Landen finally had enough energy 2 days after his birthday to finally have a party and put on a show for us, so enjoy the pics. For some reason I can't get the pictures in the right order so sorry for the jumble!
Clean up!
The finished product
Someone get me a drink!
Here, you want some?
Going right for the duck's head! Atta boy!
OOOOO, a candle!
Let's go eat cake!
Yeah!!! New clothes!
My attempt at making a duck cake
Our little cup cakes to eat while Landen devoured his own cakeSo Landen had to squeeze in one more illness before he turned 1 today. We had been down in Utah for the weekend and were on our way back up yesterday when he started getting a fever. At first we thought he was just teething again, but by 8:30 his fever had not dropped at all and in fact was still climbing even with Motrin and Tylenol. So, we were maxed out on what we could give him and decided to head to the E.R. His temp there was 103.7! So, after giving him more Motrin, doing a chest x-ray, giving him a breathing treatment and swabbing his nose, he came back positive with the flu (no, not swine flu!). As we were waiting for the doctor to come in I looked at the clock and started laughing. Brian was looking at me like I was crazy and finally asked me "what?" I explained that exactly a year ago at that same time, we had come to the hospital because my water unexpectedly broke! I really hope Landen doesn't plan on making this a yearly event!!!! So, my poor boy, instead of celebrating his big day, is trying to catch up on sleep he didn't get last night. We'll party later this week ;)!
I was reading my brother's blog about he and his wife's experience on that day 8 years ago, and I thought I'd share mine (great idea guys!).
I was in Russia at the time teaching English to school children. It was night time and I was in my room at my host family's home. Suddenly, I had my host mother knocking on my door and gesturing me into the front room to see the t.v. (I didn't really speak Russian, and they didn't really speak English). I walk in the front room to see the first tower hit was smoking, but I couldn't understand what was going on because it was a Russian news channel. So, my host family let me change channels to the BBC to understand what was going on, and wouldn't you know the picture was out so all I could do was LISTEN to the broadcast, which was very confusing. They were making it seem like it was a bomb and not an airplane. So we were switching back and forth between the two channels so we could see/hear what was going on. It wasn't until the second plane flew into the other tower that I finally realized what was going on! Then the second tower fell and we ALL started crying together. My mom called during all of this and I just about lost it!!!! I was so worried about everyone back home, and my mom was trying t convince me that I needed to get on an AIRPLANE and come home...yeah right! The next few days were really weird. We were told to "lay low", but the people of Russia were so kind and compassionate about the whole experience. It really did affect the whole world.
So, feel free to share your own experiences on that day, I'd be really interested in hearing everyone's stories. It's a day we'll never forget!
