I sent an email yesterday to a lot of you. But for those of you not on my email list, dad is back in the hospital. He went in early yesterday (Sunday). They feel it's pneumonia. He just has this incredible cough that wracks his whole body and leaves him intensely weak. Big Sis, Tall Guy and I visited him last night. He wasn't able to talk much as talking triggered the bad coughing. He found a position sitting up in a chair, leaning forward that seemed to alleviate the coughing mostly. But certainly not the most comfy position for someone exhausted from no sleep due to coughing.
Mom says he's better today - but to me, "better" is a relative term. I don't feel like he's out of the woods yet but he was able to talk to me on the phone with minimal coughing this morning. He sounded like he felt better, though. So the docs have told us to expect him to stay longer this time around.
I have to tell you, my pastor told me that he's starting to take dad's hospitalizations personally. These last two have happened on either Sunday morning or Saturday night. Our church definitely misses my parents when they don't show up! I sure do thank God for the way my church has adopted my parents as their own.
And now the good (or the cute)...
Today was Lil' Bro's first day of any kind of formal preschool. They just built a brand new day care and preschool center in our development. It's one of those real awesome ones that actually has a curriculum for the kids. They will play, obviously. But they also learn sign language, Spanish, math, and reading, among other things. The place just ROCKS. I love it. They provide a hot lunch for the kids every day. Even breakfast if you get there early enough. They'll take the kids from 6:30am to 6:30pm. Amazing. A cool bonus is that Lil' Bro's previous day care person (my neighbor around the corner) is a teacher there now! So he'll know someone there already.
Future ex drove up this morning to be there for the first day of school. So we all hopped in the car and drove him the maybe 1/3 mile down to the school. We dropped him off and he looked a wee bit tentative. He's not used to environments like that. Many of the other kids obviously were. But there were no tears or anything like that. We left to do some paperwork in the lobby. They have this huge flat screen TV there with all of the classroom monitors on there. Every room has a camera. So we got to watch Lil' Bro putter around. We could tell he was fine so we left. As we walked by the window to his room, we saw him standing there with a big police helmet on, smiling. So I think he's doing fine.
Here are some cute pictures from this morning:
Pokemon Boy and Lil' Bro