We got up this morning, and Rob said, "Hmmm.....I can't find Trey's hearing aid. I KNOW he had it on when I put him to bed". So, we started tearing through sheets, etc., looking under the bed, and finally I asked him. Of course he answered "downstairs", as it seems to be his 'go to' answer. I went downstairs and, yet again, tore it apart, but no hearing aid. I'm now ready to tear my hair out, when suddenly, my wonderful husband strolls into the house holding Trey's hearing aid. Where was it, you ask? My 'brilliant' husband had taken it off of Trey because it was squealing while he was sleeping in the car last night. Why couldn't he have remembered that this morning before I tore the game room apart.
Jake also was complaining about his ear last night, so we gave him so drops and put him to bed. He woke up saying his ear still hurt, and he had a fever of 102-something. Yep- you guessed it. Ear infection. The poor boy has been sleeping for the last 3 hours (which is unheard of for him), so I'm expecting to be up with him during the night since he'll be nice and rested. He hasn't had an ear infection since last September so that's not too bad. Hopefully at some point they will grow out of these (please????)
I'm being recruited for a round of Wii golf by Trey, so I better go. He's very persistent-LOL!