A Hunting We Will Go

Well, he FINALLY got Morty. Okay, maybe not Morty (the name Brandon has referred to when talking about the garganchious buck he is going to shoot every single year), but at least its a deer. I tease Brandon because in the 11 years we have been together, he has been hunting every year and never shot a thing! I laugh and tell him he doesn't need a tag to go CAMPING!

This year, Brandon wanted so badly to take Brykn hunting. I went with them the first night, but after 4 hours in a crowded truck with Brykn (it was way too cold for him to get out), I decided that was enough for me. The next night they went was when they brought home the buck.

Brykn kept telling me to "Pet he's ears, Mommy, they sost!" I couldn't let him down by declining, so I did touch the stupid thing. I didn't like it, but I did touch it. Brykn kept telling me, "It's okay, Mom, him's dead." That didn't make it any better for me!

After Brandon got the poor thing skinned, he cut the horns off for Brykn. He told him that they would put the horns on a board and hang them in his room--NOT something I really wanted... Brykn was so excited. He ran right upstairs and hollered, "I wanna hang em right here, Dad." He has a spot on the wall (at his height level) all picked out. Oh boy. Literally, 100% boy.

I think the best thing about this hunting trip has been watching Brandon's excitment, not because he shot "Morty," but because he wants so badly to do these father/son things with Brykn. And, I love that. He's truly a wonderful dad.

On the Move

We finally moved the barn! I couldn't believe it went as well as it did. Brandon told me the morning of move day that he was going to pick it up and set it down and that I would be sooooo impressed. I laughed at him! But, I have to admit, that's exactly what happened. First, they started by chopping off the bottom part of the barn so they could saw the posts off at the ground. Once that was done and the posts had been cut, they literally picked the barn up with backhoes, moved it 16 feet forward and sat it down again--right in the saddle posts! I was a nervous wreck while it was happening, but totally stunned when it was over. I've never really looked at Brandon as a construction foreman, but WOW I have to say that he did REALLY good!

Tonsils

Arriving at Primary Children's

Pre Surgery Exam

Well, after 2 years of wheezing breathing, throwing up, and feeling lousy, we finally bit the bullet and had Brykn's tonsils and adnoids out. What an ordeal! He was a little trouper to say the least. When we got to the hospital and registered, the registration clerk gave both Brandon and I sticker's with Brykn's name on them to wear on our shirts. This is so the physicians and nurses can easily identify which parent goes with each child. Brykn wanted a sticker so badly! So, after taking my sticker off my shirt at least four times, I finally had the clerk make him a sticker of his own. He was SO proud! In the picture above, you can see his "BRYKN" sticker--exactly where he put it, on his belly and crooked as can be! Too cute.

After surgery, I got to go into the PACU (post anesthesia care unit) to be with him. He was asleep--sound asleep on his belly. I asked the nurses if they layed him on his tummy and they told me no, that he had woken up, started to cry, flopped over and went right back to sleep. I had to snicker because Brykn has always been a tummy sleeper.

We spent the rest of the day and that night at the hospital. He started feeling better and was able to eat some chicken noodle soup and jello, but the look on his face was sheer misery. While I really hated seeing him sick, he was so cuddley! I haven't been able to hold him on my chest for a long time; and, that's really all he wanted to do. Hopefully we will be able to get to the bottom of what is causing him so many breathing problems. But, I sure hope we can do it without another trip to the OR at Primary Childrens.