We've had a pretty cool Summer in California, until September when it's decided to climb well over 100 degrees several times. I know, right? Anyway, Daylon has need to spend some time outside everyday to drop off kids at school and then pick up Caleb at noon and pick up Keira at 3pm. Our school was meant to hold 400 and there are 900 enrolled. Needless to say, traffic is Kaaaa-ray-zeee! We have to park down the street and hike it up to the school, no biggie except for the smoldering heat. His skin has just kind of thrown it's hands up in the air and said, "Enough!". His face, chest, legs (especially thighs) and diaper area have just fallen to bits. He's still scabbing though, so that's a good sign that the transplant is still in full swing. I did wrap him back up for a few days last week, but he wasn't having it. He would just roll down the tubifast and rip the transfer off and then scream cause it hurt. I guess that's the down side to transplant. The kids forget their old life and go through culture shock when they have to relive part of it.
I just wanted to post some pictures I took today of Daylon is his super cute cape made by the women in the Corona Stake. So sweet of them and he seriously LOVES it! I had to pry it off of him to sleep. :)
|any guesses on what he's saying here?|
|Our little Superman|