The last 5 months of hospital living caught up to me and I got the sniffles. Good thing they have masks on every corner. Today it's gone, thanks to mega doses of vitamins and herbs. Anyway, just thought I'd add pictures of the cutie patooties...Noah's posing for the camera. Those are the PICC poke sites you see on his little arm that were unsuccessful. The PICC is in his right upper arm. Then, there's the cute guy with the thick brown curly hair...Of course, the girl in the chair with him is the same kid, who the day before, had three staples put in her head. You can see she's really traumatized...

My sister spent the last two nights here at the hospital so Jason and I could be home with Em, our wounded little soldier. Last night I was conscious during my sleep of holding Noah. Every time I turned over, I was "positioning" him in my arms. Well, at some point I started dreaming about holding him. I dreamt that my sister and I were sitting in the back pew of a Catholic church. I was holding Noah in his little diaper and I moved him from one arm to the other. All of a sudden, he grabbed my fingers, kicked his legs and started bouncing on my lap. In the dream my sister and I started screaming and then shouting, "Praise God! Praise the Lord! Thank you, Jesus!" I woke up doing the same. It was a pretty great dream...It's also cool to know that when I am awake and when I lie down, I am praising Him...

Today, I discovered something new and exciting about Noah that I never knew...he's very ticklish! He has a vibrating alligator toy that we usually wiggle on his cheeks by his mouth. Well, I put it on his head and he wiggled his neck, then I put it in his ear and he turned his head toward it, and finally, I put the gator on his rib cage and he shrugged his shoulders, moved his torso and moved his arms, ever so slightly. It may not seem like a lot, but it was our little treasure today. So cute...

Tomorrow we've been given a gift from a sweet friend who works for the Broncos to attend their last season game. I had to be honest and ask her who they were playing because I was so out of the loop that I hadn't even realized that Saddam was being executed, that Gerald Ford had died, or heck, that we were going to have the second blizzard...she understood my not being up on who's playing who, and the offer still stands, so, we're looking forward to some time off campus together.