LOOK, GAMMO, NO PANTS!!!

Good evening to you all! It has been quite hectic around here, so I've not posted in almost a week. I think things are beginning to calm down now, let me see if I can bring you up to date.
Last weekend Beryl and I just needed to get away for a day and do something new, so Sunday he left early for work, and made a flying dash around all of his wells. No problems there, so we headed for Wichita, to the Kansas Colliseum to take in the flea market. FUN! HUGE! But FUN! We spent most of the day there, and found some "treasures". Then we took a new route out of town, and were amazed at how things have changed! The houses and businesses that have sprung up EVERYWHERE! I'm SO glad to live in a small town! Then we went to the cemetery to visit Daddy's gravesite. I hadn't been there since the day of his funeral. Needless to say, I had a major meltdown. NOW it was real. I'm glad Beryl was with me, even though it was hard on him. I needed the wake-up call to force me to begin to move forward. But the strange thing is.........I still don't remember being there the day of the funeral. Maybe someday it will all come back to me, I hope so. But for now my mind must be protecting my heart,
that's the only thing I can think of. Then we went to Mom's and took her out for supper. We had such a good time with her, she and Beryl are such buddies, and
it felt good to act silly again.
Monday was back to the grind again, and by now, I can feel myself getting a sinus headache. Heather and James were still not feeling well. Heather was getting better, but my little baby just didn't feel good. Tuesday was the same thing. Mom was here to spend the day with us, and James acted better, but his little nose was still running like a faucet. I was supposed to go to a baby shower that evening, but still had my headache, so I decided not to go. Good thing, 'cause almost as soon as Heather got home with James that evening, she called me in tears, asking if I could come over there and keep James while they went to the hospital to see a good friend of theirs that had a massive heart attack, and wasn't doing well at all. Of course, I went, and James and I hung out for a bit, and then he got so fussy, so I gave him some tylenol, and rocked him to sleep. I just sat in the rocker for the longest time, holding him, and humming to him. He doesn't let you rock him very often, just when he doesn't feel good, so I just took the opportunity to enjoy it while I could. Then on Wednesday, he just wasn't himself at all. He wouldn't eat OR drink, and felt so lousy, so I called Heather, and she called his doctor, and, of course, they wanted to see him. No problem, right? WRONG!! By then it was POURING down rain, and small hail, and the lightning was CRAZY!! Beryl was here with us, since he couldn't work in the storms, so we started watching the radar, and finally caught a break and headed to the doctors office. I'm so very thankful that he was here to drive us........it was still pouring, and James needed some attention. But we made it, and found out he has his first ear infection. So we went to get his medicine, and came home, and got him started on it, and he finally went down for a nap. Heather got here to get him just as he was beginning to wake up, and he was SO happy to see Momma. I was so tired last night, I went to bed at 9:00 and ZONKED. Which turned out to be a good thing, 'cause this morning, that little guy was a changed baby!!!! FULL OF VINEGAR!!!! It was wonderful to see him feeling so much better!!! He ate much better this morning, and was drinking again, and happily playing and entertaining the whole household.
Then this afternoon, he slept............ALOT. But get this: as I was folding laundry this afternoon, I heard him wake up via the baby monitor. He was just babbling, so I finished folding and then went in to get him. When I opened his door, his binky and his blanket and his Elmo and his "Larry" (his blanket buddy) were all on the floor in front of his crib. No biggie, he's done that before. So I picked them all up and stepped over to put them back in his crib, and the little booger is standing there with NO PANTS ON!! Just his diaper and his tee shirt. I was shocked. He started laughing out loud when I asked him what he did with his pants. I found them on the floor at the foot of his crib. I kept asking him how in the world he got his britches off, and he just kept laughing at me!!!! I don't mind it so much that he figured out how to get his pants off, since it is getting so warm out, but if he figures out how to get that diaper off, we are ALL going to be in a world of hurt!!! LOL That boy just LOVES to be naked! It's a struggle even now to get a diaper back on him when we change him! This could turn out to be very interesting!!
So I guess the only other thing going on is that Mom went to the doctor today, and I'm happy to say she is having trouble with allergies. I was quite nervous, I'll admit, when she called this morning and said she didn't feel up to snuff. But we can handle allergies! Thank you, Lord, for it not being anything worse!
And that, my friends, brings you up to the minute. Again, I'm whooped tonight, so I think I'll find my pillow pretty soon. If today was any indication of what tomorrow will bring, I better get all the rest I can! That little guy wears me out! But I love it!!!!!!!!
You all have a good evening, and a great weekend. Hug and kiss the ones you love, and TELL them what they mean to you...........
Love to you all, and God's Blessings to each of you!