Just Let Me Feed Him!

Phew. Isaiah's temperature was back to normal at about 5am.  He was starting to breathe a tad slower.  A shift change brought a new resident doctor at 7am.  With a new resident, gave me another opportunity to beg "just let me feed him."

And she did.

We agreed to give him half of what he normally takes so I prepped a bottle with 2 oz.  

He downed it.  

He relaxed.

His heart rate, which was jumping all over the place all night, stabilized.

His respiratory rate, which was reading too high to the staff all night, stabilized.

He fell asleep in my arms.

Although he was still in some pain, he was back to normal.

Isaiah's pulmonologist visited and was thrilled with what he saw.  Rounds occurred shortly after and the staff talked about how well Isaiah is looking.  They spoke about moving him out of the PICU, out onto the floor, and then discharging him today or tomorrow.  I asked that if the surgeons and Isaiah's other doctors would approve of discharging today, could we just discharge from the PICU.  They took a minute and said YES, as long as the doctors approved.

Most of them did so over the phone.  Dr. Bober came down to check on Isaiah and he was good with Isaiah going too.  Isaiah's nurse unhooked him from his IV, took the access out of his port, and got him ready for discharge....

and we packed him up!

We were on the road by 3.  He quickly fell asleep with the lowest heart rate he'd had since we got to DuPont on Thursday.

And thank goodness he fell into such a deep sleep because we got stuck in some serious traffic 10 minutes from our house.  This added an HOUR to our drive.  Cool.

Once we were home and Isaiah was in the house, he was thrilled.  I carried him into his room with me to grab a diaper.  Sweetest moment ever....he looked around his room, sighed, and just melted onto my shoulder.  It's like he was saying "Oh thank goodness, I'm HOME."

No kidding, kiddo, thank goodness.

He's on some tylenol for pain and he's already back to smiling so obviously it's working.  We're predicting a good night's sleep and hoping to wake up to a pretty happy baby in the morning.

Seriously, I have to get this kid a cape, he's the definition of Super Baby.

Thank you so much for all the prayers, thoughts, messages, and love.  You are a big reason we're as strong as we are.

More Waiting

This time, we're waiting to get back to "our normal".  Isaiah's is having a rough go of it post-surgery.  He's been breathing much faster than he has in months, his heart rate is higher, and he has a fever that was 103.5 at its highest point. 

Here he is when we first saw him post-op in the PICU.  My poor exhausted, confused baby.

I'm dying for morning to get here so Dr. Bober can come see him and calm the staff of the PICU down.  The reaction he is having is normal for him.  He just needs time.

And food, darn it.  He's so hungry...but they won't let me feed him because his respiratory rate is so crazy high.

I'm panicking.  I'm so scared he's going backwards.  I'm so scared they are going to suggest/put an ng tube down him so he can eat and I really don't want to do that.  I want him to eat like he's been doing for 2 months.  Ugh.

Dave and I have been able to sleep here and there.  One positive of being in the PICU is that Isaiah has his own room which makes things a lot easier on us in terms of resting.  It's 4:30am now, and I'm awake because Isaiah is awake, and I want him to know I'm here with him.  We brought his projector from home, which has been a great comfort to him.  He stares at the projection on the wall and you can tell he sees something familiar.

His temperature has dropped a degree since its highest point at 10pm.  Hopefully his temperature keeps dropping.   Hopefully he continues to get back to his normal and they allow me to feed my baby soon.  Hopefully time flies this morning and he can see his doctors and they can develop a plan from this point.  Are we going home today? Tomorrow? After Pam?

I'm so grateful we are in a hospital with many staff members that understand OI and will help me teach the few that don't.  Right now I'm pretty sure I'm being seen as a crazy mom, but once they hear from his doctors....I know it's going to get better.  It's why we bring him here. It's why he's safe here.

Come on, 8am...

Waiting and Praying

Isaiah woke up this morning all kinds of cheery.  

Look at that smile! We were scheduled to arrive at DuPont at 11:30 so he was able to do his normal morning routine (minus the bottles).  

At 9:30, we were on our way.

Funny, when you spend 2 months in the NICU, you know exactly where to go...we checked in and waited by the windows to sign papers so that we could wait in the pre-op waiting room.

Isaiah took no notice that we were in the hospital.  I loathe the day he knows what's going on in regards to all of this.

