a sick day.

pratt and i asked the boss for a sick day today. dad said okay.

last night around 1030, i heard pratt coughing. i went over to the monitor and saw him standing up in bed. this was weird. so i watched for a while. i saw him grab his pillow and then lay back down. so i turned the video off and got back in bed. started visiting with clint again, and then we both heard an odd sound. sort of a cough/choke.

i decided then to walk in and check on him.

my sweet baby was standing up in bed with his arms extended crying. i picked him up and as soon as i did, i smelled it. vomit.

it took ALL OF ME to not throw up right there. i'm my fathers child in that i will begin gagging and not stop until i fill the room with lysol.

i'll spare you the details other than to say that that poor little fella threw up 5 times in 1.5 hours. by the 5th time, there was nothing left in his stomach.

i hate throwing up. i would rather have my toenails ripped off one by one and be dunked in a vat of rubbing alcohol than throw up. this is my dad's fault. i learned to hate it from him.

instead of just throwing up, my dad puts his right foot up on the toilet seat and both his hands on the back of the toilet (if you know him, this is so funny). he does this really loud gagging sound and then just sort of scream/yells while he throws up. it's so violent. if you didn't know what he was doing, you would probably think he was dying.

well, that's pretty much how i feel about it. i don't stand on the toilet or anything, but i HATE it. and so does my son. and so because he can't verbalize, he would start to throw up and then just lean into us. right into our laps. there was no warning. but by the 4th time, i started listening for the gurgle. i'm good, i tell ya.

we went to the er and were given zofram. i don't know who invented zofram, but whoever did is up there on the level with dr. marc weissbluth. the donate-a-heifer-in-his-name sort of level.

we aren't (currently) dealing with vomit anymore...but it's the other end. yay! great! super!

i'm saving those extra zofran. those things are the new phenergan suppositories. woot woot.

here is my little man watching veggie tales. can you tell how bad he feels. i couldn't get a single "cheese!". bless his heart.

these little illnesses are good for me though. because they constantly remind me of how healthy my son is. and how not everyone can say that.

all too often, i forget to pray for all the sick kids in our world.

and so today, today i remembered.

the fourwheeler.

so i'd say he really likes the fourwheeler. well, both he and his daddy really like the fourwheeler.





he kept saying, "oh! oh! oh!" as you can tell by his little mouth here. so funny.

once clint took him off, he wanted back on again.

pretty sure as soon as pratt is old enough to ride safely, i won't see these two except for at dinnertime.

pratt's first gsc.

certain things are so noteworthy that i get out a camera and make my child pose.

like, his first use of a sippy cup. or his first steps. or even the first time he goes number two in the potty. yes, i'll take a picture of the act, and a picture of the number two. uh huh. sure will.

well, today, today something else noteworthy happened.

pratt had his first girl scout cookie.

a trefoil. tagalongs are my favorite, but i thought maybe a trefoil would be best for him at this point. if you start out with the tagalongs, you got nowhere to go but down. tis true.

can you tell he loved them?

he did. they are now sitting on his very own bottom shelf in the pantry. we shall see how long they last. my tagalongs will most likely be gone by tuesday.

dear pratt.

dear pratt,

today your daddy went to get a new fourwheeler. he had to drive to hope to meet someone there to buy it. he has asked for several days if you and i could go with him. i didn't really know if you would ride in the car for several hours without being fussy. i know how much you like to walk around and move, so i was worried.

well, this morning around 830, i was getting you dressed to go to kroger with me. dad was getting ready to head to hope.

he came in and said, "okay. can he go with me? i want him to go with me."

and so i caved. we made a goodie bag for you. goldfish, apple slices and a cutie. and a water cup. and you two headed out. oh, and dad put your dvd player in his truck.

he just sent me a text message that said,

subject: had to

stop to eat. be home soon. we love you.

and here was the picture he attached,



when i got the picture, i started to cry. i'm not sure why.

maybe because of how big you look. maybe because you have your own mcdonalds kids meal cup. and chicken nuggets. mcdonalds are my favorite chicken nuggets. (and coco's too.)

or maybe it's because not too long ago, i would see dad's with their kids at mcdonalds, and i would think, one day maybe i'll be lucky enough to have that.

i got lucky. i got lucky to find your daddy.

you love him so much already. but as you grow, you will realize he is, hands down, one of the best men you will ever know.

i love you little guy. even more than i love mcdonalds chicken nuggets with hot mustard.

mommy.

dear pratt.

dear pratt,

we have had such a wonderful day today. we took a trip to target to get shampoo (amongst other things) for me and dad. we tried on hats while we were there, because that is one of your favorite things to do. yes, it is. and we took the 5 dollars that your nana sent in your valentine's card and bought you a special treat.

before we even made it to the toy aisle, you saw a little girl with a gigantic ball. a pink one. and you kept going, "ball! ball! maaa! ball!" and that settled it. a ball it would be.

so we got you a big blue one. so thank you nana :)

we then headed to the library. my favorite place in the entire world. and i'm proud to say, you LOVE it too. yippee!!! we met a little girl there today. her name was isabella. she was a sweet little girl. she was 4. and with her grandmother.

she helped you pick out some books and we sat in the toddler's corner and read. you tend to pick out books with animals on the cover. she did too. the two of you really hit it off. she helped you put together a few puzzles too.

we rented a new veggie tales movie, and then headed to la hacienda for lunch. you sat by carter and had a big time. you never tried to get out of your highchair, which is a minor miracle, and i think due in part to carter's presence.

also, miss amber came over and held you and i think you might like her more than you like me. you just kept smiling at her. she's pretty awesome. she's one of those great souls that makes you instantly feel at home. like you've known her forever. an easy friend. they are the greatest. i hope you have many of them.

you're napping now. and have been since 1230. when you wake, we will go eat pizza with the harris kids.

i love you so much.

a little something.

i keep forgetting to say this. and it's too cute to forget.

pratt gets better and better at understanding inflection with our voices. now, you can say something to him. like, "let's go downstairs and see if the mail has come yet."

and in response to what we've said, he will go, "oooooo!". just an "o" sound, but it's long and drawn out. and so stinkin' cute.

i bet i kiss his face 200 times a day. maybe 300. maybe even 400.

a mini e.cullen.

my sweet, sweet husband who gives the best gifts ever surprised me on vd with adobe photoshop. i've mentioned on here that i wanted to get it. and that i was saving up money for it. but you see, clint knows me well enough to know that savings and hannah are not two words that go together. i mean, come on. why save when you can buy things now? right?! right!? (my husband just fainted.)

one week into photoshop and i have a whole new respect for photographers. i used to think, "oh whatever. it can't be that hard. you just brighten stuff up. and then you charge 300 for an 8 by 10." wrong, wrong, wrong.

but i'll eventually get the hang of it. it's just going to take some more work/time. which i will happily give. because i LOVE taking pictures with our camera. and i really think pratt will cherish all the pictures. let's hope so.

here is my first picture. after i looked at this, i thought, "man that totally reminds me of someone." and it hit me when i was telling whit about it. edward cullen.

glowing. he's glowing. awesome.