McKay's boo-boos
This is how McKay looked when we brought him home from the hospital. They couldn't get his IV, so they tried every limb he had. They were successful in his foot.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
My Hurt Baby! 1/21/2010
McKay's boo-boosThis is how McKay looked when we brought him home from the hospital. They couldn't get his IV, so they tried every limb he had. They were successful in his foot.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
2009 Reviewed
Christina has been asking me to write a short review of what happened in 2009. This would essentially be the little letter in our Christmas cards, if we had ever gotten around to actually sending Christmas cards...
2009 began and ended at the same place: at the Meiers' cabin in Island Park, Idaho. The journeys between reached much further.
We were living in Blanding, Utah, where I did research for Recapture Metals. Christina worked part time as a substitute for the elementary school and Head Start preschool, when she wasn't taking care of our new puppy Bella. We were still processing the news of our new addition, who popped onto the radar in early November, 2008.
Bella, January 2009
I was also in the process of applying to medical schools. This process took us to Denver in February, where I was accepted to Rocky Vista College of Medicine. Even though we didn't have anywhere else to go yet, it didn't feel right and we declined the opportunity.
Christina at the aquarium in Denver, February 2009
In March, we passed through Denver again, this time on the way to Des Moines, Iowa, and Kirksville, Missouri, for more medical school interviews. During the trip, we slipped over into Illinois to see the Mississippi river and briefly visit Nauvoo. This little detour meant we passed through eight states in a nearly-week-long road trip (Utah, Colorado, Wyoming, Nebraska, Iowa, Illinois, Missouri and Kansas). The results of the road trip (no acceptances) were more frustrating (especially considering the declined acceptance at Rocky Vista), is was a good bonding time for Christina and I, and the closest thing to a vacation we've taken since being married.
Michael and Christina at the Mississippi River, March 2009
My final medical interview didn't happen until late April, which meant I didn't hold out much hope, figuring most spots had already been filled. It was at Midwestern University in Phoenix, Arizona. We again loaded up and took a road trip, visiting my SUU friend Jeff David during our stay. I felt the interview went well, but the school's response came slowly, which meant only one thing: the wait-list.
Seeing that I didn't have seat in any school in the fall, we found a new apartment in Blanding and settled in for a longer stay than originally expected. We got an offer to attend a Master's of Public Health program in Philadelphia, with a scholarship, and that tugged at our conscience for a while, but again, it just didn't feel right.
We spent July getting ready for McKay's big debut, which came right on schedule: July 20 at 12:37 a.m. (and after only 6 hours of labor for his Mommy). He gave us a little scare at first, coming out looking limp and blue with the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck, and it took Dr. Curtis Black a very long minute or two to get the little bugger to scream (and since then, he hasn't stopped... just kidding!)
McKay, July 2009
Other than an unexpected move from the Blanding birthing center to the Monticello Hospital (space concerns, not medical reasons), all went well and we packaged up our little bundle and headed home on July 22. A quick check of the answering machine changed our plans again: Midwestern University had offered me a seat for the upcoming school year.
This decision wasn't as easy as most people expect. We had a lot to comprehend at that time. We had just moved, and just settled in for more time Blanding, and we had a brand new baby on our minds. Nonetheless, after some startling quick deliberations (we had 24 hours to make the decision), we jumped in with two feet and accepted the offer. Class started less than two weeks from that day.
A few days later we loaded our tiny baby into our tiny car and headed to Phoenix. We didn't get far -- just far enough to be stranded -- when the car quit. Two hours, a car ride with a stranger and an awkward call to my parents later, my amazing mom and dad showed up with a trailer and we loaded the car and headed back to Blanding.
We were able to get the car fixed, but we didn't make it back to Phoenix before school started. We followed a recommendation from some new-found friends and landed at the Canyon Ridge Apartments in Surprise, Arizona.
As time can often do, the months slowly dragged by very quickly, and I finished my first quarter. I was proud of my performance and enjoying medical school more than I expected too. Trips to Utah for Thanksgiving and Christmas, and then to Idaho for the week after Christmas topped off an eventful 2009.
I am still enjoying school, Christina is still trying to love Phoenix, McKay is still growing faster than the national debt and Bella is still chasing a tennis ball like a river chases the ocean.
We are health and happy and waiting for all the excitement a new year may hold.