Before we knew it, it was time to go back to pre-op.  You aren't supposed to take pictures.....but I heard other parents doing it so I just focused the camera on Isaiah (Dave's nose too).

You didn't see it there until I pointed it out, did you?

Anyways, we waited and waited and waited....

and found ways to entertain ourselves.

Once the doctors and the anesthesiologist came to visit, we moved Isaiah to the bed and got him ready.

We prepped everyone reminding them of how fragile he is, we showed them how you can put rolls under his mattress to change his position, and we begged them to be careful.

The doctors prepped us, had us sign consent forms, reminded us of what could go wrong, and told us of alternatives if certain things didn't work out.

Isaiah is getting a port put in.  His doctor didn't seem 100% confident that he'd have enough room by his neck to get in (I don't quite know all the terminology....I'd probably pass out if I knew what they were doing), and mentioned the width of the tubes may not be wide enough in the port, and that a Broviac might be better.

I should explain a bit...while Dave and I wait and wait and wait....Isaiah is getting a port today to make his Pam treatments easier.  He normally gets an IV, which last time took 3 sticks.  It's difficult to get an IV in without a tourniquet.   It's traumatizing.  The port, which will be placed in his upper chest, will make it less traumatic.  It's under the skin so he can go about his daily business.

A broviac is an access that hangs outside of the body.  It requires a lot of maintenance and limits certain things.  For example, it can't go under water.

We are just getting to weening Isaiah off of the C-Pap. If he is off of his machine, he'll get cleared for water therapy.  If he has a broviac? Still no water therapy.

NO

STINKING

WAY.

Yes, he's grown stronger than anyone predicted...but imagine how strong he'd be if he would have been getting water therapy once or so a week?  Not going to happen.  Port or nothing.

Anyway, putting a broviac in is less invasive and a less risky surgery.  The doctor may, and likely will, break a bone putting the port in.

Its worth the risk.  Bones heal.

When he heard "port or nothing" come out of my mouth, he decided it'd be good to call Isaiah's favorite doctor.  I assume he thought that he'd have an ally.

Nope!  He was on our team.  The comical moment of the day is when we heard the conversation went like this...

"If we do this, it could break his collar bone."
"If you get it in, I can treat that broken bone.  With that port."

HA

Placing the port should take about an hour and a half.  After that, he is going to get his ears cleaned out, and if he has fluid, he'll have tubes put in.  After that, he'll have an ABR done, which is a 2 hour test to check his hearing through brain activity.

So here we are, waiting waiting waiting.  I can't stop staring at this last picture that I snapped of Isaiah, sleeping peacefully before I gave him his kiss before surgery.  

We'll update as soon as we hear anything....but know they are talking that recovery will likely be in the PICU as a precaution.  Ugh. Hopefully Isaiah will surprise everyone and he'll get to stay on the floor with all the other kiddos recovering from surgery.

Prayers, please. <3

Lessons from our First (Known) At Home Fracture

Isaiah's arm fracture happened at some point on Sunday.  Monday morning was our first time that we were confident OI was rearing it's ugly head, and yet we still questioned the daylights out of it....because when I say we were confident...I mean we were confident that I should ask some OI experts (aka experienced parents) what they thought...haha

I posted a video to Facebook of Isaiah in his swing on Monday morning calling all "OI experts" and they agreed with what we thought- definitely an arm break (at the time it looked like his leg was broken too...but after Isaiah had a party in his pants, he started moving both of his legs again, and we knew that his leg issues were due to a belly ache/constipation).  

If you read our last post, you know we were already going to DuPont anyway, so we lucked out and got to see Isaiah's doctor who agreed that he had a fractured arm- no x-ray was needed given Isaiah's response when his arm was lightly squeezed. We splinted and went home, swaddled him for the night and then, after a number of OI parents messaged and commented, decided to immobilize Isaiah's arm during waking hours too; we did this by just closing his shirt over his arm.

He's handled it really well.

In the past, this is what we learned when looking for evidence of a fracture:

1) Babies with a break will self-splint.

2) They will have an elevated heart rate.

3) They will sweat more and have an elevated temperature; that's their body healing.

4) If a baby shows any symptoms of a break, medicate and splint.

5) If you choose to go to the hospital, fractures won't always show up on x-rays, especially when the break is fresh.  For kids like Isaiah, usually you see the new callus forming on the bone instead of the actual break.

