Not much to report on the home front. I do have just a few things to share though!
We put hearts up in our window! Have you seen this yet? People in the community are sending messaged of hope by decorating their windows and doors with hearts so people walking by can see! They’ve also done a “bear hunt” where people hide teddy bears in their windows or on their mailbox. A local woodworking shop in Waucoma carved out Easter eggs for people to paint, decorate and hang in their windows so families can go on an Easter egg hunt around town! The weather looks great – all in the 50s this week so we plan on walking around town and checking it all out!
We are LOVING HelloFresh – a grocery meal delivery service – more on that in another blog post!
Carver had an early morning ER visit for croup! This isn’t his first rodeo, Carver had croup for what seems like months at a time when he was 6 months through 2 years. He woke up at 11:30 pm with that terrible barky high pitched cough and said “Mommy, me can’t breathe.” He was pretty scared but was loving the tractor coloring pages while we waited. He’s still not much better after getting more steroids. My coworkers took such good care of him 🙂 He colored pictures for them all.
Even through quarantine, Mom still can’t help but make us food! The other day she sent us cinnamon rolls. She sent us brownies yesterday and today burritos! Between the 4 of us we ate probably 12 cinnamon rolls – Gannon ate one all by himself!
Gannon LOVES these giant pillows and watches TV just like this! He will stand up and then belly flop on the pillow.
Gannon is working on my sign language. He does PLEASE all the time and now he is doing YES and is able to say BA. The other day he said “Ma, Ba, Ma, Ba” and then did the sign for please. I said “Do you want a baba” (bottle) and he nodded his head so big for YES!
Sorry guys, short and sweet blog post for today. I’ll update you as the week goes on!
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