No more monkeys jumping on the bed...

I was able to spend more time at the hospital today than the last few days, thanks to Dad who had some "Grampa time" with Eli this morning while Mom and I headed out early. When I went in to see Marc all he wanted to know was "where is Eli" and "when is Eli coming?". It's ok, I know I'm second fiddle now. I told him Eli was on his way with Dad and that he should rest up. When Eli arrived I took him in and he did great! I should mention that Eli is really scared of the hospital - exam rooms, beds, the smells, people in white coats...he has had his fill of hospital time in his life thus far, and usually freaks out once you get him past the doors and into the units. But not today! He went right in, and was babbling and signing to Marc and smiling from ear to ear. He loves his Uncle Marc. :) We sang the song about the monkeys jumping on the bed, and Marc clapped along while Eli signed to the song (he has few words but knows several signs). Marc was pretty happy to see Eli, and it was SO nice to see him smiling!

~Becky