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Around Okemos, Spider-Man continues to reign supreme.

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Nothing in life is easy. Blah, blah, blah. We all know that's true. But for our family, it's just too true.

Piece of advice: Never fly with us.

When Jack came home with his Daddy from DC, he had an 8 hour delay because of rain in Baltimore.

When Jack came home with Mama and Ma from Florida, he had an 8 hour delay because of mechanical difficulties.

The almost-three-year-old is a seasoned travelor or who thinks delays are just part of the territory. (Not that this is completely untrue.)

Going through security in Fort Myers (his 4th flight in 1 week) he went up to the security person and said, "Um... where do I take my shoes off?" It was was priceless.

Then once we got deplaned for the "little engine problem" he ran around the terminal telling old people, "The plane is broken. It can't fly."

My parents got him this little suitcase with matching carry-on that he is very serious about. A good mother would have taken a picture of him cruising through Reagan and then Ft.Myers but I am not a good picture mother. That image is just going to have to be saved in my heart. He looked so cute. Every adult he walked past gushed over his cuteness.

And despite a few meltdowns, his 16 hours of airplane delays went off relatively well. He kept telling me Sunday night he was ready to get back to Okemos -- but so was I. He made friends with all the people flying on our plane and the ticket checkers even set up a Disney movie on a mini TV for him and the other kids suffering in the terminal. He was the only one to watch Monsters Inc. twice, though. Loves his movies.

Luckily, Jack's aunt takes lots of pictures. Looking back on his baby pictures, she's probably taken the majority of them -- or at least the good ones. Here he is waiting patiently to go to his grandparent's anniversary party. Daddy had just slicked his hair back. Looks angelic, doesn't he?

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Ding-dong the stent is dead. Whoo-hoo! I went to the doctor today and they removed the agony that was invading my insides since Memorial Day weekend. The long, approximately 12 inch rubber tube was helping my kidney-to-bladder function but then kicking my arse everywhere else. The doctor had to go in and get it today and when he pulled it out, I couldn't believe how long it was. It's pretty disgusting, actually. No wonder it made me feel so terrible!

They used a camera and then a mini-metal hand to go in and get it out. I watched all the action on a screen. Each time the doctor had the tube in his grasp, the baby kicked it out. I think it happened about three times. It's not that you saw the foot, just a bump and movement. It was crazy to watch. I think my doctor was getting a little frustrated.

Now I am urologist free until about 2 weeks after Baby Rex is born. Then I go in to find out what's wrong with with it through tests they can't do now because of the pregnancy.

The fam went to Virginia this weekend to help celebrate Husband's parents anniversary. Jack and Husband are staying there until Wednesday and are doing it up at Busch Gardens as we speak.