Happy 2010!
2009 began and ended at the same place: at the Meiers' cabin in Island Park, Idaho. The journeys between reached much further.
We were living in Blanding, Utah, where I did research for Recapture Metals. Christina worked part time as a substitute for the elementary school and Head Start preschool, when she wasn't taking care of our new puppy Bella. We were still processing the news of our new addition, who popped onto the radar in early November, 2008.
Bella, January 2009I was also in the process of applying to medical schools. This process took us to Denver in February, where I was accepted to Rocky Vista College of Medicine. Even though we didn't have anywhere else to go yet, it didn't feel right and we declined the opportunity.
Christina at the aquarium in Denver, February 2009In March, we passed through Denver again, this time on the way to Des Moines, Iowa, and Kirksville, Missouri, for more medical school interviews. During the trip, we slipped over into Illinois to see the Mississippi river and briefly visit Nauvoo. This little detour meant we passed through eight states in a nearly-week-long road trip (Utah, Colorado, Wyoming, Nebraska, Iowa, Illinois, Missouri and Kansas). The results of the road trip (no acceptances) were more frustrating (especially considering the declined acceptance at Rocky Vista), is was a good bonding time for Christina and I, and the closest thing to a vacation we've taken since being married.
Michael and Christina at the Mississippi River, March 2009My final medical interview didn't happen until late April, which meant I didn't hold out much hope, figuring most spots had already been filled. It was at Midwestern University in Phoenix, Arizona. We again loaded up and took a road trip, visiting my SUU friend Jeff David during our stay. I felt the interview went well, but the school's response came slowly, which meant only one thing: the wait-list.
Seeing that I didn't have seat in any school in the fall, we found a new apartment in Blanding and settled in for a longer stay than originally expected. We got an offer to attend a Master's of Public Health program in Philadelphia, with a scholarship, and that tugged at our conscience for a while, but again, it just didn't feel right.
We spent July getting ready for McKay's big debut, which came right on schedule: July 20 at 12:37 a.m. (and after only 6 hours of labor for his Mommy). He gave us a little scare at first, coming out looking limp and blue with the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck, and it took Dr. Curtis Black a very long minute or two to get the little bugger to scream (and since then, he hasn't stopped... just kidding!)
McKay, July 2009Other than an unexpected move from the Blanding birthing center to the Monticello Hospital (space concerns, not medical reasons), all went well and we packaged up our little bundle and headed home on July 22. A quick check of the answering machine changed our plans again: Midwestern University had offered me a seat for the upcoming school year.
This decision wasn't as easy as most people expect. We had a lot to comprehend at that time. We had just moved, and just settled in for more time Blanding, and we had a brand new baby on our minds. Nonetheless, after some startling quick deliberations (we had 24 hours to make the decision), we jumped in with two feet and accepted the offer. Class started less than two weeks from that day.
A few days later we loaded our tiny baby into our tiny car and headed to Phoenix. We didn't get far -- just far enough to be stranded -- when the car quit. Two hours, a car ride with a stranger and an awkward call to my parents later, my amazing mom and dad showed up with a trailer and we loaded the car and headed back to Blanding.
We were able to get the car fixed, but we didn't make it back to Phoenix before school started. We followed a recommendation from some new-found friends and landed at the Canyon Ridge Apartments in Surprise, Arizona.
As time can often do, the months slowly dragged by very quickly, and I finished my first quarter. I was proud of my performance and enjoying medical school more than I expected too. Trips to Utah for Thanksgiving and Christmas, and then to Idaho for the week after Christmas topped off an eventful 2009.
I am still enjoying school, Christina is still trying to love Phoenix, McKay is still growing faster than the national debt and Bella is still chasing a tennis ball like a river chases the ocean.
We are health and happy and waiting for all the excitement a new year may hold.
Happy 2010!
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Winter Break
Here are the pics from our Christmas break. We had a great time on our fast-and-furious two-week break that spanned three states.
I won't bore you with all the details, but here are the highlights:
Two days "enjoying the Phoenix weather" -- One day of family photographs in beautiful warm sunshine, one day at the Phoenix Zoo in a monsoon-like rainstorm.
Two days in Blanding in the deepest snow San Juan County has seen in years.
One evening in Salt Lake City and eight days in sub-zero temperature and waist-deep snow in Idaho.
