Funny Funny Cam

I get a kick out of my 5-year old.  And lately I have been remembering back to when my 17-year old was 5.  They are a lot alike.  Full of imagination, and happy and easy going.  Dustin used to dress up in his costumes and wear them all day.  To the grocery store, etc.  And he wasn't "Dustin" he was "Peter Pan" or "Batman".  Cameron doesn't have the costumes but he still likes to get "decked out."

We had Cam's 8th laser treatment last week.  Our neighbor gave him Spiderman socks the night before.  He picked out his wardrobe for the hospital:  his Spiderman pajamas, Spiderman socks, and he put his stuff to do in the car in his Spiderman backpack.  Now I had just done laundry and washed two pair of pajamas cuz I know he likes to wear pj's to the hospital, but  Spiderman wasn't among them.  So I just got a wash rag and washed off the dirty spots (probably syrup).  And his pants had a hole but oh well.

When he was taken back to pre-op he promptly lifted up his pants to show off his Spiderman socks to the nurse who was taking his vitals.  And then he showed everyone who happened to come into his room.  When he got dressed in his hospital pajamas he asked if he could leave his socks on.  The answer was "yes."

The laser treatment went very well.  It was quick because the doc didn't do his neck, chest or ear.  She is done with those parts.  Yay!  He woke up from anesthesia just fine--no emergence delirium--and he didn't get sick.  Hooray!  Healing is much quicker this time and he was mostly pain free.  Yay!  And the biggest news--One more in May and then come back in a year.  Hooray!

Another funny story at the hospital.  We had to wait in the waiting room for an hour and a half! (not funny).  That has never happened before.  Usually its 10-15 minutes or less.  Anyway, there was a play house with a kitchen and play food.  So Cameron was pretending to cook and then served me food, which was breakfast.  He was very good to split everything evenly, even pretending to cut up some things so we could both have the same amount.  After we ate then he got into the car there (the kind you use your feet to move) and said, "Goodbye. I am going to work.  You wash the dishes."  I thought it was very funny.  But later, after he fixed lunch, went back to work, came home and fixed dinner, he told me that I don't have to wash the dishes at night because he does them at night.  Isn't that great?  A "hubby" who cooks breakfast, lunch, and dinner and does the dinner dishes at night.  Not bad.

Back to the Spidey socks--I think he wore them everyday for the next week.  He had shorts on one day with his sunglasses too.  couldn't resist the shot: