charlee, i'm so glad your back home with your boys! seriously i've welled up for you!! (i really wanna know how well he did - and how many toys he managed - too)
stacey... i've seen your photo chick, and i don't really think the bald look would work on you please don't tear our hair out!! have you been back to the dr's? ranitidine may work better than gaviscon!
mind you ds2 is going through a won't eat can't sleep phase, maybe it's a boy thing!!
lebe, i remember you welcome back jump right on in :O
right, now i'm gonna tell you all about my trauma yesterday.. dp off work so we thought we'd take the boys to the oceanarium to see the fishies.. having a rally good time, we get in the lift to go down to walk through the tunnel (lots of sharks, stingrays, big old turtles..) it's one of those lifts with doors on both sides and for some reason the door to the other side opened, so dp pressed the button to close it, just as he did that ds1 ran out the door and the door shut behind him... straight away panic!! dp starts hitting buttons but the bloody doors wouldn't open so we had to go all the way down and come up again! ds1 was up their banging on the doors screaming his little head off shouting mummy! my baby! finally got my hands on him, tears pouring down my face and kissed him all over... frightened the bloody life out of both of us!
the moral of the story, hold their blooming hand all the blooming time!