Two points of interest:
1) Not many people load up the van and head north from the Valley of the Sun because they actually miss snow up to their belly buttons.
2) In five months of life, our little McKay has experienced temperatures as low as -15 F and as high as 118 F.
OK, OK, enough rambling. Here are the pictures:
I won't bore you with all the details, but here are the highlights:
Two days "enjoying the Phoenix weather" -- One day of family photographs in beautiful warm sunshine, one day at the Phoenix Zoo in a monsoon-like rainstorm.
Two days in Blanding in the deepest snow San Juan County has seen in years.
One evening in Salt Lake City and eight days in sub-zero temperature and waist-deep snow in Idaho.
Two points of interest:
1) Not many people load up the van and head north from the Valley of the Sun because they actually miss snow up to their belly buttons.
2) In five months of life, our little McKay has experienced temperatures as low as -15 F and as high as 118 F.
OK, OK, enough rambling. Here are the pictures:
McKay and his best dog Bella.
McKay with his toes in the grass.
McKay and Christina enjoying the warm weather.
McKay meets his first calf, who actually seemed interested in meeting him. This was at the Phoenix Zoo. It seems weird for us to meet a calf at the zoo (zoo means lions and tigers and bears to me), but we were hiding from the rain in the barn and the calf was feeling friendly, so we snapped some cute pics!
Merry Christmas!
McKay getting dressed for his first snow experience. (Doesn't he look excited?)
McKay in the snow. This is less than a week after the picture of McKay in the green grass. (notice the similarity in the pose)
McKay and Michael snowshoeing.
McKay all ready for his sled ride with Christina.
He spent the first stretch of the ride sitting up and taking in the sights, but at some point it got overwhelming, so...
McKay closed his eyes and enjoyed the ride in his sleep!
And, of course, snow means sledding!
I'm clearing the track.
And Christina is looking graceful on her trip down.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Long Departure
As I've seen many others do, I decided that the new year meant I needed to update our blog. Its been a long busy time since we last made an appearance.
November was a whirlwind. I had a quarter break plus Thanksgiving break at school, so it was off to Utah for two weeks. We spent a few pleasant days in Blanding with my folks before loading up and re-entering the Salt Lake Valley for the first time since May.
We spent time with Christina's family and then blessed our little blessing the evening before Thanksgiving. That made an awesome opportunity to see family and even a few long lost friends (Thanks Ben/Mikelle and Ashley/Preston!!)
Before the blessing, we also met my sister Caroline and her family on Temple Square for a little while before the cold got too cold for us Southerners. We did snap this cute picture of McKay in the brisk air.
Thanksgiving held all the usual fares, and we were fortunate enough take part in two! We first ate with my Dad's (nearly) entire family. This is a fairly rare occurrence, and it gave me the opportunity to catch up with uncles, aunts, etc., that I haven't seen for years, including my Uncle Steven and his wife Kaelin. This was important to me, as I lived with Steven and Kaelin for nearly a year before my mission, but like is prone to happen, our lives had diverged and contact had slipped away. I was excited to show off McKay and Kaelin told me how he reminded her of her first son Kyle when he was a baby.
We left the Nielson Thanksgiving just in time to make it to the Meier Thanksgiving at Christina's parents' house. The rolls were good. I was too full to taste much else (but I'm sure it was delicious!).
We returned to Phoenix Sunday night and my traditional check-in call became an unforgettable moment in my life. I was walking Bella to the mail box when my mom told me Aunt Kaelin had died. She had an undiagnosed brain aneurysm that ruptured without any warning.
Forgive me for a moment. My Aunt Kaelin actually played an important and significant role in my life. I often felt guilty because communication between us had slipped away. I was already grateful that I got to see her (and her family) on Thanksgiving. Now I can only attribute it to God's grace.
I am thankful for Thanksgiving this year. It means a lot more than a slice of turkey with the family. Kaelin was 38. She left three teenage sons behind. I remember those sons so well when they were small, and still am surprised sometimes when I see how grown up they are now. I can clearly remember Kaelin and the boys meeting me in the Salt Lake airport when I returned from my LDS mission in Jamaica. The boys were standing there, waving Jamaican flags and wearing these goofy knit hats I had sent them and smiling.