We've learned a number of things from Isaiah's first (known) fracture at home:

1) Self-splinting for Isaiah means his limb is dead weight.  We thought he'd pull it in to his body to protect it, but instead he lets it hang.

2) His heart-rate really wasn't elevated.  He still slept with his heart rate in the 90s.  When he was playing, he'd be in the 130s-140s.  I thought "elevated" meant that he'd sleep with a heart rate in the 130s, this was not the case for Isaiah with this fracture.

3) He was sweating and had a temperature of 99.3 so these are definitely things to look for in the future.

4) We need to trust our guts and just medicate and splint the poor guy! Knowing he was likely in pain before we finally accepted the break is just heart breaking.

I'm so grateful to my Facebook friends who commented on the video.  Some with OI themselves, some parents/spouses to those with OI, and some with no OI experience but wanting to help and show they care in any way possible.  One of the big reasons we questioned if Isaiah had a break was because he was laughing and smiling so much.  "He can't have a break if he's this happy", we thought. Wrong.  We had a number of responses saying those with OI still smile through breaks, I'm grateful for the reality check...and for my amazing baby, so strong, so resilient.  

Here we are, 2 days later, and he's moving his arm like nothing happened.  I let it loose for a bit to give him a good sponge bath and he was moving like normal.  I spoke with Dave (who was at work when I bathed Isaiah) and he and I agree that when Isaiah wakes from his nap, I'm going to rewrap it as a precaution. I also spoke with a number of experienced parents who agree to keep it wrapped.  

Enjoy your moment of freedom, left arm. 

Tomorrow is the big day- surgery day.  This break has distracted me [from wanting to puke all week] from nerves due to Isaiah's first surgery.  It's necessary but scary.  My poor baby is going to be put under anesthesia.  He's going to be cut open (just a little, but still).  I know the positive to this- accessing him for his Pam treatments won't be nearly as traumatizing as they could be.  Sticking him and trying to get an IV without a tourniquet?  Awful. He's going to be under for hours because they are also going to clean out his ears, possibly put tubes in, and do a hearing test that takes 2 hours itself (it's called an ABR).

Please send some prayers up that everything goes as smoothly as possible and that Isaiah handles being put under...and maybe a few that he won't be a starving mess beforehand, because that will be one long morning for us!  You can't explain that you can't eat before surgery to a 6 month old.  :-P

Some Good and Some Bad

So today's appointments were full of a ton of good and a little bad news.  

First, the good news.  Isaiah is cleared for surgery from a respiratory standpoint.  

Daddy and Isaiah celebrate with a rousing game of "Where's the Baby?"

But do you want even better news?

We can start weening Isaiah's C-Pap!

Say whaaaaaaat?!?

We told the doctor how often we take Isaiah off of his C-Pap, and he was very ok with our unofficial ween, and he is confident that Isaiah will do well with his official ween.  Starting after the surgery, Isaiah will be off of his C-Pap for 15 official minutes 2x a day (when he's awake).  After 3-4 successful days, it will go up in 15 minute intervals- off 15 minutes, then 30 minutes, then 45, 60, and so on.  Each interval being tried for 3 to 4 days.  Once we hit 2 hours, Isaiah can be off of his machine during all waking hours.  Once he's successful during the times he's awake, we'll work on nap times and then overnight.  (Then it's GOOD BYE MACHINES!!)

We will be closely monitoring Isaiah's oxygen level, heart rate, and respiratory rate during this ween.  If he shows any signs of distress, the ween will go at a much slower rate.  We've waited months to get to this point, if we have to wait a few more for Isaiah to get stronger, we won't hesitate to put the cannula back on him.  We can't wait until he is tube-free/machine-free, but at the same time, we can; we can wait.  We can and will do whatever is best for him.

Ok, so now that I bet you are all pumped up for us, here's the bad of the day.

We tried calling his Orthopedic doctor but he was out of town, so when I emailed Isaiah's weight to Dr. Bober, I let him know that we were suspicious of a break or two.  We told him we planned to head to the ER after seeing Isaiah's pulmonologist, but he said to come see him instead.  

We believed he had possible fractures in his left arm and leg because they were like dead weight this morning.  Once we got to DuPont though, Isaiah was moving his leg again.  We're still not 100% sure if he had a small fracture that healed that quickly or if some constipation issues were keeping his leg still, but we're just glad to see it moving again.

