Good times.

The boys had an excellent weekend.

After two weeks of the flu and the crud, Griff and Allan turned the corner. Mom was on the uptick as well, but, unfortunately, Dad hit the bottom on Friday. We got the boys bathed and down. Jay took the upstairs bedroom and I took down -- and baby duty. Fortunately, the boys were really pretty good. Allan slept solidly through the night until he pulled out the feed tube sometime around 5 a.m. and woke up groggy and irritated at being cold and wet. Rather than attempt changing the sheets on the crib and waking up Griff, I just brought Allan in to bed with me. Which suited him fine. Until about 6, when Griff decided he needed to be in there, too. We all snuggled down for awhile, but, the next thing I knew, Allan was howling like a banshee. I couldn't figure out what was wrong, until I pulled the covers off of the boys and realized that Griff had decided to plant his bottom on Allan's stomach. After we all sorted out who belonged where, we cozied back in until nearly 9. Then both boys woke up in fabulous moods and we played "hide and seek" in the bed.

Dad headed off to catch up on some work and the boys and I had breakfast and played. Jesana mentioned wanting The Hokey Pokey on CD and I had found one (and a CD of Spanish kids' tunes, too) so we busted that out. Apparently I got Little People Disco Dance version of The Hokey Pokey and other songs. Oh.My.God. Griffith could not BE more delighted. We have danced and danced -- Celebration, We are Family, The Hustle. We have to get it on video. Allan will kind of sit and bob in a circle, but Griff yells "yeah" and gets low, low, low, and, when feeling particularly full of the spirit -- spins in circles. Jesana is going to have to corral this energy in to something a little more acceptable.

Griff took a three hour nap on Saturday (he's still not quite himself) and I was pretty sure I could talk Allan in to it, too, but no such luck. He slept for about 45 minutes and then conned me in to holding him for about 45 more before I realized I was being played. Although the weather wasn't very nice, we took a late afternoon walk before dinner just to clear our heads.

Today the weather was beautiful so we got out to the park. We spent part of the morning hanging pictures (honestly the Louvre docents wouldn't have taken longer than Jay does!), then I went to brunch with the girls while the boys took naps. We all headed out on a big walk and to the park. It wasn't an original idea -- the park was packed. The boys enjoyed all of the action, though. We saw lots of other kids and plenty of dogs. The only bad part was leaving and you can see how Griffith reacted to that.

Tonight we put up more pictures, grilled out and the boys are now down. Laundry (the umpteenth load) is being done. Dishes, too. Allan is off the oxygen again and we are hoping to make it all night.

No big plans for the week. Just try to keep it between the ditches.