Gabrielle’s fever hasn’t returned, which is good to hear. The are still waiting for results of the spinal tap to rule out meningitis, but from what they have seen things are looking alright. Teri got the staples out today, which is a awful sounding procedure that is good to put in the past. I am really looking forward to getting up there tomorrow night, but we decided that it was going to be a little intense for the kids, so they are going to stay here in Chicago.
The kids are doing well. Having family around to help out makes things not quite as unusual, so they almost don’t notice. Ethan Jr. is more excited to go to his first T-Ball practice after Grandpa Danstrom got him all set up with a mitt. He slept with it last night and I woke up to a little kid kid in jammies too small wearing a kids mitt, and tossing a baseball into it to practice some more.
I don’t want to be the pitcher because if I miss 3 times then I can’t play any more and have to be out. I want to play, I don’t want to be out.
His grasp of the rules is a little light.
My mom dug out an old picture of me, to compare since everybody seems to think that Gabrielle looks like me so much. I will let you guys be the judge on that one.