Our Thanksgiving weekend ER visit

A couple days after Thanksgiving Robbie, who had had a cold, woke up making a terrible wheezing noise while breathing. I didn't think it was croup because a) we've never had croup before, so I didn't know what it sounded like, and b) the barky noise was happening with every breath, not just the coughs.

But croup it was! So he got an aspirator treatment and some oral drugs.
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And, of course, he was relaxed about the whole thing. The only thing that really bugged him was having the aspirator in his face and being kept up past his bedtime. Other than that, he was perfectly okay with all of it!
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We're so thankful to have wonderful neighbors who let Jocelyn crash there so both Lee and I could be with the little guy! And we're thankful that everything cleared up fine and that he hasn't been sick since, even when we all had stomach bugs just before Christmas!

Playing with Daddy

I don't doubt that the kids love me. Plus I still provide most of Robbie's nutrition. But there's something special and especially fun about Daddy! I love watching them play together. Sweet doesn't even begin to describe it!

(By the way, Robs is smiling or laughing in all of the pictures below. Some of them look like he could be screaming - nope, just laughing really hard! Weekman family style laughing, if you will.)
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Flashback Friday: Baby 'sus

As most people are pulling down Christmas decorations (not us, though - methinks it's a crime to de-Christmasify your abode prior to Epiphany, so I irk the neighbors by keeping the lights lit until January 6th) and moving into the new year, I wanted to repost this reminder to keep Christ foremost in your life in every season. It's actually never made it to this blog but I wrote it last year for a Christmas blog that my talented sweet friend had going. And I've been waiting for the right time to dig it up again.

And now is that time.

Here's your reminder not to leave Jesus in the manger, written in December 2008 (and my explanation for why you'll find the baby Jesus from our Nativity set out in July and every other month)...

This year when my mom, who loves Nativity sets, asked what Jocelyn might like for Christmas, I mentioned the Fisher Price Little People set. Since Advent was always a big deal in our home, I shouldn't have been surprised to find the set, along with the coordinating inn and wise men sets, on our doorstep in time for the beginning of the Advent season. We cleared off a side table to allow for the manger, the inn, and the wise men to each occupy a level, and Jocelyn has loved it!



She ignores most of the characters, just playing with the animals, except for baby Jesus. In the pictures above you may have noticed that the main man is missing from the scene. That's because Jocelyn runs around the house with the figure that she calls "baby 'sus." She covers him with kisses and shoves him in the cats' faces, shouting "baby 'sus" the entire time. Occasionally, she gets distracted and leaves the baby somewhere, but she always returns to find him (sometimes after an extensive search). Thus, baby Jesus is rarely in the Nativity set.




As I thought about this, it brought to mind how easy it is for all of us to leave Jesus in the manger. Babies are pretty safe and unintimidating, right? We're often more comfortable with Him in the manger as a babe than we are, for example, as a man clearing the money changers out of the temple. And we're often more comfortable leaving Jesus in His place in the manager … or perhaps at church after Christmas Eve or Easter or just a typical Sunday worship service … than we are taking Him with us in our lives, carrying Him around, giving Him kisses with the way we live our lives, and sharing His message to others (though, unlike Jocelyn's approach with the cats, not shoving Him in their faces!).


I think we'll be beginning a new tradition this year. As I pack up our Nativity set this year, I'll be leaving baby 'sus out as a reminder that He entered His human life in a stable but that He was never meant to stay there.


Giving thanks, part one

It's New Year's Eve, and I'm finally blogging about Thanksgiving. Oops!

We spent Thanksgiving Day with my grandmother (Nana) and my dad in Winston-Salem, eating dinner at her church and then spending some time at her house. Then we had Thanksgiving, part deux, with Aunt Laurie (Lee's sister) and Uncle J.D. and Lee's parents. I enjoyed having TWO Thanksgiving meals and not having to cook for either of them. Not sure how that happened, but I liked it!

Here are some of the precious pictures from our visit with Nana:

Graddy (my Dad) and Jocelyn



My two guys




















Nana, Itchy, and me



Graddy and Robs