This picture doesn't show the redness of his eyes very well. I also took this picture after he had been on drops for several days. He was on drops from Friday Sept 12th through today. His eyes were finally clear this past Thursday so I let him go to daycare yesterday for a couple of hours while I went to my own doctor appt. 
Awwww How sweet!!!! Thankfully none of us got Jarrett's pink eye. I quarentine at my house when we get sick. The bad thing is I can't keep a 3yr old in his room when he's sick so Brooke and Ashley have to stay in there's alot. It works. The girls don't mind. They would rather stay in their room then get sick.
On several funny notes: While we were shopping at Target the other day I realized that Jarrett wants everything on the car isle and a "bummer" (Hummer). He got so excited and yelled to the top of his lungs "Look Mom a Bummer!!!!" Needless to say this Christmas is going to be an easy one for me to shop for him. Ashley is another story. Brooke is pretty easy as well. She wants a bike and do have to admit she needs one.
Another funny story is actually an embarrassing one to me. Jarrett and I went to eat at Picadilly yesterday while we were spending my off day together. Forgive me for saying we were the only people under 70 there since it was 11am. I am telling you this so you'd understand how much they enjoyed a 3 yr old in line with them and I am being sarcastic. First Jarrett kept playing cars in the floor while we waited which was fine with me. It was keeping him occupied and he wasn't in anyone's way he was just a little loud with his racing noises. Next he tried to play with the lady behind us unsuccessfully might I say. At our house we pick at each other calling each other silly funny names. (Ex: macaroni head, jello head, bed head, car head, etc.) Well the next thing I know he has turned to lady behind us and called her a "Pick Head". I do have to admit now that I think of it in a 3 yr old voice it might have sounded like a bad word, but to me I understood what he said b/c I can understand him. Of course I leaned down and told him not to call people names that that was not nice. I was hoping the lady didn't hear him. Well she did and she let me know she did not at all nicely. She said "What did he say?" (real meanly) I then explained that he was trying to play with her and maybe our family should stop playing like that. Well she still didn't understand and she said again real meanly "What did he say?" I then said "He called you a pick head." She just scowled at me so I turned around and tried to help him pick out his jello. Which in itself was another ordeal. They had 3 color choices and I guess he's not used to getting to make a choice. This took him a while until I finally just picked it for him. The people behind us was not tolerable at all at the hold up in the line. I was trying my hardest to hurry us through and I thought for me and a 3 yr old we went through the line in record time. I didn't even get to think about what I wanted so I just spouted off things and later wished I had picked other things. I don't think I will be going back there by myself with him. I was a nervous wreck by the time we reached the table. He had almost knocked our tray off once, wouldn't go, the lady behind us kept pushing us forward and I kept having to reach over her for things like our drinks and cup lids, etc. Maybe I'll just stick to sit down restaurants where they bring it to you.
I know this is a windy blog I just had so much to talk about. Sorry. I will have to blog tomarrow about our girl socut meeting, Brooke's star student week, Ashley's open house which in itself was a trip.
Well talk to you all tomarrow.
Brandi
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