Well, things are finally coming to a temporary end around here. Softball has ended for the year...Emily received her trophy yesterday afternoon. The boys had their last baseball game yesterday, and also received a trophy. Nicholas landed the game ball. Which he has been dying to get since Brady got the game ball a month ago. Nicholas and Brady also brought down the house during their dance recital. They are in an all boy's hip hop group. The audience went crazy for our boys. I stood in the back of the auditorium while they performed (trying to get decent video.....no thanks to the old man that couldn't make his mind up if he wanted in or out of the auditorium). I was SO proud of my boys and all the others on the stage. Many of them faced fears of performing in front of others. Brady, despite his insecurities threw all he had into his moves. He thinks that he is a bad dancer. Hmmm...wonder if it has anything to do with his older (and cocky) brother making comments?! Ugh...I had a long talk with him last night and assured him that he was just as good as a dancer. Brady tries harder and almost every activity he is in. He may not be "the best," but the fact that he tries as hard makes up for the lack of natural ability. So yes Nicholas, this may all come easy to you, but there is something to be said about hardwork. I have many pictures and a video to upload, but Photobucket is currently not working for me.
Just a few weeks ago, we went through our first "chain-reaction" illness. Emily came home with a headache and fever. Later is developed into a sore throat and cough. She stayed home from school for a day and missed a few softball games. However, it cleared up pretty quickly. Next was Brady's turn. It was pretty much the same pattern as Emily's. Although, his happened on a weekend. A weekend when my mother in-law volunteered to take the kids to give me a break. Needless to say, it wasn't much of a break. You would think with just having one it would still be fairly easy. Which, it was considering if I had the others, I'd have to take care of a sick kid and them. Brady made up for it though. He was pretty much lost without his brothers and drove me nuts. Once the motrin kicked in, he was bouncing off the walls. By the way, I was also sick with fever and headache at this time. All I wanted to do was lay across the couch......but I had to entertain Mr. Ants in the Pants! A week had gone by, and I thought Nicholas and Evan escaped this little virus. Not a chance! Nicholas soon had the fever, sore throat and headache. I kept him out of school a day, but the next day he acted well enough to return (the fever was gone). When I picked him up that day, he looked awful! I felt bad. For some reason, he could not shake this fever. During this time, Evan developed the same symptoms. This time around, they got a nasty cough. One that is so unique, I knew right away. Oh crap.......croup!! We spent that first night in the bathroom with the steam from the shower. My boys were miserable. I don't play around with croup. Last year, Brady had it several times, but the one time he had stridor SO bad that I had to rush him to the ER. His lips were turning blue...he couldn't breathe. I took them to the doctor the following day and they were prescribed oral steroids. I am happy to say they are completely recovered! :)
So, this school year has gone out with a bang. It has been seriously busy. I absolutely loved watching my children grow and develop throughout this school year and months of activities. Emily is a full blown tween. I look at her sometimes and can barely remember my little two year old with ringlets in her hair. Nicholas has grown so much with school. Considering how scared I was to send him to school (with his unique traits), I couldn't be happier. He had amazing teachers that appreciated him and all his uniqueness. Brady is beginning to understand that he is his own person. He continues to compare himself to others, but I will continue to praise his individual abilities. He is a beautiful boy with a heart of gold. Evan....well, my toddler is now a big kid. He turned three just a week ago. He is every part a big boy, but his speech. Which is something we will conquer this year. They drive me crazy, but I can't imagine my life without them.
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