We all agreed that Isaiah was still self-splinting his left arm.  After some gentle squeezing, Isaiah cried out and got very upset when his humorous got squeezed right above his elbow.  No X-ray was needed; Isaiah has a broken arm.  We're not sure what caused it (besides the OI), but we know he has it.  Because Isaiah is due for surgery this week, we can't keep giving him Ibuprofen, so Dr. Bober wrote a script for pain meds that will be more potent than plain tylenol.  Once we had that, we splinted him to keep him comfortable.  We discussed wrapping his arm against his torso for extra protection, but Dr. Bober's experience is that it wouldn't make much difference given the location of the fracture.

What amazes us is how much he smiles and laughs with a broken arm.  No broken bone is going to bring Isaiah down!

After our long day, Isaiah is passed out in a deep sleep for what is hopefully the night.  And now, we look forward to surgery at the end of the week...sigh.  We'll keep you updated.  Continued prayers for fast healing and a problem-free surgery are appreciated. <3

Swallow Study

On Friday, after Isaiah's pre-op appointment and lunch, we made our way to radiology.

I had his meals scheduled perfectly for the day.  This kid is like a clock in the morning/early afternoon, he eats every 3 hours and I had his next meal set up to happen right at the time of his appointment.  We wanted him hungry because he had to eat barium (which is apparently a very chalky substance) so it would show up on the x-ray video.  

Of course, we ended up waiting and waiting for the appointment.  Isn't that the way it always works out?  Once we finally got in to the x-ray room, everything had to be set up.  The tech prepped our bottles, two with barium substances of different thickness (mixed with a small amount of formula) and 1 exclusively with Isaiah's formula.  She also set up some oatmeal.

It turned out that Isaiah had to sit up for the test, which didn't work for me as he's never sat straight up before and it's not yet time for it (who wants to give this kid compression fractures?).  Plus, the baby chair was like a Bumbo at the leg area, there was NO way it was safe for his little leggies.  The tech was sweet and went and got a toddler chair for us.  We padded the daylights out of it with towels and sat him down.  This process made Isaiah have to wait even longer to eat (aka angry baby alert).  

A doctor had to come in to help with the procedure as the tech was pregnant, and she caused me a bit of stress about his positioning (she obviously had a schedule to keep).  She kept trying to move him and I'd literally swat her hand away because my direction was that I'd position him and I'd feed him; I felt like she wasn't listening to me say he has OI (maybe she didn't know what that is), and I was not going to let him break from this test.  My stress caused Isaiah to stress, him to cry, me to cry, and it was ugly...but once he got that bottle of barium to his mouth, he guzzled.  He took to each bottle and even did a great job swallowing some oatmeal!

He swallowed 19 times.  Out of those 19, he had "some penetration" 4 times, and they happened when he'd pool the drink in his mouth.  This only occurred when he was crying/about to fall asleep, and only with the thinnest liquids.  Once the test was over, they took a few minutes to put together the results (while I gave Isaiah a real meal), and shared them with us.  

Although he had some penetrations, he didn't aspirate at all (which means nothing got into his lungs).  

They officially cleared him for all types of foods and liquids...and they gave some suggestions.  When babies drink from a bottle, they should "suck, swallow, breathe".  During the test, Isaiah was fatigued and starved,  and during some of it he would suck suck suck, swallow, and breathe. To help alleviate any issues, we were suggested to count his sucks and pull the bottle to force him to swallow and breath.  

Reality is, he's rarely fatigued and starved like he was during this, they know that, and they know it was all environment-induced (says so in the report!).  At the end of the day, he PASSED!

Yay! Bring on the peas!  Let's go to Target and get em!

I realized during the test, that we've never put a spoon in his mouth before that first spoonful of oatmeal. (hey new moms, stick a spoon near in your babe's mouth every once in a while to prepare him/her for solids, ok?  It'll be less traumatizing!)  To prep him for this eating at home, I dipped a spoon in Isaiah's formula for a few meals on Saturday morning.  He was all over it.

By his 3rd spoonful in his mouth, he was treating that spoon like you or I would. (That's our fast learner!)  We were excited so off to Target we went!

Holy choices, Batman!

Since Target was local, we brought Isaiah there in his car seat.  Everything was good until he got some sun in his eyes in the transition from the car to his stroller.  This caused us to have "that baby" in Target. (Sorry fellow shoppers and Target employees!)

