Our little buddy got sick and tossed his cookies last night just as I finished writing last night’s entry. Instead of giving him milk before bed, we gave him some flat Sprite. He seemed okay once he calmed down from the drama of upchucking and having us clean him up. He fell asleep in bed with me and then we moved him to his bed shortly after 11:00 pm.
He slept well through the night until 7:50 this morning. After I picked him up, got him a fresh dipe and some juice, and put Barney on the tube, I noticed the little fellow was congested. I even debated on whether to take him to school today, but within a few minutes the congestion seemed to clear. I put him in a cute overalls outfit Grandpa ironed for him, and then off to school we went.
He was saying “Ah-mee” this morning as we sat in the car riders line, and he didn’t whimper at all when Miss Anna hoisted him from his car seat. Miss Anna said she knew he loved Miss Amy and Miss April.
When I went to pick up the little fellow, he walked out with Miss Amy. She said he was great all day until time to form the car riders line. I was fifth in line today, so maybe he didn’t have to wait too long—and maybe the staff didn’t have to listen to his wails too long. She said Max was sweet and that he was like her shadow because he follows her around all day.
He even got into his car seat all on his own once Miss Amy put him in our backseat, but when I got back there with him to buckle him in he threw a fit. I gave him the iPad and he seemed to forget about being angry.
When we got home, Baybay got a fresh dipe, a PB&J, some chocolate chip cookie morsels, and some goldfish crackers. I saw the little fellow dip his chocolate chip cookie morsels into the jelly of his PB&J. I gave him a milk bottle and went upstairs to let him finish it. He gave it back to me with about two ounces left in it, which is unusual. I put him in his bassinet for his nap, which lasted about three-and-a-half hours today.
He was in a great mood when he first awoke, but it wasn’t too long before he was irritable. Our little buddy is, uh, “backed up” again. We give him Miralax on a daily basis, but I cut back on the dose after a few loose stools. That was a bad call on my part, because tonight he pooped in Becky’s tub. He cried when he did, and I could certainly see why.
After half an hour of cleaning Max, Becky, the tub, and me, things got settled down around here. Becky and I piled in the bed with Max and she read him a bunch of stories. Then we all watched Barney together until Becky left to get us some dinner. After she came home and brushed his teeth, she put him to bed. I put a whole capful of Miralax in tonight’s milk bottle, so we might have to change our little fellow during the night. Max has had some serious issues with constipation in the past. Giving him Miralax daily has been a fantastic solution, but apparently I shouldn’t have reduced his dosage even when he had loose stools.
Grandpa phoned tonight to see if The Baybay Man could spend the night with him and Mimi, but Becky talked Grandpa into waiting until tomorrow night.

















