Holy. Mother. Of. God. I'm the worst at this blogging stuff. I haven't updated in over a YEAR. The only things that have changed: my child grew (kind of. Don't forget, he's short). His feet grew. His poop grew. His vocabulary EXPLODED. That last one is both good and bad. He's also in daycare now instead of home care. Also both good and bad. He loves it. He has friends and has fun. He makes all kinds of art projects that leave piles of glitter all over my car and learns new songs all the time that he sings over and over until I want to rip my eyeballs out. But, it's worth it. He knows his colors, can count and says please, thank you and excuse me (he didn't learn that from my husband and I, but we take the credit in front of strangers). He has also hand foot and mouth and has had 2-3 double ear infections since starting. But, that comes with it. I know this, I work in the medical field. My best friend and I took a long weekend trip to Myrtle Beach to visit friends who moved there. I left my 2 year old with my husband. For 4 days...... he was fine. But the second day I was there, I got the, "He has a runny nose/cough/fever" text. GREAT. So, of course he ran fevers for a few days which = NO DAYCARE. I usually wait WAY too long to bring him to the doctor when he's sick since I work with sick people all day and have no sympathy for the "it just started this morning" idiots. But then he always ends up with a double ear infection. OOPS. So, my husband took him to the doctor because he has more sympathy for EVERYTHING than I do. Just viral. I came home yesterday and took today off to relax in silence before I have to go back to work tomorrow. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!