Of skating, illness and sleep

Despite the exorbitant cost, I did break down
and get Jake a light-up toy this time.

Thursday evening I took the Little Man, his friend R and R's Mom to see Disney on Ice's Rockin' Ever After. I had my trepidations about going, but Jake had been asking for weeks to see the show and when I was offered the opportunity the review the show, I figured this was our chance. I was hesitant to buy tickets because when we went last year, I spent the full two hours trying to entertain a couple of very bored boys.

This time around we were pleasantly surprised by the changes made to the show since last year.  The routines were much more elaborate and fun, and there was more to the show than simply princesses.  The costumes were great and the props full of colour and pizazz.  The entire thing was so much more enjoyable and the boys had a great time.

Friday saw Mr. Tree and I home from work trying to take care of a very sick Baby Man. We brought him to the doctor and eventually to the Children's Hospital, where he needed some breathing treatments.  For the first time in a long time we waited over five hours just to see the doctor and another two before we were cleared to go home . . . at 2 am.

We spent the weekend napping, running errands, going to birthday parties, napping and doing whatever it took to get Noah to sleep and stop crying. The poor lad is not a happy camper, but he seems to be over the worst . . . knock on wood.

And now, to sleep, perchance to dream.