Today would have been my dad's birthday...what a bummer.  He would have loved his grandsons - and they him.  Happy birthday, dad.

Our craziness continues.  Cody had a cold and when he's sick, our whole world collapses.  He doesn't understand to breathe through his mouth instead of his stuffy nose - so he doesn't sleep.  At all.  I may have gotten 2 hours sleep last night.  Casey's gotten it too.  After being up all night, I gave Cody Codeine prescription cough syrup at 5am - and it only made him hyper.  It's 8:15a and he's been blowing raspberries in the playroom for 3 hours - flinging himself on the furniture - screaming - running around like a wild man.  Sometimes I think I"m going to lose my mind.  This is day 3 of absolutely no sleep.  I have his therapist coming over to work with him at 1pm and I guarantee you he will fall dead asleep at 12:45 right before she gets here.  It never fails.  Then because he naps during the day, he won't go to bed tonight.  Such a vicious cycle. 

Well, I hear Casey crying - he's up too.  Gotta run.  On we go! 

love, Shawna