The Awful Sick of 2010

Sam,

It's 4:36am. Let's see if I can finish this before passing out.

This past weekend both your mom and I had a terrible 24 hour stomach bug. It hit me first, then your mom and finally you. Your mom and I both thought we were going to die. Your mom took your temperature at one point and it was 105. You really didn't have the real bad stomach problems... but your fever and your sinuses have been so bad we went to Urgent Care yesterday.'

Up until this sickness, getting you to take medicine has never been easy. You refuse, kick and scream. We've had to practice "extreme parenting" to get you to take medicine.

About 25 minutes ago, I woke up out of a dead sleep. I found you on the couch with a plastic medicine syringe. When I said, "hey Sam," you said, "more medicine." Your wish is my 4:30am command.

New Direction

So, I haven't updated this in a year.
Mostly due to a camera not being able to snap pictures well enough for this site. Though, I don't know that pictures is all that needs to happen here.

Sam, as your personality is growing in front of me, I need to remind myself to jot down a few of your finer moments in life. The things that make me laugh and smile. There's so much, that I will just need to hold myself to it.