So Are You Sick of Thomas The Train Yet???

I know, I know it's been a long time!  So I'm here to fill everyone in.  It'll try to be short and sweet, no promises.  So, in order...
Dean picked out a pumpkin and this is what he chose, he likes to try to pick up very heavy things for some reason. And he grunts while trying, it's pretty funny.
Dean also got his first haircut.  We went to a place called Big League Cuts.  All of the chairs had t.v.'s and they turned cartoons on and he was an angel.  I don't even think he knew what was going on until we got up and paid and were walking out the door and I asked if he got his haircut and he smiled (with a sucker in his mouth) and pointed at his hair and said 'yea'.

  And now for the trauma of the century....  Dean got his first stitches.  Yes, as if any of us are surprised but still I was hoping for a little older.  

  Dean and I were at my Grandma Kitty's house waiting to meet my mom when Dean tripped and hit his head on the corner of her display cabinet.  It bled and he cried for what seemed like 5 minutes and then we got him calmed down so I could look at the cut, I decided it was too bad and he would probably need stitches.  I think I handled myself pretty good for my first 'situation'.  So we were off to the ER where we met Mom and Teresa.  Dean, believe it or not, had a great time, he was playing and waving at the nurses and other patients... until the shot and stitches, of course 3 hours later.      Poor Dean, it was so sad to see him held down screaming for me and I couldn't do anything for him.  But as soon as he was finished he immediately stopped crying and wanted some juice.  Needless to say he got anything his little heart desired for the next few days.

  I just want to point out that only when Tony is at work do these situations seem to occur.  So the one person I know can handle stressful times is of course working, yes he may be 'saving lives elsewhere' but non the less not with me.  I will however spare you the before picture you know I had to take to show Tony how bad and yucky it was:)

See he is peacefully watching his personal tv with his goldfish and bear at his side.

This was after the whole event as we waited to be discharged.  This was at about 9:15pm and is way past his bedtime of 8pm.  I know you all are cringing with this next picture but I had to post it.  There are 4 stitches..  poor, poor Dean.  He's a trooper.

So since last Thursday when this all happened he has had them taken out at his pediatricians office which wasn't even a glimpse of how bad it was getting those bad boys in. So I think its all over... for now. Ugh.

So now we have Halloween. Dean loves trains so we decided to dress him like a train conductor and our friends had a costumes for it so we were in luck. Dean wasn't crazy about the hat so he wouldn't wear that but in his defense he did still have the stitches in. So I snuck it on a couple times to get a picture or two and then let it go.  We went to our church's Harvest Fest which was fun, mostly because we didn't have to be out in the cold and walk around to get candy.  The parents and grandparents sit in a huge circle and the kids go around and get candy.  And they have snacks and activity's for all the kids.

yea thats a box of raisins in his hand not candy.  I was so proud he chose them over candy... for a second until he saw what good stuff he got from all of those nice people.

This was Trick or Treat night as we handed out candy.  Dean loved watching the kids walk up and get candy.  He kept giggling as each kid came up and then when they left he would say 'byyye' and wave... even when they were across the street.  It was so funny.  I even had to feed him his supper outside because he wouldn't come in to eat.
Ok so now I will try to keep up with everything.  Sorry it took so long.