We returned to Utah in less than a week. Unfortunately, I couldn't make to the funeral in Hooper, Utah, but I did make it the graveside service at the cemetary in Blanding. I have a new memory of the boys. They aren't smiling now, but they aren't crying either. They are standing in the cold while their mother is laid to rest and they look, well, they look confident. They look grown up. They look amazingly faithful. They look more like men than I feel like. They look peaceful.
I have a tendency to be a bit more emotional than is fashionable for most men. My emotions must have shown through a little more than I intended, because after the ceremony, Kaelin's middle son Richard came a hugged me. "Are you OK?" he asks. "I'll be alright. I should be asking you. I don't think I could handle this as well as you are," I reply. "I believe in the gospel," he said, looking me in the eyes. "That's my comfort."
It isn't just in his appearance. He is more of a man than I am. Richard also wrote this poem and recited it at the funeral:
My Mother
My mother lying there so peacefully
All the memories I've shared with her
She was there to help very thoroughly
Everyday and all the time together
My mother lying in her hospital bed
Awaiting her journey onward, homeward
She has helped many, and left them in her sted
She was steadfast and very empowered
My mother leaving us physically
I need her more than you can imagine
She is here with me emotionally
She left us so fast so tragically
My mother I will see her again
I don't know how long that will be
I may not have showed it but she was my best friend
I will try to be the man she wanted me to be.
Unbelievable courage.
I didn't intend to spend this long on the funeral. I almost didn't even mention it. But once I started, the words seemed to fall uncontrollably from the keyboard onto the screen in front of me. Again, forgive me. I hope others can be as touched by the faith of Kaelin's sons as I have been.
November was a whirlwind. I had a quarter break plus Thanksgiving break at school, so it was off to Utah for two weeks. We spent a few pleasant days in Blanding with my folks before loading up and re-entering the Salt Lake Valley for the first time since May.
We spent time with Christina's family and then blessed our little blessing the evening before Thanksgiving. That made an awesome opportunity to see family and even a few long lost friends (Thanks Ben/Mikelle and Ashley/Preston!!)
Before the blessing, we also met my sister Caroline and her family on Temple Square for a little while before the cold got too cold for us Southerners. We did snap this cute picture of McKay in the brisk air.
Thanksgiving held all the usual fares, and we were fortunate enough take part in two! We first ate with my Dad's (nearly) entire family. This is a fairly rare occurrence, and it gave me the opportunity to catch up with uncles, aunts, etc., that I haven't seen for years, including my Uncle Steven and his wife Kaelin. This was important to me, as I lived with Steven and Kaelin for nearly a year before my mission, but like is prone to happen, our lives had diverged and contact had slipped away. I was excited to show off McKay and Kaelin told me how he reminded her of her first son Kyle when he was a baby.We left the Nielson Thanksgiving just in time to make it to the Meier Thanksgiving at Christina's parents' house. The rolls were good. I was too full to taste much else (but I'm sure it was delicious!).
We returned to Phoenix Sunday night and my traditional check-in call became an unforgettable moment in my life. I was walking Bella to the mail box when my mom told me Aunt Kaelin had died. She had an undiagnosed brain aneurysm that ruptured without any warning.
Forgive me for a moment. My Aunt Kaelin actually played an important and significant role in my life. I often felt guilty because communication between us had slipped away. I was already grateful that I got to see her (and her family) on Thanksgiving. Now I can only attribute it to God's grace.
I am thankful for Thanksgiving this year. It means a lot more than a slice of turkey with the family. Kaelin was 38. She left three teenage sons behind. I remember those sons so well when they were small, and still am surprised sometimes when I see how grown up they are now. I can clearly remember Kaelin and the boys meeting me in the Salt Lake airport when I returned from my LDS mission in Jamaica. The boys were standing there, waving Jamaican flags and wearing these goofy knit hats I had sent them and smiling.
We returned to Utah in less than a week. Unfortunately, I couldn't make to the funeral in Hooper, Utah, but I did make it the graveside service at the cemetary in Blanding. I have a new memory of the boys. They aren't smiling now, but they aren't crying either. They are standing in the cold while their mother is laid to rest and they look, well, they look confident. They look grown up. They look amazingly faithful. They look more like men than I feel like. They look peaceful.
