Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving was at our house this year. It was our first real holiday without Dad there so it was tough. It was nice though, to see the boys play together. Evan here is 4, Logan 2, and Jordon about 20 months. Too bad someone (likely Don) was passing around a bug and everyone except Nathan's crew got sick within about 48 hours of our get-together. Tim was trying to blame Sarah's "moon-pies" for food poisoning but I don't think that was the case.

Fall leaves

Jordon has turned into quite the big helper when he wants to be. He has his own rake and "helped" with raking leaves this year. Don likes to mulch up leaves with the lawn mower- too bad I didn't get a pic of Jordon chasing Don with the mower.

MU game

We went with Sarah to a Tiger football game in early November- the weather was perfect in the 70's, but the Tigers were far from perfect and lost to Baylor. Although Jordon appears to be in a good mood here, the walk into the stadium and ride home from Columbia were both brutal with major fits and screaming. Next year maybe we should think again about a babysitter for this event... but then again, he did get to have his picture taken with Truman the Tiger!

Look what I can do...

4-wheeling with Dad

Can't believe how bad I suck at keeping the blog updated. Oh well, such is life. I think these were taken in October. Jordon loved riding on the 4-wheeler with Paps. Not sure what the draw is to the 4-wheeler but the guys in my family seem to have a thing for it. Dad was still riding this thing about 3 weeks before he died. In the one picture here you can see a portion of Tim's prized Crown Vic. I'm not sure how long that car will continue to run but it is a definite bomb-- the bumper held on with wire, a trunk that doesn't close, windows that are stuck open on the passenger side, and a front seat that is busted and leans all the way back on a permanent basis are just a few of this classic car's amenities.

Pee Pee in the Potty

Last night Jordon went pee pee in his potty for the first time! Not too bad considering he's not quite 21 months old yet. I'm sure actually getting the hang of this and doing it on a regular basis will take some work and time, but he was pretty excited about the clapping and cheering coming from Mom and Dad.

Puke Central

November has not been a good month at the Ferrell house. It all started about the middle of that first week- Jordon ran a temp around 102-103 for about 3 days. Grandma came up and stayed with him Thurs. and Fri. when he couldn't go to daycare. He seemed to come out of it and we were even able to attend the Mizzou game that weekend. Then a little later he started with coughing at night and vomitting. I have lost track with how long that has gone on. One week ago it looked like his graft site was infected again. Don called Children's Mercy and they had us restart the antibiotics. Also last weekend we ended up seeing his doc on Sunday, getting a nebulizer, and starting breathing treatments to try and stay on top of the cough and keep it from leading to vomitting. His doc thought he had viral bronchitis. The neb seemed to help at first- especially if we paired it with some combination of Roxicet and/or Benadryl as well. But unfortunately as the week has gone on, he has had vomitting at least 4 nights. Then this am when I was ready to walk out the door to take him to daycare I noticed his jeans were wet and realized he had diarrhea- he had 2 large episodes this am before we could get out the door. Then I'm thinking great, what if he has c-diff from the damn antibiotics? Can babies get c-diff like adults? Don left work today and took him to be seen yet again. He wasn't sure but thought that it could be the case- the plan was to watch it this weekend and start Flagyl Monday if it doesn't improve. Good news is that it is already much improved as the day's gone on, so I am hopeful that it's not c-diff after all. Bad news is that here we are again in the middle of the night, post-clean up of jammies and bedding because he puked again. Don and I are nearly at the end of our rope from not sleeping and not knowing what else to do for the little guy. Geez it's hard being a parent sometimes. We are just wondering when we're going to get a break from all this.