Yea! School's out. Most parents love having their kids in school but I love it when Rylie is home. As long as she is not fighting with her sister she is a really big helper. I'm usually paranoid when she's not with me and I don't know what she's doing. Maybe it's a control issue I have but I like to have my kids with me so I know exactly what's happening with them. Maybe it could be because I'm over protective too. Even if it appears I'm not watching them I know exactly what they are doing and where they are at. So, I'm glad she is home. She started t-ball and surprisingly loves it. She is dying for summer weather. My kids love to play outside but it never seems to stop raining long enough for them to enjoy summer vacation.
Brynlie is also wishing for better weather. She loves riding her bike and is always asking to go swimming. I decided not to do swim lessons this year because Brynlie wouldn't be learning anything new because she would be in the same class as last year. Rylie would be in a new level but the dates available for swim lessons wouldn't have worked with our schedule. It seemed that the dates that they had left we had something planned on one of the days and for the money we pay I'm not going to have the girls miss a day of lessons. So I guess I'll just have to take the girls to the pool several times so they can practice what they already know.
Easton is getting to be such a big boy. He is 7 months old now. No crawling yet. He seems to be content on having me carry him around everywhere. He doesn't even try to make crawling movements, he'll just sit and play with toys and then raise his arms up when he wants to be picked up. He has four teeth now. They all came in at the same time. One bottom one first, then the top two and finally the last bottom one. All within days of each other. He was miserable and so was I. He is a typical man and is extra sensitive to pain and sickness. He finally for the first time in his little life slept through the night. He has been really sick lately and hasn't been getting any sleep. He just cries all night long and would only sleep if he was being held. He had a fever and I can only guess a sore throat. He was drooling a lot and wouldn't eat or drink and he would cry almost non stop. Then yesterday when I thought he was starting to get better he starts vomiting. No, it wasn't spit up it was retching, projectile vomiting. He was so pale and lethargic it scared me to death. He threw up 6 times and I thought I was going to have to take him to insta care. He eventually fell asleep and slept the entire night. He never woke up and it scared me so I kept going in to check on him throughout the night. I finally had a night to sleep but I was so worried that I couldn't sleep. When he woke up this morning it was like he was a new kid. He was happy and playing and didn't act sick except for a little cough. He finally started to eat and he even went down for a three hour nap. I guess the little guy was so tired from being sick.
