Keeping up

Events to remember when scrapbooking (Because my memory is so bad, I have to use the blog)

Bible Drill and Six Flags: April 27-28


Rangers game: May 12

Lindsays graduation: May 17

Another rainy day

Evan was downright giddy about leaving the hospital.
We let Evan (and Mark) run around before getting in the car for the 2 hour drive home. They had been confined to their hospital room for 48 hours.
We had a fun night last night. We went to a drive in movie theatre in Gatesville. We saw Shrek 3 and Spiderman 3. The boys each took a friend. All seven of us saw both movies for a grand total of $5! What a super deal!

Today, Evan woke up with an earache and asthma problems. Bummer!

Home Sweet Home

We are back home. Evan is glad to be free of his electrodes. More to come later. We are all tired.

Fun in the Hospital

Evan and I have now been indoors for 38 straight hours. Evan has been wonderful. At least I've gotten to get out of the room. I even went downstairs to the lobby to get a paper this morning. Evan, though, has been confined to a "ponytail" that's about 15 feet long. It's long enough to get him to the bathroom and to look out the window. We've read, played games, and watched several movies- Willow, Batman Forever, Star Wars: The Phanton Menace, Honey I Blew up the Kid, and Home Alone. I may have missed one or two.

Here's Evan before we ever got started. I tried to get him to walk the halls so he'd know what was going on around him, but he decided he would rather wait in bed.


This is Shawn putting the electrodes on Evan's head. They use some pretty heavy duty glue. Turns out Shawn goes to First Baptist Irving, so we talked about the Durhams. Small world.


Evan really doesn't like the smell of the glue:


The one good thing about this place is the food. You can order as much, and as often, as you want, though we limited ourselves to three meals a day. Evan's enjoyed it...


We saw Evan's doctor yesterday evening and at lunch time today. The preliminary reports have been good. We (meaning Regina) will give a more detailed report in the next few days. Turns out his doctor's son will be a freshman at Baylor in the fall, so I think our next appointment is at halftime of the Parent's Weekend game. It'll save us the drive.

A huge thanks to my parents who took Drew and Lindsay home after Baylor spanked Michigan in softball so that Regina could come up here. Also, huge thanks to my brother Paul for taking Drew to the softball game and then driving Regina up here even though it probably added an extra hour or more to his drive. Evan was so excited to see Regina he could hardly contain himself. I was excited, too, but I had to play it cool...

Summer Break Detour

Summer break is not all fun and games for Evan yet. He (and Mark) have checked into Medical City Dallas. Please pray for peace, patience and good results.

Drew is 10!

Drew entered the world of double digits today! It's a big deal to him. He completed 4th grade today as a nine year old. He turned 10 at LaFiesta Restaurant with Baylor Basketball player-Mamadou Diene from Senegal, Africa! Mamadou turned 20 today! We had a good time celebrating together. Drew talked sports with Mamadou and of course Evan wanted to know all about Senegal.

Mamadou is a very cool guy. He made an appearance at the Hillcrest talent show to say "Happy Birthday" to Drew and to present him with a basketball and signed shirt. He said a few words to the children. He encouraged them to work hard in school and listen to their parents. I love this guy. He seems to be a very intellegent, thoughtful young man. He's just the kind of role model I want for my boys.
Drew and Evan are glad summer is here and that Drew unwrapped some new toys today. This multi-sport training net was a hit! After they wore themselves out, they decided to hop inside of the net and take a nap. We'll see how long this contraption keeps them occupied. I am quite proud that I set this thing up instead of giving the typical answer of "wait until dad gets home."

Who's that kid?

Today, I had finally had it with Drew's long hair. I have been telling him that he REALLY needed a haircut. He likes a buzz in the summer so I thought why not a few weeks early. He would teeter back and forth and always ended up backing out. I guess it's my pride but I wanted him to look nice for the state Bible Drill competition a few weeks ago. I decided that was a battle I didn't need to fight. The fact that he worked so hard to learn all the information was enough to satisfy me for the time. I thought it would be nice for him to cut his hair before he sang in church last Sunday. His role in the production of Donkeytales was that of a wounded man so I let the haircut issue slide. He wanted to look the part of a rough character. Drew has been the 3rd base coach for Evan's baseball team this season. Yesterday after the game, he was so sweaty and his hair was stuck to his head. It not only looked yucky. I bet it felt gross too! I'd tolerated as much as I could.

So, today when he got home from school, I said "you really have to have your hair cut" and I meant it this time. In the back of my mind, I was thinking about Awards Day, Commended Performance, field day and those other end of the year things that all the other parents attend. I didn't want the other parents thinking I didn't know my kid needed a haircut. (pride)

So, he agreed that field day would be much cooler without a mop sitting on his head. The next problem: He didn't want to go to a barber. I think the fact that the barber Mark takes him to is missing an ear really freaks him out. I think he thinks he may leave there looking like the barber. At this point I am wondering if the kid still has ears because it has been a long time since I've seen them.

So, despite the fact that I had no idea what I was doing, I agreed to buzz the kids head. The whole time I'm going "I don't know what I am doing here buddy." And he is saying "it's easy Mom, just pick it up and cut it off." Well, things don't really go as planned. I got a lot of the length off and then FREAKED OUT!! I realized I had no idea what to do next. I again offered to take him somewhere to get it fixed. Meanwhile, his hair looked like a blindman took a weedeater to it. It was terrible. I thought I could make it a little better but I was afraid to touch it anymore and he didn't want me anywhere near it either.

He was screaming something about never going back to school and I was almost in tears. I called Mark and told him we had an emergency at home. He tried to calm me down but every time I saw that poor boys head, I felt terrible. That long hair wasn't so bad. This was bad!

When Mark got home, he tried to convince both of us that it wasn't so bad. Ha! We both knew the truth. Drew reluctantly let Mark "work on it." It's better. That is not saying much. So if you see Drew, please be kind. I feel terrible that he has to face all his friends and maybe not so friendly kids at school tomorrow. Too bad hats aren't allowed at school. If only I'd let him wait 7 more days until school was out! I'm sure he will always remember this day! Way to go, Mom!