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

It didn't stop.  To the point that I ended up pulling him out of the seat and carrying him around while the machines beeped because he wasn't hooked up.  (Screaming baby + Beeping machines = traumatized Martins)

We charged on and grabbed a few choices and got to check out.

Isaiah actually calmed down for a minute so I got him back in his seat.

Literally, it was one minute.  He started up again so I brought him to the front by the door while Dave checked out.  I held him again and settled him down and then got him back in his seat.

Once we were back in the car and moving, he passed out.

He slept a bit when we got home, and then it was time for lunch!

He loved the oatmeal; he was very intrigued by it's taste and texture.  He ate quite a bit of it!  His first few bites were from 4 tablespoons of formula with a tablespoon of oatmeal, but since he had some spoon practice, we quickly added more oatmeal and he enjoyed some thicker oatmeal goodness.

He's had it once more since then, but now we're giving him a few days.  He's been having some bowel issues (we were warned this would happen thanks to the barium) so we want that to get back to normal before trying again (as we know solids will change things up for him in that department)- it most likely won't happen until after his surgery.

The rest of the weekend has had it's ups and downs; we're suspicious he has a break somewhere on his left side.  He's been medicated for comfort but we can't pinpoint if it's his leg or arm (or both), or if it's all just residual self-splinting from his belly hurting so much.  Sometimes he doesn't move those limbs, sometimes he shakes them like crazy while laughing.  He screams his face off one minute, then he smiles and laughs the next.  It's all very confusing.

Luckily, we're going to DuPont today to see his pulmonologist so we're hoping to stop in the cast room or ER and see if they can help us.  Obviously, we'll keep you updated.  Please do send some prayers up for Isaiah.  It's so scary and sad to be unsure if he is in pain, and we long for him to feel good again.

<3

Pre Op Appt

On Friday, Isaiah had his pre-op appointment for his surgery that is scheduled for next week (unless it decides to snow again...to which I will shake my fist at Mother Nature).  

Dave had to work, so my sister came and stayed overnight with us and accompanied Isaiah and I to DuPont!

Which obviously made Isaiah a happy camper. :)

For the most part, he was extremely pleasant at the hospital.  He had a bout of the grumps when I was too slow getting his bottle together before his appointment (it didn't help that it wasn't as warm as he prefers either), but once I found a way to give him his formula warm, he was good to play peek a boo again.

Pre-Op was really just a lot of questions.  A nurse practitioner listened to him.  She asked about his C-PAP machine and let me know they'd have everything he needs for that in surgery.  A nurse went over the timeline for when to stop his eating before surgery....basically everything we already knew because we did this last month for the last surgery that we cancelled due to that crazy snow storm.

I showed them his drool rash that has developed.  I've been putting Aquaphor on it day and night and trying to minimize pacifier use as much as possible, but sometimes....

He just needs it to chew or suck on.  They told me to keep doing what we're doing, and hopefully it won't cause any headaches when it comes to putting in Isaiah's port.

The appointment lasted over 2 hours because we had to sit and wait for the nurse practitioner to call anesthesia and ok things with them, and then for her to call Isaiah's pulmonologist to make sure his "respiratory situation was good to go".  They did not approve things due to the fact that he hasn't seen them since before Thanksgiving.  So, we're taking a bonus trip to DuPont on Monday to get everything squared away.  I was pretty annoyed at the thought of taking an extra trip (Given this wasn't a factor a month ago), but the more I thought about it, the more hopeful I am about the appointment.  Isaiah has gotten so strong, he's improved so much.  Maybe we'll get to chat about a future "good-bye" to the Trilogy?  We're not getting our hopes up, but it's a pretty nice "maybe" to think about.

Anyways, after our pre-op appointment we had lunch in the cafeteria and then it was time for Isaiah's swallow test, the test that will decide if Isaiah is ready for solids, but I will save that big appointment for the next post.

Cliff hanger, whaaaaat!?

Eating Update

Isaiah has become quite the fantastic eater.  Remember when I was so thrilled when he'd eat a "whole ounce"?   He had been averaging about 3 ounces a meal for the last month and a half but honestly, if I averaged the last 2 weeks, he's up to about 4 now.  

He's pretty consistent, wanting to eat every 2.5 to 3 hours during the day and about every 4-6 hours overnight.

