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Seriously I know its been forever, but really I've been swamped. First Shane was gone for two weeks, then there was Christmas, then we went on vacation, then Bugaboo got pneumonia, (which I totally know how to spell because I wrote about it two months ago when I had it), and actually that was while we were on vacation, so we got a bonus of seeing the San Diego urgent care, and all of its lovely locals. Things really have been busy.
First of all Christmas: I think its been a long time since I have been this excited for a Christmas. Last year Bugaboo's favorite Christmas activity was eating the wrapping paper, this year was so different, this year will forever be known as the "Year of the Trains." About six weeks ago. Bugaboo started showing an especial affection for trains, and especially yep you guessed it...Thomas. I don't know how this happened, but the boy is obsessed. When he wakes up in the morning the first thing he says to me it "trains!" The boys loves trains. So Christmas was so fun because well he LOVED the presents that we got him. I could barely sleep on Christmas eve I was excited myself to see him open the gifts it was a wonderful magical morning. Bugaboo spent the entire morning playing with his new trains, and was the most pleasant happy boy all day long, he even went down for a nap without complaining, although he did have to take one of his new trains with him.
So after Christmas we went on a trip. Shane has been traveling with work so much lately that we decided it would be a good idea to finally take advantage of all the vacation time that he has accrued and have some family time. We headed off to the much sunnier than Idaho shores of San Diego. Bugaboo was a star on the plane. We went to Sea World which was a hit. We hit the beach which was sandy and salty and lovely. The only bump in the road was the morning that we woke up to the sound of Bugaboo wheezing and struggling to breath. Let me tell you how quickly a fun trip can into something frightening, and also how much I hate my insurance. Seriously Aetna when someone calls you to say that they are in a strange city, and they do not know where even a hospital is, and her child is struggling to breathe, and could you please direct us to an emergency room on your ridiculous preferred provider list, even the ignorant fourteen-year-old that you have answering the phone should have at least offered me some sympathy after he proved to be thoroughly useless in finding me a doctor. An "I'm sorry I can't help you more," would have even been better than the, "Uh...like, I don't know," that I got. But I digress...We did find Bugaboo a doctor and after four hours in the urgent care department with a very sad little boy we were sent home with antibiotics. We stayed in the rest of the day, but by the next day Bugaboo was doing much better *phew* he seemed almost completely back to his normal self, so we ventured out and even spent about two hours at the zoo. We did the speed tour of the zoo, which meant we basically visited only the animals that we don't have at the local zoo. I really wanted a Koala bear for a pet, but alas its like illegal or something. Even with the illness it was a nice trip. We came home feeling refreshed, that is until I saw the pile of laundry we had made. Oh well, back to real life.
Since then I've just been playing catch up with my life, sorry my bloggy friends that I haven't been around I will try to do much better.
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