It was a good weekend. The kids spent most of their time outside playing baseball. Grant is going to be quite the player, I think. He was hitting them over the fence, batting both ways. Abby is quite the tennis player, and I can't wait to see her play sometime when we travel to NY. And Will (at the age of 3 1/2) is quite the numbers whiz. At the PA state line on the way back, he said, "I want to go see Jonah again. Take me back to four-zero-one-zero (our house number)." They are great kids, and we miss them very much. We'll see them all again July fourth week when we head to the beach for our annual trip. (We had thought about NOT going, but we've decided to give it a shot - even if we end up not being able to be there all week - taking shifts being with Jonah inside. The house we stay in is always very cool.)
I actually didn't take that many pictures of the weekend, but here are the few I did snap.
We have our appointment with Dr. M, our dermatologist, tomorrow in Chapel Hill. He has several EB patients, and I'm excited to finally talk to a doctor who knows more about this disorder than I do. I have a LONG list of questions, but I hear he's just great. I'm sure it will be a very informative visit. I must admit, I'm a little worried though. It will be the first time we've taken Jonah anywhere but around here, and I'm sure there will be a lot of wrapping and unwrapping of his dressings while we're there. As much as I like to get out, it sure is easier just to stay home.
Oh, funny thing. I had to go out yesterday and get some breast milk storage bags, because I was completely out (I went with Gerber - half the price, larger size so last twice as long). Then Matt comes in from work and has about eight packages from our PO box. I think six of them were milk bags. :)
guys gals so much! Now I just need a chest freezer to keep all this milk in. It's outta control. And believe me, when the freezer is so full that bags of milk are falling out and crushing your toes, it's not fun.