Super trooper

Finn is doing great! He is a tough little guy. He slept through the night last night, or at least didn't get up. He was awake when we went to check on him when we went to bed, but he wasn't fussing or making any noise. He HATES the ear drops, or rather being held down for the ear drops. There was a bit of white crusty stuff in and outside his left ear this morning, but Jim thought it might be from the drops. The doctor said the right ear only had a small amount of fluid but the left ear was full of thick mucous. Just reconfirms that now was the right time for tubes!

Maybe the surgery mixed up Finn's sense of direction, but this was Finn this morning...
...under the futon! I'm not exactly sure how he got under there, but he definitely needed help getting out! That confirms he is back to his normal, curious self!

With all the excitement the last few days, I forgot to mention that Finn had his first experience with the ice-cream truck last weekend (Sunday after his party). It was mommy's first experience with one, too. Sam and Dillon were over and we could hear him coming down the street. So we grabbed our money and ran across the street, almost getting hit by a car...oops! Hey, it's ice-cream, man! I got an ice-cream cookie sandwich, my favorite, Sam got a bomb-pop and Dillon got a batman popcicle! Finn shared with all of us and he loved it, of course! Jim finished all of our treats, but didn't get one for himself. It was fun and a nice break to the afternoon.

Today is a special day. Our friend Logan, who we walked for on Sunday, would have turned 7 years old today if he hadn't been born too early. Happy birthday, little man. You will forever be in our hearts.