Let's see, if we sum this weekend up in a few short words they'd be: trains, crunchy leaves, and croup. Man, croup just had to cramp our fall style this weekend.
Saturday was a pretty easy going day to start out with. After spending some time outside letting the chickens out (and chasing them), we came back inside to warm up. Yes, it's that time of year when I get too cold after thirty minutes of being outside. Call me weak, but in my defense, there were frozen snowflakes covering the porch so it really was cold. I digress. We broke out the train set in the morning and that little Conner spent hours watching that train go all around the track. Hours, people. Hours. How does it even keep his attention that long? I mean he did take a few breaks here and there to run his Tonka truck around the house.
There was nothing really exciting or out of the norm for our Saturday morning and early afternoon. Right about 3:30 is where things took a little turn for us around here. Conner woke up from his nap, and Joe and I could hear him struggling to breathe. Where did that come from? Shoes on. Time to make a little run to the urgent care. And how do these things only happen on the weekend after the normal doctor's office is closed?
In the end, they quickly pinpointed it to be croup and an ear infection in one of his ears. Those darn ear infections. I can never tell when he has one since he never leads us on to them bothering him. Anyway, they gave him a steroid shot and a breathing treatment. I'm sure you can guess he didn't care for either. Joe and I were impressed though because we were out the door after only 1 hour. Talk about never being that lucky with timing at an urgent care.
Saturday Pics:
We are so grateful and blessed to be able to walk to the end of our driveway and have this as our view. This right here is a perfect, crisp fall morning.
The yard only had a few leaves Friday night, and we woke up to this.
We also woke up to pretty little snowflakes that I don't care to see until December.
It was time to retire Conner's current diapers and move him up to the size large. Look at that size difference. I want this whole growing up thing to slow down.
Sunday was a little more fun. We didn't want to take him anywhere to keep other kiddos safe even though the doctor said he'd probably be fine, so we had plenty of play time at home. One thing we were told was to let him breathe cold air to help. So we played with the train (again), and bundled up for some outside fun in the yard.
Conner led the way to let the chickens out and then discovered that Daddy made one huge leaf pile in the backyard just for him to play in. There was no explanation needed for what to do when you see a leaf pile, and that little boy wasted no time. He jumped in that pile at full speed like he was jumping into a swimming pool. Talk about having an awesome dad that will save all the leaves from the yard just to play in and then have to go back a clean up the mess again.
And of course, since we were in the backyard, we had to go on a hike through the woods. Conner found every tree stump out there to climb and jump off of. I, on the other hand, found bear scat. I haven't seen any signs of bear since we first bought our house so I wasn't overly thrilled to see it close to the house. I'd rather come across a cheetah than a bear. I am not a fan.
Joe and I have been meaning to carve Conner's pumpkin with him that he picked out, but somehow these days fly by so fast that it's unfair. We're looking forward to cutting open that top and letting that little boys dig his hands in and get dirty!
Sunday Pics:
Lately, this little thirsty bird has been trying to figure out how to drink from two cups at the same time.
All of us still love the fact that he can sit in the dump truck bed. We've had him sitting in there since he was 2 months old.
Manly wrestling skills. Conner's classic move is to get you into a bear hug and slobber all over your face while laughing.
The littlest family member just hanging out.
There can never be enough little kids and leaf pile pictures, am I right? (There's a lot more on my phone)
The hens enjoyed their own leaf piles.
I realized that Conner's not the only little bear in the woods after that unpleasant bear scat finding.
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