Back on Track!

Oliver is once again healthy and on the move!

It's so good to see that smiling little face and hear the squeals of excitement as he makes his way through each new day...and he's been a very busy little man.

Damien and Jax have prepared a lovely garden area in their backyard, and Oliver has been put to work.

No one can tap a seedling into place quite like Oliver can, smoothing the soil with his shovel, providing the first quenching drink from the water in his bucket.

He's a natural gardener, not afraid to eat a little dirt along the way.

Take the toys out, move them around, pack them away, take them out again...

the work is never-ending...

At the end of it all, there's nothing better than to pop into the jim-jams and enjoy

a cool cleansing beverage.

Every day brings something new and exciting...

...and Oliver just can't wait until tomorrow!

Clouds block the sun

I'm certain that there is nothing in the world that can make me feel more helpless than holding a sick child. Oliver is unwell...red, spotty, and feverish with a viral infection (measles).

Despite confirmed medical significance, this time my Nana kisses didn't work.

Through his red, weeping, swollen eyes, he smiled at me. His warm and limp little body felt so much smaller than usual. I pushed my finger into his small fist and he gripped it lightly. For the first time in his short life, my Oliver is quiet.
Not the usual little man who only sits still long enough to devour a cookie or two, entertaining me with funny faces and random songs between bites...not the same little guy who turns the pages faster than I can read them, or baits me for a chase by grabbing something prohibited and running down the hallway, or drops the remote into the dogs water dish, or pockets my fridge magnets when I'm not looking...