Another one bites the dust...

So I was wondering, what really are the chances of both of my boys in hospital gowns in 1 week?

Anyway, I took some gorgeous pics of E.J. in his. I wasn't as prepared with my good camera, so these ones are from my camera phone:

Do ya like the pajama pants sticking out underneath?

And here is his "I AM NOT letting them draw my blood" mad face:

He was almost right, his superman veins kept rolling and they had a really hard time drawing blood. They still never figured out what was wrong, just put him on way strong antibiotics and sent us home. Dang Doctors! Anyway, both E.J. and Troy missed most of last week, but are back at school today, although neither one of them seemed to be nearly as excited about it as I was!

So I've been wondering, are blogs just another way for moms to embarrass their children?

And Troy wears a gown...

OK, don't freak out...
it's a hospital gown!
But I knew that would make ya'll look!

So the question of the day is
How does this..

(Notice the cute happy smile?)

Go to this...AWWWW! How sad!!!

In less than an hour?

It's called a tonsilectomy, my friends, and after 24 hours of observation, having not experienced this myself, I would not suggest it to anyone unless it was ABSOLUTELY Necessary.

P.S. He is going to kill me for posting these pics...

Girls Night OUT!!!

OK, so it's been a bit since this happened, but I had to blog about the Girls Night that I had with my friends Shellie and Kimberlee a few weekends ago. Props (and a huge thank-you) to my girl Shellie for booking her flight, our hotel, everything.

It was soooooo nice to spend 24 hours NOT being the mom, NOT being on-call for work, and JUST hanging out.

Quick run down of our girl time:

Talking and laughing

really loud while eating

at several different restaurants

Talking and laughing while trying

to park my suburban

Talking and laughing while laying around

the hotel

Talking and laughing while getting pedicures

Talking and laughing at ourselves because we were talking about our kids when we were trying NOT to be the moms.

Talking and laughing while tearing up when it was time to go

Planning the next escapade!

I love you guys! Thanks for being the kind of friends that you don't get to see or talk to every day, but you know they are always there! I had so much fun talking, laughing, relaxing, rolling up our pants, giggling until we should have been kicked out of the hotel, talking about "snake dreams" and so many other random subjects, and and getting "cute toes" with you! (Thanks for the new addiction, Shell!)