Did I Post This

I don't think I did.

Here is Anthony and Kagan going to her homecoming. I will post about this weekend and our trip later. Too tired today.

My Baby

I love that I can say to Jason, come on I need to practice taking some pictures. "Ok, Mom how about this and this and this." All the while he is giving me poses. He doesn't care that our neighbor stopped by to chat while we were taking the shots. He just cracks me up sometimes. He will even ask before we leave the house, "Mom, got the camera."

We didn't even wipe the dirt off his face for this one.

Steve ended up in hospital over Halloween. It is a long story but he is ok. It has always been his thing to take the kids trick or treating. He loves the holiday. He the one who gets the pumpkins cut and ready (will post those pic's later) and the decorations up and out. Since Anthony was a baby he has never missed a Halloween with the kids. If you know anything at all about working the Rail Road you would realized just how hard this is for him to accomplish.

This year he had to miss it. Jenny, bless her heart came to the hospital early Sunday morning to let me know Jason could go trick or treating with them. Megan, who doesn't need us anymore, went with her friends. And Anthony, being a trooper, helped me at home so I could spend time with Steve.

By that night, Steve was starting to get the first of his tests back and realized things where going to be ok. The nurses in ICU were angels and let me sneak Jason and Anthony in after visiting hours to see Steve. The nurse even let Jason trick or treat her. We could only stay about 5min because Steve was behaving badly. I talked to the kids about how Dad is ok, but the rest of the people in this unit are very sick. So no screwing around. I didn't give Steve the same lecture and he was the one screwing around. He kept trying to talk Jason out of his candy and kept plugging up the oxygen tubes so the monitors would go crazy.

Anyway, that is our Halloween wrap up. Have a good day.

A Misc Picture

A quick post today. We are getting ready for the playoff game this weekend. I am still not sure if I am going to go but really thinking about it. The game is over 8 hours away.

Here is a quick picture of Anthony in the Homecoming parade. Looks like he is having a good time.

Playoff's here we come

We were off in Portland for the playin game. The winner of these games go to the playoffs. Anthony was nervous about the game. The vice president of Nike USA flew onto the field in a helicopter to deliver the game ball on their new astro truff field. I tell you, this is a field our team can only dream off. The tv vans and the police security (they searched my camera bag) proved we were not in Kansas anymore.

After all was said and done the Tigers rocked the house. Final score 36-27 and off to the playoffs they go. The boys came off the field with big smiles and hugs for their parents. We are so proud of them. All rivalries aside, our small town conference has put 3 of it's 4 teams into the playoffs. Eastern Oregon Rocks.





What a kid, he is smiling for me.


Very cool, they sang their fight song and then this cheer.


Look at that smile.


Proud Dad!!!


and of course proud Mom. I made a coment about how he smelled.


I regret saying that.


The final score.

Crazy

That best describes the last week. I posted earlier about Megan and Jason's trip to the ER, well little did I know we were not done. Anthony woke up early Sunday morning unable to move. He had horrible back pain right below his shoulders. He went to bed Saturday night feeling fine. After a day or two we could see a little bruise right where most of the pain was coming from.

We figure that at some point during the weekend he must have gotten hit in that spot. Most likely during Friday nights game. He must have slept wrong a really pulled it. He is unfortunately out of football this week, which is a bummer because it is homecoming. As of today he is starting to feel better but you can tell it is still very sore.

He should be healed by the beginning of playoffs next week.

Pictures from Football

Here are some pictures from Anthony's JV Game. He plays both JV and varsity.

He of course is #80.




One of my favorite pictures. That is him reaching in to steal the ball.



I ended up going down on the field to take the 2nd picture. Anthony's coach had the nerve to step in front of me. I yelled, "Hey, your blocking my shot." He turned like he was going to throw his clip board at me. When he saw it was me, he blocked the shot even more. We really like this guy, he has coached Anthony for a long time.

What a Weekend

I decided earlier in the week that I would not be able to make it to Anthony's football game on Friday and Megans soccer game on Saturday. Jason had been battling a cold about a week ago and by Friday was running a fever. So I stayed home Friday night and listened to Anthony's game on the radio. Another fun fact about small town's, the Friday night football game is broad casted on the radio. Let's just say it was a painful game to listen to and leave it at that.

Jason appeared to be doing better, so I let Megan have a couple of friends sleep over Friday night. Around 11pm Jason's fever shot up. 4am he woke me up crying, couldn't talk and can't catch his breath. He does have asthma but not very often. It does tend to flair up when he is really sick. I am prepared for this and let's face it, this never happens in the daytime. I calmed him down and hooked him up the to the machine and let it do it's thing. After 30minutes I made the decision that it was off to the ER.

Steve walked into the door right at the right time. He took over with the kids and off I went. Right in he went. His breathing did mellow out, but it was decided to do chest x-rays. He wanted to know if they were going to get the paddles on him and yell clear.

The poor kid has pneumonia. Today is Sunday and he is starting to feel better. He still has a little fever but I think by tomorrow that will be gone. We are keeping up on the breathing treatments. He is tired with being sick and he wants to be outside.

So of course I didn't make Megan's game either. I can't tell you how much I enjoy receiving a text message from my daughter letting me know that she thinks her tailbone is broken. A phone call next time would be nice. Apparently she was getting ready to kick the ball for a goal when her foot was kicked out from under her and down she went. Off to the ER again. After another set of X-rays, it was determined that the tailbone isn't broken but bruised. I know there isn't much you can do for your tailbone but I wanted to make sure everything else was OK. I once blew Anthony off when he said his ribs hurt and it turned out to be a bruised spleen. How bad is it that I know the ER staff on a first name basis? When I made my trip to the ER, Anthony went with me. The X-ray tech saw him and wanted to take him down to see the new machines. Great....

So today, Megan is moving around a lot better. She agreed to miss Mondays game and she is out of P.E. for the week. They are playing soccer in P.E. right now. She figures, she will get to hang out on the side lines and argue soccer rules with her teacher.

It is the first time in a long time that I can honestly say, Thank God this weekend is almost over.

I hope yours was better.