He'd been complaining of ear pain for less than 24 hours and woke from his nap with a 102.3 fever. I gave him a round of motrin and when the fever didn't come down after an hour and a half I called the pediatrician for some advice. They were able to schedule Jack for an appointment this afternoon at 3:45 - an ETERNITY when you've got a kiddo who was as sick as Jack was yesterday afternoon. Still, I jumped at the appointment since it was the only one they had available today. Thankfully, Dr. Davidson overheard the conversation I was having with the nurse and called in some ear drops to help Jack with the pain till we could get in this afternoon. We went ahead with dinner (Caroline and I, Jack laid on the couch) and then did bathtime while we were waiting on the drops to be ready at the pharmacy. About 6:30 we headed to CVS and while we were there I grabbed another bottle of Tylenol since the Motrin wasn't doing the trick for the fever which was now at 104.8. I was hemming and hawing about whether to take Jack to urgent care or not. Well, my question was very clearly answered when Jack threw up all over the backseat as soon as I put him in the car when we were leaving the pharmacy. I told Jason to come straight home to be with Caroline so I could run him in. We headed home and had a quick bath and I cleaned the car (thanks Erin for coming over!) while waiting for Jason to get home. By now Jack had some serious chills and was crying and crying. I felt so badly for him. Just before Jason arrived Jack konked out on the couch. I woke him and we left for Cooks Urgent Care in Hurst around 7:30. Well, we finally got to see the doc around 10pm and the diagnosis was ear infection with a perforated eardrum. Poor guy! We finally got Jack home and in bed around 11pm and we've been taking it easy all day.
isn't so little anymore. Today is Jack's 3rd birthday and it's a bittersweet one for sure. He's not a baby anymore... he's a 3-year-old boy! My heart jumps with joy that he's growing and changing so much each day but at the same time I want to freeze him at this age forever. He's so sweet and wants to cuddle and snuggle with me (when he's not pouncing on me) and loves to give Eskimo kisses and smooches on the cheeks. I know he won't want to do that forever and I'm just cherishing it now. (Not that I want him to... can you imagine an 18-year-old man seeing his parents off with Eskimo kisses when they drop him off at college. Yeah, that'd be strange.)
Jack and the HUGE train that we parked next to. When he saw it he exclaimed, "WOAH! Look at that Mommy!"
Mommy, Jack, and Locomotive 771
Jack on the train, taking it all in.
Peering out the window.
Daddy and Jack in the little caboose.
With Thomas!
Inside Locomotive 771