Oh my… So. much. ninja. fun!

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P.S. I am a Good Ninja.

And now, in the continuing adventures of The Crumley Sick House? A fun Sunday family outing to the ER!

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Still under the weather, yet I was able to surprise Alli with a rare night out sans Fuller. One of the guys I work with, Mike, was willing to spend his Saturday night watching Fuller. Alli and I ate at a Chinese buffet restaurant and then when to the Rave and saw Underworld: Evolution.

The movie was OK. For those who’ve seen the first Underworld, this one is pretty much more of the same. It’s got lots of vampires, werewolves, guns, and blood. Oh, and you’ll see a lot more of Kate Beckinsale in this one (if you know what I mean.) Alli never watched the first Underworld, so I had to catch her up beforehand. Afterwards, she said it was OK. Hey, even if she had hated it, it was still a night out. And after this week, we’ll take any excuse to have some time away from the house of sickness and crying.

So thanks Mike. May you live to be a thousand.

Yesterday I went to SBux and while I was waiting in line I was listening to my ipod shuffle. When it came time for me to order, as if on cue, Kristen Chenoweth started singing “Taylor, the Latte Boy.”

It definitely brought me joy.

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Fuller is still a snot nosed brat but he is on the mend. However, his parents are worse. Geez. Damon is already in bed and I am headed there in two shakes. This is the first time in my life where I would probably consider allowing Fuller to spend the night away from home with a cool aunt or awesome Vieja so that his parents could sleep in in the morning. Alas, those people don’t live here. (Hint, hint Austina!)

Today was Fuller’s 15-month well child checkup.

The Good: We got there on time.
The Bad: I had a hard time filling out the forms because Fuller wanted to play with the gate on the corral door.
The Ugly: Fuller cried and got really angry when he wasn?t allowed to play with the gate.

The Good: He is 33 inches tall.
The Bad: That’s just a smidge taller than our dinning room table.
The Ugly: Fuller has a bruise on his forehead to prove it.

The Good: Fuller is now 27 pounds.
The Bad: He would barely stand on the scale, wanting to be picked up.
The Ugly: My left hip feels those extra 27 pounds every day.

The Good: Fuller babbled nicely, proving he is developing nicely.
The Bad: Stethoscopes are scary and can make little boys cry.
The Ugly: Having three people hold you down so someone can scrape wax out of your ear is torture. (The wax build up thing he gets from both of his parents. Sorry!)
The Really Ugly: Fuller has an ear infection.
The Other Ugly: Two shots!

The Good: As soon as he was dressed he stopped crying.
The Bad: The doctor said Fuller has a big head, but to not be concerned. (So why bring it up?!?)
The Ugly: The doctor seemed really concerned that I should go out, like right now, and get cortisone cream for the rash around Fuller?s mouth (caused by the constant stream of drool flowing from his mouth).

The Good: I picked up some hydrocortisone cream (1%!) when I got the amoxicillin.
The Good: No more shots until he is four!
The Good: Fuller is awesome!