
a little young? He stayed and I only had to tell him a few times to stay there. I wish I would have gotten the first look he gave me on camera. That's what gave me the idea to take the picture, and then write a post about it. I need to take after my Friend Stephanie more, and make smaller posts more frequently. So much has gone on this week it would take me all day. I had an idea about making a list of all the bad things that have happened this week, "while Jason wasn't here". Not all of them happened because he was gone, but he sure could of helped in many of the situations! Jackson ran around the Y while I was trying to get Dylan ready for his basketball pictures and game. I had to drag the kids through about 10 different "Don't touch" stores in Dallas looking for my infamous clock. The "big" ice storm hit on Tuesday and Dylan was out of school, too cold to play outside. Tuesday night Dylan starts coughing. 4 am comes into my room with 100.8 fever. Stays in my bed, and that means no more sleep for me. Sick all day Wednesday. He was coughing, fever, puking, the works. He seemed to feeling a bit better that night, but 3 am came in my room with a 102 fever. Again no sleep for me! It's now Thursday had to duck out on both of my playgroups! School is back in, but Dylan is in no shape to go. I finally made an appointment. They said they would see me that day, at 3:40! Dylan spent the whole day in bed. I tried to get him to eat, but he would just throw it up. I have never seen him like this, it was pretty scary.

I called all of my friends and all of their kids were sick, so Jackson was going to have to go with me. At the last minute I called my other neighbor, she was able to watch him. It was getting to be about 3:15 I went to get Dylan dressed, and it was like dressing a sleeping baby. I was in the process of caring him to the car when he puked all over both of us. No problem can handle that! Get him dressed again get out to the car and...nope won't turn over. It was the first time that I had tried driving since Monday night. Yeah I forgot to mention that it died in Dallas but luckily my BIL was there to save me. I called the base clinic, I wasn't going to make it. I didn't know what to do. The only neighbor that was home was the one who was watching Jackson. I swallowed my pride again and knocked on her door. Luckily she has an 11 year old that could sit with Jackson while she brought her car over. I pushed the car out of the garage. She didn't know anything about jumping cars either, but I just tried to do what my BIL did. It worked and I was on my way. Dylan threw up again in the room, but they had given us a pail. He had to have an antibiotic shot and was diagnosed with a "sinus" infection? yeah that's some sinus infection. Dylan finally said he was hungry and wanted a hamburger. I picked up Jackson and headed to McDonald's. We were about third in line at the pharmacy drive up and Dylan puked up the fries that he was nibbling on. Oh yeah! having fun now!Dylan went straight back into bed. Again coming in at 4am, I didn't care this time. I was worried about him all night. Thankfully he started feeling a little better that next day. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to miss a birthday party that morning, but at least it was looking up. We tried to go to a squadron pizza party that night, but Dylan wanted to be stuck to my side so it wasn't any relief for me.


Dylan slept all night, but that meant I was going to have a bad dream.(That always happens when I go without good sleep for awhile) It was horrible, I don't want to get into it, but it is one of my worst fears. It put me in a horrible mood. I thought I would try to snap out of it and take the kids to the church for a stake activity. Nope! They wouldn't go into the provided child care. It made for a interesting experience. If it hadn't been for all my great friends, I would have lost it then. Since the dishwasher was now flaking off "blacks specks" where the trays are eroding, I took the kids to the mall to look for a new one. I parked outside of Sears. I got back to the car after I had pushed the kids to their limits. I went to turn the car over, and again wouldn't start. I went into the automotive department and waited in line for about 1/2 hour. When I finally got to the front of the line I was whispering because I was scared I was going to start balling if I talked too much. He told me he would bring over a charger as soon as he could. I knew that was going to be awhile. I decided just to go out to the parking lot and wait for one of the cars around me to comeback. I was thrilled when I got to the door and saw the car in front of me pulling out, I ran out and stopped him. It started right up. I decided to go to base and to switch out for the Saab. I was trying to make it as easy as possible, at least for me. That was the first thing Jason told me to do anyway. I started too late, but I had to print out the schedules for my church playgroup. I was able to set it all up, which Jason usually does. I felt like I was on a roll, spoke too soon. I hit print and it gave me all that not connected blah blah computer jargon I don't comprehend. I did everything it said but still wouldn't work. An hour later, 2 am where Jason is I called him, he wasn't much help. He did suggest I just take a printer cord and connect it to our "wireless" printer. It asked me to load the software. I then spent the next 1/2 hour looking for it. I couldn't call Jason again, and it just hit me that it was probably still in the box that is in the attic. I loaded it up printed one paper and....yup the ink was gone! I just laughed. My neighbor bailed me out in the morning. Seriously what a week. Sorry my "list" got a bit expanded. I wanted it to be cute and pithy, but it was too serious. Even though I have been stressed out and on the verge of tears every day, I have been taught a very important lesson. My husband is here to be the head of this family, and save me on his white horse. But he isn't always going to be available, especially in his line of work. I need to buck up and be the strong mother that my sons need. So instead of twinkling my toes in the waters of deployment, I have jumped in head first. That is ok by me, it will only give me a good look to what I may be up against. I know one thing for sure Jason is going to replace the battery in the Kia and buy all new tires before he goes on another deployment. To get back to the title, the reason I put Jackson in time out, is that he hit Dylan on the head with a new gun that I bought Dylan. I feel bad that Dylan can't cock it back. The age limit was 6+, I probably should have obeyed that. Oh well at least they are finding a use for it. J/K Take care!