This past week Peyton had croup and went in for breathing treatments & steroids on Monday & again on Wednesday. It was awful to have him sick, but at the same time kind of nice to have his scream weakened. Dyllan over the weekend put his tooth through his bottom lip. He was a little too excited to finish his movie and did a seal dive onto his bed right into his foot board. His poor little mouth was bloody and he cried for a minute and then was fine. Earlier in the week a lady tried to squeeze past us at Costco in a hurry to get a sample and smashed Dyllan's little finger between the carts. It swelled up huge, I thought it was broken, but I think she smashed a blood vessel or something because it has stayed black & blue, but he can bend it and he says it doesn't hurt. Ice Cream was all it took to make that one all better. I can't believe how tough little boys are and how often they really do get hurt. This is a weekly routine for us now with two toddler boys. They sure are a lot of fun though, nothing makes me happier.
On Sunday the boys got to wear their new church attire and they looked so stinkin cute! They were being missionators is what Dyllan says. He loves the Missionators, I love that he makes them sound like super heroes because they really are!
