Come, Mommy

Time is a bit tight around here right now, but I wanted to post some pictures of the now healthy boys on Mother’s Day. Liam’s poor scraped knees have completely healed. Both boys and Kevin have recovered from the tummy bug that we had visiting last week. (And our house has returned to Full Shrieking Normalcy because one baby and 4-year-old can together make an amazing amount of noise when they are in top form.)

Anyway, these pictures are from Kiri’s very first ever ride on the Jersey Shore Boardwalk. Kevin and the boys went to the Shore for the day on Mother’s Day, and left me at home to hang out in peace and marvel at the stillness and lack of shrieking. The boys had a great time eating pizza, playing games, and riding every ride they were allowed to. Liam one his first prize ever by playing Whack-a-Mole. He walked in the house carrying this enormous red and white chimp that dances and sings Wild Thing. He looked so proud of himself that I wish I’d had the camera then.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, it was sooo quiet here! It was wonderful. Casey and I spent time reading, surfing the web, and feeding Pippi. (More on that to come.) Thank you for my day of peace and solitude, guys – I love you all more than you can know.

And if you’re wondering about last week’s other disaster, Pippi – well, he’s on the road to recovery, too. Turns out he developed a really bad bleeding ulcer. So bad that he lost dangerous amounts of blood through his stool. He spent three days at the vet hospital on IV fluids, IV antibiotics, and Pepcid. He was in bad shape, and even when he came home we really weren’t sure he would make it.

We got to bring him home Friday. He was (and still is) on a soft diet, and he wouldn’t eat well without hand-feeding until yesterday morning. (Yet another reason for me staying home Sunday. Feeding a ferret means feeding every 2-3 hours.) He’s still very, very thin, but just yesterday he started eating like, well, a very hungry ferret, and there’s definitely some spark in his eyes this morning. It’s going to be a few more weeks of antibiotics, but finally I’m truly believing he’s going to make it.

It was a fantastic Mother’s Day  – I felt all relaxed and happy by the end, and all three boys had a blast. It wasn’t traditional, but it sure was wonderful.