maybe things are lookin' up

this is day 3 post-"i'm getting my tonsils taken out" day. it's still early but at the risk of being overly optimistic, i think things may be on the upswing. max is a little perkier this morning. perky being a relative term...in his case perky means he's not flat on the couch, he's kind of somewhere between flat and almost sitting. (we'll take any positive move.) he still doesn't want to eat but he is drinking and that's all the doc said he had to do. he's still not talking, although occasionally he'll mutter an "mm hmm". he did tell me he loved me yesterday - a beautiful sound...his brothers are still paying very close attention to him and taking care of his needs/requests. they both jump to do anything he needs. and they miss hearing his voice too. now i'm realistic enough to know that this will not last, but i have to say that we are loving it while we've got it! maybe it's a glimpse into their adult years when the testosterone levels won't matter and they will be brotherfriends who are there for each other in any circumstance.

here are some pictures from yesterday:

picking out a dvd for max's movie enjoyment

please mom, put the camera away!

popsicle patrol

aly brought jigglers and andrew brought a video for max to watch...andrew opted out of the kodak moment. i think he wasn't sure what to think of max being flopped out on the couch.

and tonsil boy on this day 3 morning...he even mustered up a smile...