Isaiah had been doing well, and then had a bout for a week of eating less and acting grumpy.  He was arching his back, crazily nodding/shaking his head, coughing while burping, and just so grumpy.  It took me 3 days of it before we realized "duh, reflux!"  He has been on reflux medicine since October and we had only increased the dose once since being home, so I contacted his doctor and he immediately increased Isaiah's dose.  It took about 3 days before Isaiah got back to his Porky Pig self, but he got there.

Since then he's only increased his intake, going from an average of 20 oz a day to 27.  I know he's still not eating as much as a typical kiddo, but he's eating what's enough for him, and we know that because he's happy and his weight continues to gradually increase.

Now that Isaiah is six months old, we want to start trying other foods with him.  Before his pediatrician will ok this, he has to have a swallow study.  We have to go to DuPont for this.  Initially his appointment was scheduled for April.  To which I replied, no stinking way. :-P  I've learned how hospitals work, if you have other appointments they will do their best to stack them together since you're already in the building.  A very kind nurse from his pediatrician was scheduling this for us, so I gave her the dates that we'll be in DuPont (which is a lot- we have a pre-op appt, his surgery, and PAM all in the next 3 weeks) and she called them back asking if we could schedule along with those.  It was no problem!  We're now scheduled to have his swallow study done at the end of this week, after his pre-op appointment.  Hopefully he does well with this so that we can move on to trying solids.  You know if he passes that we'll be bringing him right to Giant with us the next day and finding foods for him, right?  

Mom, you're doing it wrong. This is not how babies eat solids. 

Anyone have any suggestions for what to get?  Obviously we've never done this before; we do have OT working with us (which we're at a stand still with until we get the results of the swallow study), but I'd rather feel less like a moron with this exciting change.  We know to try veggies first, and we know to try one once and then give him 2-3 days before trying something else in case of allergies.  And obviously we know to video tape his first bites. :-)  So, advice? Favorite brands? Thoughts? (HELP lol)

Bubbles!

Today we've started really trying to up the ante when it comes to sensory play for Isaiah.  Our first activity? BUBBLES!

We were hoping for Isaiah to have a reaction similar to the above.  He was definitely fascinated...

As was Carl.  He kind of stole the show from time to time. lol

Isaiah smiled at the bubbles, swatted at them, and scrunched his nose up when they'd get near his face.

Basically his reaction was adorable.

Obviously, I took a million pictures.  Ok, not a million, but maybe 45 or so.  (must.document.every.moment.)

We'll definitely be doing this again in the near future. 

Our next sensory experiment may involve jello...or maybe a bag full of toys and hair gel....Hopefully he'll like them as much as he enjoyed the bubbles!

My Valentines

I sure have the sweetest Valentines.  My boys treated me well and spoiled me with an early, surprise flower delivery.  (picture to come)

Today, though, someone was a grump and just wanted to be cuddled...

...which was ok by Dave and I because we love cuddling with our baby. <3

Isaiah and I surprised Dave with a "heart attack" in his car.  Blame Pinterest.

It was a nice surprise for him, though.  I look forward to making that a tradition with Isaiah...and I can't wait until he's big enough to enjoy heart-shaped snacks and read "I Love You" books with him (oh wait, we do that now). <3 

Happy Valentine's Day to you and yours.  May your day be full of tons of love.  <3

Snow Day

It's so wonderful to get greeted by this smiling face in the morning:

Mickey in tow...love it.

Meanwhile, a foot of snow has fallen in our area so we're enjoying a SNOW DAY!

First up, a little Mickey Mouse Club House with Isaiah's big furry brother Carl.

Then it was time for his morning bath.  (I'm one of those weird moms who bathes her kiddo in the morning instead of at night.)  Isaiah loves bath time and it both relaxes him and excites him at the same time.  It's a great way to get the day going.

Before his bath, we weighed him.

Holy Turkey! Our son is 11 pounds! Look at those legs kicking; this kid seriously loves being naked.

After bathtime, we played in the snow.  Except it was too cold to go out....

So I brought some in! 

oooooooooh SNOW!

After some play time in the snow, he and daddy played a little x-box in the family room.  Shortly after this, we had a little exercise time on the rug.  Isaiah exhausted himself...so while he napped back upstairs, I baked.

nom nom nom

Mommy, I want a cookie! (this picture is not from today, but it's so cute!)

We hope everyone is staying safe and able to enjoy this crazy winter!  And if you're not getting snow, I don't like you. ha. jk :-P