Troy & Arin + Stockton & Logan: Our Summer in Review: June

We kicked off June with a trip to the ER. To add to the excitement, and expense, we decided to take a ride in the ambulance to get there. Logan decided to add some fun to our quiet evening by sending his Mom and Dad into full fledged panic mode. He has a tendency to do the silent cry when he gets really upset. By silent cry, I mean he will start crying, open his mouth, turn red, but no sound comes out. We have been worried when he does this b/c he had almost passed out a couple of times b/c he isn't breathing when he does it. Well, on this particular occasion, he had gotten hurt while him and Stockton were rough housing on the floor by falling on his back on a toy. He started crying so Troy picked him up and stood him in his lap to help calm him down. He was doing his typical "silent cry" when he arched his back and just collapsed in Troy's arms. Troy picked him up and realized that he was unconscious. After a few seconds, he started convulsing and his eyes were rolling around in his head. When I saw the way his eyes looked, I thought he was dying for sure. I jumped up and ran across the street to our neighbor's house who is nurse to get help. When I was at the door babbling that we needed help, Troy comes running out of our house with Logan's lifeless body, yelling "Get Britany!!!, Get Britany!!!" When Troy laid him down in their yard, he was turning blue and not breathing. I call 911 while they try and figure out what to do, but at this point I was too hysterical, I couldn't even tell them where we were. The next 10-15 minutes are just a blur, all I know is that for a few minutes, I was certain that my baby was either going to die or be brain dead because even after they got him breathing, he still wasn't waking up. To summarize the rest of the evening, it turns out he may be prone to have seizures and/or pass out when he cries like that b/c he stops breathing. So we have to watch him and not just let him cry. They told us to blow in his face hard and fast when he does it so he will inhale. We have had to do it numerous time since this incident and it freaks me out every time. Oh man, that's enough about that. Now I am all worked up just reliving it. While I recognize that it really wasn't that serious and it obviously could have been ALOT worse, it doesn't take away the fear and panic that we experienced in that short time. It was horrible. The only funny thing about it is, if you will notice in the picture, he is wearing his pajama shirt and diaper. That's right, that's what he looked like at 6pm on the day that we had to take him to the ER. Anyone who knows me very well knows that EVERYDAY we get up, eat breakfast and get dressed FIRST thing EVERY MORNING! Except, of course, on this morning. I felt like Mother of the Year.

Moving on....we went on our first camp trip of the season. It was a GREAT trip, aside from the marshmallow fight between me and Troy that our friends got to witness. WE. ARE. AWESOME.

Stockton with his B.F.F., Rhett.

The kids had a perfect "sandbox" provided by Mother Nature herself.

Our campsite

We ate watermelon in the driveway,

we painted on the sidewalk,

and we played in the rain.

Troy and I got to be the leaders on the 14-15 year old girls overnight hike.

It was my first taste of back packing and I definitely caught the fever. I can't wait til the boys get older and we can do it together. I loved it.

I am going to MISS these girls SO MUCH when we move!!!

Both of the boys got to do swimming lessons. A girl from our church did them at her house and she really did a great job. Both boys had a good time.

One day they even had a special visitor stop by for some fun.

We had cousins come for a visit. Stockton just adores his cousin, Emi. And he has even taken quite the liking to his "big" cousin, Mack. We took them down to play in the river.