Caleb, Alyssa and Natalie visiting the Mariners Moose.
The kids had fun making signs before the game. They hoped to get on TV.
They are both equally proud of the new "Hello Kitty" and "Curious George" undies!
Alyssa and some of her teammates showed the crowd many different skills. We are amazed at how quickly she is learning and she just looks so darn cute out there! The owner of the gym narrated the demonstration and frequently reminded the on-lookers of her tender age of six! Her size made her a crowd favorite. She wowed them with her back handsprings. We really were proud of her!
Just look at those nice straight legs and pointed toes!After the performance, the owner of the gym called for volunteers for a handstand contest. Now that's an offer I can't refuse! It was Alyssa's turn to be proud as I, her not-so-toned mom, beat everybody, including all of the gymnasts!
A rough afternoon followed the girls' departure. Caleb became very lethargic, hardly spoke, and intense nausea caused some vomiting. He desperately wanted to sleep and I did let him rest for a short while before the nurse instructed me otherwise. She said that I should not let him sleep and forced the poor boy to sit up by raising the head of his bed.
An X-ray at 4:45 showed that he was almost entirely clear. The day was coming to an end and the clinic personell were heading home. No one wanted to stay longer on a Friday afternoon so we were feeling their urgency to get us gone. Caleb's dosage was upped significantly for the next 45 minutes to expel the last small amount of you-know-what that appeared on the x-ray. It made him quite sick but at the end of it all it was determined that he was clean and ready to go home. The rest of the clinic was dark and quiet and it was clear that except for Robin, our nurse, we were the only people remaining.
I got my parking ticket validated right at 6:00 p.m., just seconds before the main floor receptionist went home for the day. Caleb, dressed in his street clothes, was looking better already! We had promised Caleb that when he was finally cleared to eat he could choose the location and eat whatever he wanted. Initially he wasn't feeling well enough for a restaurant but after being home for an hour or so, he decided on McDonalds. Of all places, that was his first choice? He filled his tummy and though he is still making frequent bathroom visits, (twice at McDonalds alone) he is back to his normal spunky little self.
We're sure glad it's over. He is clean. Now the trick is to keep him that way.