Bananas!

Fresh Beats!

:)

Before The Fresh Beats, it was the ER!

Yes, that is blood on my child's shirt! SMH...

I don't even really know exactly how this happened, but Evan is sticking to his story, so I guess I'll roll with it. The Wednesday before the concert I was in the kitchen about to cook dinner. I heard a blood-curdling scream and in comes Evan. I grab him and ask him what's wrong, where does it hurt, do you want Mommy to kiss it...you know, all the usual questions. I notice at this point that blood is dripping out the side of my baby's head. His head! My baby's head! I did one of those deep suck-in-inhale things that signify the onset of a freak out! Evan was shocked by my reaction and started to giggle. I realized then that I didn't have the luxury of freaking out. Somebody had to be in charge here, so I quickly calmed down, walked in circles looking for the phone, fumbled to find the pedi's number, and then as best as I could explained the situation. The nurse told me that I needed to go to the ER because they didn't do stitches and that Evan needed to be checked for a concussion. I called my husband and told him to meet us at the ER stat and we were off.

Now, this was all very exciting for Mr. Evan. He was totally calm, playing, laughing, and chanting "We're going to the hospital!" Serious side-eye to you, sir! I'm trying my best to hold it together and this one is having the time of his life! Poor Ryan was just trying to figure out what in the world was going on. We made it to the hospital and were seen fairly quickly. Evan charmed the nurse and even managed to fool her into thinking that he had taken his Tylenol! Clearly, his faculties were in order.

The nurse scared me when she said that he may need a staple. Lord, Jesus a staple in my baby's head?! While we were waiting on the doctor this one was busy jumping/flipping/climbing on every single thing in the room! I'll say it again, clearly his faculties were in order! Finally the doctor came in and thank God that his cut wasn't deep or long enough for a staple. He didn't even need a stitch. Turns out, the scalp bleeds like crazy and it was just a small prick. Evan told us that he ran into the wall, so I guess that's what happened. I hate to say it, but after watching storms Ryan & Evan tear through that hospital room, I have an eerie feeling that I haven't seen the last of the ER! 

The Peas & The Fresh Beat Band

We celebrated Ryan & Evan's third Welcome Home Day by going to see The Fresh Beat Band in concert. The Peas love, love, LOVE The Fresh Beats, and when I found out that they were going to be in our area, I just had to score some tickets. There were probably 5,000 shows in New York City and all of them were sold out! There was only one show here in Connecticut and I couldn't get four tickets. The only  other option was New Jersey, so after Daddy P finished giving me the side-eye he agreed that we could head to Camden. As it turned out, Camden is only a stone's throw from Philadelphia, so we were off for yet another adventure.

I'm not sure the name of this bridge, but it was right across from our hotel and I thought it was pretty

Since we were in the city of brotherly love these two decided to pose for a picture together

It was hard to cram all four of us into this picture,  but Ryan was too busy dancing to care

After  R & E saw this they finally understood that they were going to see The Fresh Beats

Evan was too funny! He doesn't like loud noises at.all. and sat this way for most of the show

Ryan had the time of his life! My boy was dancing and singing his little heart out (video to follow)

I must admit, I had a good time too. He'll never admit it but Daddy P was heard singing along and clapping his hands too! We had a great time and I'm so glad we made the trek to Philly.

Happening Now

Heading to see The Fresh Beat Band!

Happy Welcome Home Day, Evan

Three years ago today we brought our babiest boy home after a 95 day stay in the NICU. What a ride we have had! It's been three years and Evan is what I always instinctively knew he would be...strong-willed, determined, strong. He's smart, funny, and outgoing too. I love you so much, Evan; more than you can ever know. I hope you enjoy your day. Can't wait for this weekend!