This week has been tough. Saturday night I got the sniffles. So bad that mom and dad thought I had trouble breathing. They called a nurse and she suggested I go to the hospital. We went to the hospital and left early Sunday morning. The nurse had the guts to say I had gained weight! Needless to say I went on a strict milk diet afterwards. It turns out I just have a little congestion going on. Dad says I sound like a duck when I cry and that makes me cry more but I do like sounding like a duck.
Anytime I sneeze, my parents get the snot sucker and cram it in my nose. If anything comes out my mom begins to dry-heave.
I had some fun this week too. Grandma came to visit and it was so much fun.
I got to meet so many people this week. Cathy and Lauren Downs came to visit. So did Angie Mueller, Molly Herbolsheimer and Christine Loeber. I HAVE SO MANY FRIENDS!!
They brought my parents some great food.
Yesterday my mom got so much sleep. While she was sleeping, dad and I watched a movie and I fell asleep on his chest. I feel asleep holding his thumb. He tried to reach for some water with that hand and I squeezed it hard and pulled it back to his chest near his heart. Hashbrown Love My Pops!
This Friday I will be one-month old. Woah. I will let you know how it goes next Monday. See you on the flippity-flip.