I have a tendency to be a bit more emotional than is fashionable for most men. My emotions must have shown through a little more than I intended, because after the ceremony, Kaelin's middle son Richard came a hugged me. "Are you OK?" he asks. "I'll be alright. I should be asking you. I don't think I could handle this as well as you are," I reply. "I believe in the gospel," he said, looking me in the eyes. "That's my comfort."
It isn't just in his appearance. He is more of a man than I am. Richard also wrote this poem and recited it at the funeral:
My Mother
My mother lying there so peacefully
All the memories I've shared with her
She was there to help very thoroughly
Everyday and all the time together
My mother lying in her hospital bed
Awaiting her journey onward, homeward
She has helped many, and left them in her sted
She was steadfast and very empowered
My mother leaving us physically
I need her more than you can imagine
She is here with me emotionally
She left us so fast so tragically
My mother I will see her again
I don't know how long that will be
I may not have showed it but she was my best friend
I will try to be the man she wanted me to be.
Unbelievable courage.
I didn't intend to spend this long on the funeral. I almost didn't even mention it. But once I started, the words seemed to fall uncontrollably from the keyboard onto the screen in front of me. Again, forgive me. I hope others can be as touched by the faith of Kaelin's sons as I have been.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Rough weekend
It was a rough weekend but also fun. McKay was just one last week crying, screaming, I felt like we were back in his colicky days. On Friday Michael spent 2 1/2 hours trying to help me put McKay down for a nap. Friday was a bad day in general.
To start it off Thursday night Michael got down on the floor to play with McKay and he couldn't get back up. He couldn't' bend over. He was in so much pain, I've never seen Michael in so much pain. I really thought I was going to have to make a bed right there on the floor. We finally got him to bed, he told me I wasn't a very nice nurse because I was mean to him. It's because he wasn't laying straight so the ice pack would say on and I tried to move him but he wouldn't. And the McKay kept waking up through the night.
To start it off Thursday night Michael got down on the floor to play with McKay and he couldn't get back up. He couldn't' bend over. He was in so much pain, I've never seen Michael in so much pain. I really thought I was going to have to make a bed right there on the floor. We finally got him to bed, he told me I wasn't a very nice nurse because I was mean to him. It's because he wasn't laying straight so the ice pack would say on and I tried to move him but he wouldn't. And the McKay kept waking up through the night.
Friday morning Michael still couldn't move. So I helped him get dressed and drove him over to the Midwestern clinic to see if they could OMM back together. Crack his back or something. Unfortunally the Dr. was clueless in what Michael needed. So I took him back home we ate some lunch, In the mean time I tried to put McKay down for a much needed nap. Like I said before Michael tried for 2 1/2 hours. Michael decided he would try to drive myself to school and go to his last two classes. After he left, I loaded McKay in his car seat and starting driving. I drove around for an hour so this kid would sleep. He fell asleep as soon as I started driving the problem was if I stop I knew he would wake up. I went to the mall and of course McKay woke up but at least he wasn't screaming. I made my way home and McKay fell asleep again. Michael and I got home around the same time he helped me carry in McKay. we put him in this room car seat and all. Michael did unbuckle him
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Some Videos
Hey, all. I finally figured out how to get videos from the cell phone to the computer to the internet. It was not exactly easy, and the video quality is obvious pretty crappy, but here they are! (I'm still not 100% sure it was worth the effort...)
McKay rolls over:
McKay jumping in his bouncer:
McKay rolls over:
McKay jumping in his bouncer:
Friday, November 6, 2009
One week and counting!!!!!
Next Friday I will be in the car and driving home to see my family that I haven't seen in months!!!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Dangling baby
So I just went to the store to buy another toy for McKay, because I am desperate to keep him calm and quiet for a moment. As some for you might not know McKay screams most of the day, because he suffers from reflux and Colic. And because of those things he doesn't take naps, which leaves me with one cranky baby, which makes for very long days. We have taken him to the doctor without much success. I felt like the doctor didn’t take us seriously. “Oh another parent who can’t handle a little fussy baby. Parents these days, don’t they know baby fuss?” Yes I know babies fuss, I just had no idea it would be this much. And he would scream bloody murder most of the day.
They did put him on something for his reflux, but it hasn’t made much of a difference. We did see a moment of happiness for about 4 days. We have tried other things Mylicon, Gripe water, Tylenol (because we thought maybe he was teething), crazy diets (like not eating dairy, fruits, spaghetti sauce). But nothing seems to help. I really don't like giving him a bunch of junk, but what else can you do?) Hopefully he will just grow out of soon. If anyone has any ideas, I’m game.
