Someone Is Back To Normal

He's sleeping through the night.  He no longer has a fever.  He's asking for chicken and cheechas like before.  He even bit John on the arm.  I think he's ready to rock.

Feverish Nights

I hate to say it, but I was a bit relieved when Nicholas woke up last night with a fever.  When Dr. K mentioned that there was a slight chance John's symptoms were that of an appendicitis, I was a little freaked out.  Last night, he woke up at 2:30 asking for Donald Duck, Milk, and something else (I can't recall).  All I know is that I was begging him to be quiet.  I gave him his first drink of Powerade.  He made a sour face and shook as if he were shocked when he sipped it; yet, he continued to sip it.

How To Entertain Nicholas at Ralph's

Nicholas will sit in the shopping cart for only so long.  After about 20-minutes, he needs to be set free.  What entertains him?  The flower section.  He loves to look at the balloons, the bears, and the flowers.  If it were up to him, we'd buy little bears and Thomas the Tank Engine balloons.  Mind you, each of those costs at least $10, so we don't really do that.  We just let him look and touch.  Thankfully, THey let him play.

Someone Loves to Eat His Breads

Nicholas has never been a Dainty Dan when it comes to eating.  As a matter of fact, he really likes to devour his food whatever it may be.  Since he's a bit delicate when it comes to eating, it's usually pizza, chicken, "goldfish", chips, or breads.  As some of you know, Papi and Daddy both love their breads.  Clearly, Nicholas takes after his Grandfather and Father in that respect.

Leave Me Alone

I think Nicholas just wants to enjoy his dinner roll, but birthday boy, John, just wants to play "tickle tickle".

A Duck?

Our Nicholas seems to think these birds are ducks.  Who am I to tell him otherwise?

He's Very Unique

He's so unique that he's the only one allowed to use shoes in the jumper.  Anyone who knows anything about jumper ettiquete knows that one does not wear shoes in the bounce house.  Our Nicholas bucks the system and wears his little brow sandles that everyone loves.  He's bad and he knows it.

Someone Looks Like He's Up To No Good

Cousin Shelby

Shelby moved to Arkansas in 2003.  She's come back fro visits every couple of years or so to see Grammy, Uncle Rick, and Aunt Maureen.  She's had the pleasure of meeting Cousin Adriana about three years ago, but she hadn't had a chance to meet Nicholas until last Thursday.  At first, he was a little shy because he had never seen her before aside from photos.  Soon enough, he was letting her hold him in her arms and even walking around the grove holding her hand.  Nicholas knows good people when he sees them. 

She was one of the best high school softball players in the state of Arkansas.  As a matter of fact, she was the top hitter in the state.  She earned a full scholarship to Williams Baptist College.  Way to go Cousin Shelby.

Nicholas and the Kids

At the Grove, there is a bronze fountain celebrating the fun of summer.  The statues are at a lemonade stand and there's even running water to give their dog "a drink".  John has been a fan of this for a while.  Some of you may remember that he used to play with it all the time.  This was the first time we let Trouble Gonzalez get close to it.  I was pleasantly surprised with the restraint he showed. 

Lunch at the Cafe

Enoying my first Beignet

Saturday, we stopped in at Kmart to pick up a new microwave but didn't buy it.  After we left the store, John asked if we could go to the Grove to see books.  Since we had no other plans, we headed over there for the standard Grove Itinerary:  1.  Barnes and Noble; 2.  The fountains; and 3.  Lunch.

For lunch, we decided to try something new.  We stopped at Morel's Steakhouse and had a lovely lunch on the patio.  Much to our surprise and delight, they brought out some lovely beignets and jam.  Our Nicholas just LOVED them.  He wasn't such a fan of the jam, but he did love the savory treats.  Aside from that, he ate his standard cheechas and milk.  One day, he will have better eating habits.  I can't say when, but I know he will.

Daddy's Boy

Breakfast at Breakfast Friends aka Fiddler's Bistro

Nicholas can be a bit of a troublemaker.  He likes to task me.  He pushes my buttons, but I can't stay mad at him.  He's just too darn cute and too much like me.  Sadly, he tends to share my eating habits.  As of right now, he only likes to each breaded chicken, cheechas aka french fries, and pizza.  For breakfast, he breaks it up with some bacon and toast.  Guess what my favorite breakfast is?  Bacon and toast!