So I have alot to catch up on. A couple Fridays ago, my mom and I took the kids to the zoo. They absolutely LOVED it! If you know my boys, you know how much they love animals. They couldn't get enough of it. Cody was so obsessed with wanting to know about all the animals poop! He is a funny kid. He would say "Does that animal poop? What does that animals poop look like?" He was quite infatuated. Kyce really liked to ride the train and all the cat animals like the tigers and the lynx.
Kyce on the Elephant (I love his face!)Kyce and Cody in the Gorilla
Grandma and the kiddos
Me and the Kiddos
Good news. Weston went hunting last weekend and got a really nice deer. He is getting a European mount done with the head (don't have a clue were he thinks he is going to put it!).


And now for the great news. Kaizley had a doctors appointment on Friday and she got to go off of her blood pressure medicine and she doesn't have to go back for another echo appointment for a year! It made me a little nervous when they said a year but I guess they know what they are doing and our pediatrician here said that he would check her blood pressure everytime she comes in for well child checkups and whenever I want him to do it so that was some what comforting. The cardiologist was so impressed with how good she is doing and looking. She is such a happy baby and makes us all smile. She just learned to wave bye bye and to shake her head no-no (she uses that alot when she sees Cody getting close to her!). Here are some pictures that my friend Amber took of her. Isn't she a doll?!




The kiddos

This is the other breathing device that she was on after they took her off the ventilator. It is called a CPAP. She was on this for a couple days and then she went on to a regular nasal canula which she was on for a few more days. I didn't cry the whole time (11 days) that we were at PCMC and if you know me, you know how that is not me at all. I cry about everything. I guess I was in survival mommy mode or something. I did cry once we got home though. I cried for days. I cried everytime I told the story to someone. I cried everytime I thought about it! I could probably cry about it now if I thought too much about it. I have never been so helpless in my life. The worst part of it was when she would cry and we couldn't do anything but stand next to her bed and touch her. We couldn't hold her for a week because of all the tubes and stuff that were in her.
Here is a picture of her scar. It is on the side underneath the arm pit and goes back by her shoulder blade. This is the day we came home. Now it just looks like she has a scratch. It is healing wonderfully!






