For the first weekend of Spring Break, I was home with the boys while Buck entertained some friends from Arkansas at the farm. Small Fry had a pretty rough bout of croup, but once he was on steroids it cleared right up. I have to say he is such a fighter with an amazing survival instinct. He literally assaulted the X-ray technician. I hate that he kicked her, but she was not being kind or displaying even a hint of patience with him and he was being threatened. Not to mention the last time he was in that room, he was getting his broken collarbone X-rayed. I don't know how we are going to rein him in, but I also know that since the very beginning of his life he's had a self protection instinct that I find astonishing. From forcing his way out of every single swaddle but one (and we know "how to swaddle"), to kicking like mad during the days of heal pricks for his jaundice, to rolling over at a mere ten days of life, by golly he's got it and he uses it.
But, back to Spring Break...the first Saturday of Spring Break I woke up with not one but two monkeys in my bed. Small Fry had to sleep with me because of the croup. And poor Fawn had a nightmare and crawled into bed with us about midnight.
There were three in the bed.
We kicked off Spring Break with a trip to Heavenly Donuts and some play time at Spain Park then some errands, which included a new Under Armor hat for Small Fry (to accompany the one we bought for Fawn the day before).
Boom.
Waiting out the rain delay.
He was a calm driver (the first day!!!)
River rat.
Driving is serious business.
Excited to be headed back for more river cruising the next day.
Barge on the Tombigbee.
Quite the driver.
This one on the other hand turned the wheel so fast he said he was trying to flip us.
Better driving.
We pulled up next to a cattle farm and the boys went to explore.
Another great Spring Break staying close to home. We made lots of memories and spent some awesome time together!
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