Almost back to the norm

Logan was convinced for most of this past week that Santa would be coming again. He is still being taken care of by his lovely Nana while school is on break. To him, this meant that Christmas would continue.

In an attempt to get life back to normal, Logan and my mom spent yesterday taking down the Christmas decorations. As I got home from work last night, Logan announced "It's almost Easter." He is delighted that the Easter bunny will be bringing him treats soon...

Life Lesson 386: the Dog has died

Keri, our family dog, died the weekend before Christmas. We were all getting together as a family in Bellingham on Saturday and Logan and I were driving there when my dad called to inform me that Keri had died. Keri had been with our family for 15 years and died in her sleep although she had not been ill or showing her age. Her death was a big shock.

Logan usually searches for "Keri girl" upon arrival to Bellingham and he wanted to give me the opportunity to tell Logan Keri would not be there.

As we drove up Logan and I discussed that Keri was gone. I told him that Keri was in Heaven now. Logan was quiet for a long time in the back of the car and then said "Maybe Jesus will give Nana Keri back for Christmas"

I explained that Jesus would not be bringing Keri back for Christmas and fortunately Logan did not ask his usual 30 "why"s.

The loss of Keri was huge for my family, particular my mom. Logan was very sensitive about how sad my mom was because Keri died.

A few times throughout the week Logan asked where she was or thought he heard her and was delighted. Those moments when he thought she was back broke my heart. He seems now to be accepting that she will not be returning.

This morning, during a game of hungry hungry hippo, Logan stopped and said to me "Is Keri with the new Jesus in Heaven?" The "new" Jesus? I asked. Logan said "Yeah, the new Jesus that was just born." Ahhh, that one... Perhaps I will save the existential explanation for a different year.

Nap time

Logan is supposed to be napping. However, for the last half hour he has been coming up with creative exits from his bedroom as he marches down the hall. I am failing at not laughing and have started to bite my cheeks to stop.

1 - he marched down the hallway with big high knees

2 - he walked down the hall saying "chuga-chuga-chuga-chuga-choo-choo" while rolling his arms like a train

3 - he came out wearing a ski hat and a giant grin

4 - he came out running full speed

5 - he came out being a shark (wide open mouth and growling, as sharks are prone to do)

He always saves his very best smiles for this time too so it is almost impossible not to grin back at him. Trouble, Trouble, Trouble!

There's a big possibility I will be ringing the door bell when we get home

Last night in the car on the way home from dinner Logan declared "There is a big possibility I will be ringing the doorbell when we get home."

I said "Definitely or Possibly"

Logan "A huge possibility"

So much insight from the backseat

So many uses for one thing

Recently my physical therapist sent me home with a long piece of tubing for doing rehab exercises.

Logan promptly discovered said tubing and used it as pictured above.

Who knew it was actually a seatbelt for the airplane (aka my bed)?