The Blizzard has got to be coming

Last night was Noah's school Christmas program. The entire Pre-K was up on stage in front of a ton of parents and grandparents. They sang songs, played bells and wore cute little hats on their heads. Now if you know us closely or have been following this blog, you know that Noah doesn't do crowds. He hates attention directly on him and placing him in front of hundreds of people might not be a good idea. I was not expecting much.

So the kids filed in. Right into the chapel and Noah has his head hanging down. Things don't look good. Jeff and I were in the far back of the room with Jeff's parents waiting to see if Noah would even go on stage. I'm still not expecting much. Then, the first song starts. And low and behold, my child's lips are moving. He's singing. Then the next song involved standing up and doing hand motions. There goes Noah again. I could have cried. I told Jeff afterward that it had been such a crappy week and Noah gave us the best gift. He participated. Oh the joys of being normal!

And now for our little Joshua man. Today we went to Hopkins for a count check. When we left on Monday, his ANC was in the 200's. Today, he has an ANC of 27,000. The child never ceases to amaze me. So, now we are on to a spinal tap on Tuesday (Merry Christmas) and then a scheduled hospital admission for new years. But hey for now, we're home, we're "healthy" and we're acting normal. I couldn't be happier!