First Sunday Home

This is Morry again. Rachel's not feeling well so I'm stepping in, once again.

So last night at Barry and Lisa's, Noah was not feeling too well. He had three blow-outs. A blow-out is when a baby goes #2 and it comes up the back of the diaper. We think it was probably from the antibiotics he has been on for his pneumonia. Because of that, he didn't eat much last night.

This morning, he got up around 7:15 and Rachel decided to feed him since we figured he must be hungry. However, he had pooped and it was so bad that she needed to give him a bath. Poor little guy. She was able to feed him after that and put him back down to sleep. He ended up sleeping until 11:30am.

Once Rachel was up, she decided she'd leave us, the boys, alone today and tutor. She left the house around 10am and did not return until about 6pm. I guess she did make a lot of money.

I spent the day pitching the baseball to Evan. That's what he really wanted to do. At one point he hit 6 straight balls and then went 11 of 15. I keep having to remind myself that he's only 2 and a half. What's more amazing to me, as I may have said earlier, is not that he can hit the ball so well, it's how much he wants to play baseball. I promise you, I have not coaxed him into doing any of this.

I made spaghetti for Evan and me for lunch. Evan would get a ton of spaghetti on his fork and then half of it would fall into his lap where Lizzy would eat it. So I guess that I made the spaghetti for Evan, Lizzy and me.

Noah did have some lunch so that was good. He seemed to be in a good mood most of the day.

After their naps, the boys watched the Steelers game with me. The Steelers came back to win in the last 7 minutes. Unbelievable ending. It was eerily similar to the last time the Steelers and Cowboys played in October of 2004. We were actually at that game. In both games, the Steelers overcame 10-point 4th quarter deficits and a turnover by the Cowboys led to the winning points.

Anyway, so then we had dinner. We ordered pizza from Mangieri's. We ordered a kid's size black olive pizza for Evan. He ate the whole thing and then had a piece of Rachel's pizza.

Now the boys are in bed, although I can hear Evan making noise.

Until next time...