I haven't blogged for a while and it's mostly due to illness. Friday night after Jack's first week of Kindergarten, he had horrible nightmares, up four times. It was horrible. He was up two other times other than nightmares; once claiming he was hungry and the other time during a thunderstorm. It was a doozy-of-a-night to say the least. He wouldn't eat breakfast and I knew something was brewing. Around lunchtime, he started vomiting and didn't stop for 40 hours. It was super fabulous as most people who read/look at my blog know I have a complete and real vomit phobia. No joke. It's as real to me as anything that may be your worst fear. Thankfully, I have the most calm and laid back husband (about medical/sick issues at least). It was the weekend and he took care of all the sick stuff. I was able to keep Ben downstairs with me and Jack and Sam pretty much stayed upstairs.
On Sunday, we found out three of our neighbors' boys were sick, too, all with the same thing. To make a long story short, they all caught a bug at the neighborhood pool. It had been closed due to a report of a parasite a swimmer was diagnosed with after they "had an accident" in the pool? Lovely, I know. The vomiting stopped at 4 a.m. on Monday morning. He didn't eat solid foods until Tuesday afternoon. He lived on popscicles and gatorade. I kept him home from school through Wednesday and only sending him for a half day on Thursday. Friday, he went all day but continued to really not eat much of anything. Today, he ate his first normal-amount breakfast.
Although Sam was the "vomit keeper", I somehow ended up catching the bug this past weekend - a milder version, thank goodness. I'm really hoping that we can all stay healthy for the upcoming long Labor Day weekend. Is that too much to ask?
We put it on the patio side tables.
We put it on our face.
(on the table)
Jack is literally sitting on the pot.
He looks like he's sitting on the pot and praying. Leading Ben in prayer as well.
The super-man cape is a bonus to the pot-sitting.
I've got a little dirt on my face. I'm still handsome.
I love this picture. This is one night when they had popcorn while watching (maybe that is why it kept Ben's attention?)
Glued to the tube. This is a different night.
I would love to know how old I am. I look about the 18-month range.
The best picture by far. One plane came right over our house, literally like we could have thrown a ball and hit it. 
Most of the stunts were far away. I think they were regrouping when they flew so close to the house.
Jack's totally more into his cars than the air show.
The air show was serious business as you can see.
The best time for me was Ben-watching.
Jack sampled the goods as usual.
The boys hanging out and watching cartoons.
Ben's little angel face. 
Doesn't look like it's bothering him much, doesn't it?
Kids are adorable when they're asleep (for more reasons than for just how they look :)
Jack's classroom
Jack on the first day, getting ready to head to the bus stop.
Here it comes...
Ms. Ruth is the bus driver's name. Here he is in the first row. 
...and there he goes. First day.
Ben's head had been on Jack's chest. Clearly Jack likes the attention from his brother as you can see.
Jennifer, Madison and Lauren. They are growing up so fast.
The boys exploring.