But this is beside the point. So I bought a door jumper. I thought he would like it because today he just wanted me to hold him up so he could stand. Well after a while of getting kicked and my arms got tried I had a better idea. He liked it for all of ten minutes. I think Bella thinks it’s really a new toy for her. Luckily it didn't cost too much and I got it at a second hand store.
I put the box under him because the jumper was too high and he doesn't weigh enough to reach the floor, also I couldn't figure out how to lower it. Don't worry it's not like he is going to hang himself. That thought came to me when I was putting the box under him. I feel like I'm setting up for a hanging.
Sometimes I don't know what to do with Bella, she is a funny dog. She kept pawing a McKay so it was pushing him. Whatever keeps those two entrained! I think he just liked dangling there.
They did put him on something for his reflux, but it hasn’t made much of a difference. We did see a moment of happiness for about 4 days. We have tried other things Mylicon, Gripe water, Tylenol (because we thought maybe he was teething), crazy diets (like not eating dairy, fruits, spaghetti sauce). But nothing seems to help. I really don't like giving him a bunch of junk, but what else can you do?) Hopefully he will just grow out of soon. If anyone has any ideas, I’m game.
But this is beside the point. So I bought a door jumper. I thought he would like it because today he just wanted me to hold him up so he could stand. Well after a while of getting kicked and my arms got tried I had a better idea. He liked it for all of ten minutes. I think Bella thinks it’s really a new toy for her. Luckily it didn't cost too much and I got it at a second hand store.
I put the box under him because the jumper was too high and he doesn't weigh enough to reach the floor, also I couldn't figure out how to lower it. Don't worry it's not like he is going to hang himself. That thought came to me when I was putting the box under him. I feel like I'm setting up for a hanging.
Sometimes I don't know what to do with Bella, she is a funny dog. She kept pawing a McKay so it was pushing him. Whatever keeps those two entrained! I think he just liked dangling there.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Halloween
So after Michael got done studying last Saturday, which was Halloween. He took me shooting like he promised, which was so great and very much needed. It had been one of those days with McKay. It's a really big shooting range, (Ben Avery Shooting Facility) even the archery area is huge.
Michael not very happy, because his little wifey out shot him. :)
A little rusty, but we haven't been shooting since I was 8 months pregnant. So I was feeling pretty good about my shooting.
Michael shooting!!
Me shooting, I love the saguaro cactus be hide me. I don’t know why, I just think they are so cool!!
McKay slept the whole time, so nice. It had been a hard day. He is also still in his PJ's! Great parents we are!
Michael carried McKay up the mountain in his carseat, the stroller isn't the best for off-road.
We played a little game, who could get in the kill zone first. Michael's arrow in the antler, Mine? Let's just say I was pretty pleased with it. Not the kill zone but It would have a least done some damage. I really think Michael let me win our little game so I would feel better. Because I had another rough day with McKay screaming most of the day. And I really had a great time!!
I was having such a great time I forgot my bow at the last target. Michael thought that was so funny, he just had to take a picture!!We got home at 7 pm and didn't get one trick-or-treaters. Oh well, I guess we just missed them all.
Michael not very happy, because his little wifey out shot him. :)
A little rusty, but we haven't been shooting since I was 8 months pregnant. So I was feeling pretty good about my shooting.
Michael shooting!!
Me shooting, I love the saguaro cactus be hide me. I don’t know why, I just think they are so cool!!
McKay slept the whole time, so nice. It had been a hard day. He is also still in his PJ's! Great parents we are!
Michael carried McKay up the mountain in his carseat, the stroller isn't the best for off-road.
We played a little game, who could get in the kill zone first. Michael's arrow in the antler, Mine? Let's just say I was pretty pleased with it. Not the kill zone but It would have a least done some damage. I really think Michael let me win our little game so I would feel better. Because I had another rough day with McKay screaming most of the day. And I really had a great time!!
I was having such a great time I forgot my bow at the last target. Michael thought that was so funny, he just had to take a picture!!We got home at 7 pm and didn't get one trick-or-treaters. Oh well, I guess we just missed them all. Thanks again dear for letting win. You are the best!!!
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