The Birthday Buddies. Oct. 7th 2005 and 2008.
I can't forget my short trip to AZ for a gymnastics clinic. I was able to see Finley (Luke and Shawnie's newborn). He looks just like Luke and cries just like Tatum. It was fun to see everyone.
Tomorrow our lives are changing. I will be a single mom of three during the day now because Mark got an internship at the Family History Library working 8 hours a day for a year. We couldn't be more grateful even if it means an hour trip on the bus up and and hour trip back. Let the challenge begin and wish me luck because I really don't think I can do this.

Oh, yah. I forgot to report our incident at the hospital. Tag has asthma and has been getting sick every two weeks for like 3 months now. It is annoying because every time it gets so he can't breathe very well so I have to take him into the doctor and they give him some steroids and breathing treatments to get better and he does by the end of the week, then a week later he is sick again. We finally had to go buy our own nebulizer and do treatments at home. Well, this last time even the breathing treatments were not working so they sent us to the ER. We spent two days and almost 2 nights there. It was a nightmare. He had to be hooked up and monitered everywhere: on his foot, an IV in hand, things on his chest. This is on a boy who throws a tantrum and refuses to wear flip-flops because there is something between his toes and refuses to wear "feet pajamas" because it feels weird. Poor little boy was going absolutely bonkers having to be cooped up to a 3 foot radius for 2 days. Well, I could rant for a very long time about doctors and the ER but then I would get in trouble by my parents so I won't. Plus, I should be grateful for all of the people there making sure my little Tag was OK. and I am.
