Last night we (and our piggies) arrived safely home.
It is so nice to be back in our own beds,
eating our own food,
walking barefoot on our own floors,
and relaxing on our own couches.
Sam is only relieved that the needle part is over.
Because when he wasn't doing this...
He was playing games
and doing crafts
and tormenting the hospital staff with fake rubber snakes.
And he was doing this...
hanging out on the window ledge (we were on the 8th floor)
and watching all the vehicles and people below.
Or, watching the helicopters land on the helipad of the hospital across the street.
He was fascinated with both!
opening presents (Tuesday was his birthday) from us and the hospital staff.
We already had a party for him before he was admitted to the hospital, so we just had a few small gifts that we brought to the hospital for him to open.
But the hospital!
Everytime someone new arrived, they came bearing gifts.
He received a book
and a puzzle
and a couple of stuffed animals
and a craft paint kit
and a $50 gift card to Toys R Us!
And, they gave us a free birthday cake.
And, all the nurses came in and sang "Happy Birthday" to him.
I think he's going to want to have his birthday at the hospital every year now!