That pretty much describes our family. Busy, busy, Bees! Yesterday, we put Nicolas in a new school. He starts preschool in August, so I wanted him to go a month early to acclimate. Thank goodness, I did that. He is just so sensitive. He cried for hours. I stayed with him for about an hour and then left. There were about 30 children in his classroom. The school is very nice and clean. He will be able to go swimming in the afternoons pretty soon. They have a computer room for the preschool kids. And, they have internet access to his room.
I went home, and could not concentrate on anything but my little baby, so at noon I went back to the school to check on him. When I walked into the cafeteria, I could see immediately that he had a rough morning. His eyes were so swollen. I laughed though, because he was sitting at a table surrounded by 8 girls. I guess he knew where to get his hugs and kisses. I asked him if he wanted to come home and he said no. He wanted to stay there. Yippee, I was so proud of him.
Then I took my husband to the hospital to be scoped again for the third time. He has GED or acid reflux. Anyone think that is a laughing matter, well it is not. My DH cousin died this year from throat cancer (age 42 and three kids). A very very sad day. I think my DH suffered alot from Steven’s death, and whenever his GED acts up he goes straight to the doctor. We spent three hours in the hospital, and thank goodness everything was ok. He has a hernia, but nothing to worry about, and nothing that needs immediate attention. Eat well, exercise and stay healthy were the doctor’s orders. Then we got his blood pressure and chloresterol results, which were the exact opposite. Blood pressure is high and chloresterol levels were way too high. It must be my german cooking.
After the hospital we picked up my son, drove to the pharmacy to pick up some medication, hit the Farmers Market on the way home, and finally arrived at about 4:00pm to a messy house. To think I had to clean, and make dinner was just too overwhelming today. So I convinced my DH to go out to dinner. Lucky me I know.
