Stomach Bug

Mommy and James in our jammies

Grandma and Danny (in a characteristic pose)

Auntie Erin and Min (with Adam in the background)

James

Auntie Kristin playing with James

     I couldn't resist sharing a few more Thanksgiving photos.  Chich took such great ones.  I'll likely put up more tomorrow.  Ok.  Now back to our regularly scheduled post. 

     Sadly, James, according to the doctor (something of a schmuck in whom I have somewhat minimal faith as he said James was fine two days before the poor kid ended up in the hospital for four days and only speaks to Patrick--truly, will not look at me--when we both bring James in), James has developed a stomach bug.  He's been doing this awful thing where he's straining for a significant portion of the day.  He flings out his little limbs and tightens all his muscles to the point that his little belly button (an innie) protrudes from his person.  He turns an interesting shade of purple.  It's torture to watch, though it rarely leads to James crying.  We saw the doctor yesterday, and he thinks James has some sort of stomach bug and will be following up tomorrow when we take James for his well child two month visit.  I'm not sure what they do on that visit if James is not technically a well child.  Perhaps he'll get over this thing before tomorrow and it will be a moot point.  We'll see how it goes.

*A special message for Nims:  We missed you at Thanksgiving.  Maybe next year.  :)