An update

I realized that I haven't posted for a while. Well, that because we've been playin'. A few weeks ago we took Jack to a High School football game. He made it until about half time before he was just totally done. It will be interesting to see how he handles the basketball games this winter. (For those who don't know or don't recall, Hardy is a basketball coach).

Then we took a fun trip to Idaho to visit my sister while Hardy was out of town. Jack just loved playing with his cousins. He thinks they are terribly clever and hilarious.

He and cousin Alex loved to play on the stairs which was good because Jack seemed to believe Alex when he showed him that you have to go down backwards. He thinks I'm just kidding when I tell him that.

While in town we stopped in to visit Jack's heart buddy Grant. It was so fun visit with you Alli!

On Friday we went to the zoo to see all the baby animals. We loved the little giraffe, and that baby elephant is so adorable.

Last night was Grandpa's birthday so we had a party.

Happy Birthday Grandpa! We love you!

Jack loved the cake, but then spent the night throwing up, so I don't know if it just had too many oreos in it or if he caught another bug. I swear he has been sick ever since he turned 1. If this is indicative of what winter is going to be like, I am really going to have to quarantine. I just can't bear to think about it quite yet.

Feeling better and getting out

A round of antibiotics later and Jack is feeling much better. He's now back to his usual busy, helpful self.

He helped dad make pancakes for breakfast by emptying the contents of all the drawers he could reach.
Then we went to the Utah State Fair. Jack loved the goats and cows, not so much the Bear Show.

And on Saturday Jack and I went to the Intermountain Healing Hearts Walk. There were probably 500 people in attendance. It was wonderful. We got to see Heart buddies (below are Teagan, Gracie and Daxton and their moms) and get to know some new families.

At the Walk they had a beautiful Angel ceremony and butterfly release recognizing those children who have lost their battles with CHDs. I was so sad this morning to read that another one of our Heart friends joined that group last night. Sweet Cali was just over a week old and after a valiant fight and numerous proceedures, she returned to the loving arms of our Heavenly Father. Our thoughts and prayers are with the Orrock family.

Jack's Trick

I think it's hilarious when Jack does this trick, and so does he. I was so happy I finally caught it on tape.

He's getting much more vocal these days and will answer questions with "Ya" or "Nah." In the last few days he's even finally started signing "all done" and "more." Communication is such a nice thing when trying to figure out what in the world a 1 year old wants.

Bumps, coughs and misery

Poor Jack. This past weekend he and I went to Swiss Days in Midway then up to my parents cabin for the night. On Saturday he came down with a fever which lasted through Monday. His fever finally broke and he seemed to be perking up yesterday, then last night he got glassey eyes and miserable again. He woke up this morning with a rash and has hardly eaten in days, so I finally broke down and called the pediatrician.

Diagnosis? Double ear infection which is why he is miserable, a bad reaction to his MMR vaccination which caused the measel's like rash and high fevers, and possible pertussis (or whooping cough) causing the terrible coughing fits he's been having at night for the past few weeks. Poor little fella. The result - we had a very excited Labor Day weekend that mostly involved me holding a listless Jack since he refuses to go to anyone else right now. And all the fun things I had planned to do for Hardy's birthday today? Umm, ya, instead of going out for a nice dinner tonight like we had planned, Hardy and I met at the pediatricians office, ordered pizza, and he's now off filling Jack's perscription. Happy Birthday honey :)

A Sand Box

Jack is getting so busy these days. Earlier this week he discovered that he could walk around the house by himself by pushing a laundry basket. The problem is that they don't turn very well so he's contantly getting stuck and throws a fit until I get him unstuck. Let's just say it's not my favorite game. He's got a car and a walker too that he pushes everywhere, but nothing is quite as fun as holding onto mommy.

His new thing is that at 7 AM (yes, I'm still in my pj's) he likes to grab my fingers, lead me to the back door and pound on it until I take him outside where he heads straight for his swing and then to dig in the dirt. I'm not a big fan of him digging in my flower gardens and picking my flowers, so a couple of days ago we decided to make him a sandbox. We already had a spot ready under the playhouse, we just needed some sand.

Well, look who thinks he's pretty hot stuff sitting in his very own sand box?

It is now a regular activity, but I sometimes suspect that he likes to dig primarily because he knows that I will then let him play in the water after to hose him off. Every day he gets a little busier, and every day I am grateful.