Michael brave it up and went for his stomach scan at Primary's this week. Since it took an hour, and he doesn't like small spaces, we went with the sedation option.
When I finally got back to see him, he was still out of it. He would look over at the nurse and say, "You are way prettier than my last nurse." Then he would pass out again, and wake up and look at the nurse and say, "You are way prettier than my last nurse." He did it like 6 times!! And then he couldn't get the goldfish crackers in his mouth - it was pretty funny. However, he did recover and got a Cane's fried chicken meal on the way home (which definitely made it into his mouth).
The father/son camp out was Friday and my men went. Josh made street tacos and there were fun activities. Both of them forgot their pillows, but reported a good time was had by all (they had to take a little nap when they got home).
The big news of the week is that Waldo, the chicken, has passed to the great coop in the sky. This means that our youngest chicken, Dezi, was all alone. Natalie's family agreed to take in our little refugee (chickens need a flock) and we went out and delivered her to her new home (and she even gets a boyfriend there!)
