SXSW

I don't know how many absence forms I've signed for students who were planning to attend the South By Southwest music festival in Austin, which is actually North by Northwest from us in Houston.  The process has begun to move Henrik to a hospital much closer to us and also much less busy--Memorial Hermann Southwest.  We hope Henrik will be transferred by the end of next week.  This move is big for us since on January 6 both of us will be back to work for the first time since Henrik was born.  It's about 11 miles from our house rather than 21 miles, and there are not 10 hospitals, a major university, the prime city park, and two former Superbowl sites all within spitting distance.  We'll have only one traffic bottle neck to get through rather than 3-4 bottlenecks.
Anna held Henrik today.  His weight was up to 2lbs. 6 oz, so for the first time, Henrik weighs more than did Anders when he was born.  Henrik is now eating 20 mils.  His breathing is still going well, and he has gained weight for two straight days.  We continually remark about how much more mellow this time in the NICU is than was last time.  Don't get me wrong, it's still an intensive care unit, but it's all just more routine this time.
Anders lost treats yesterday because he was not well behaved, but he has done much better today thus far, and he earned back his treats.  He also napped today for over two hours.  Anders has also expanded the size of the fake school that he attends with his stuffed animals.  Some animals have "student" names, and names that come from stories that he reads, so those stuffed animals have two names.  It's very confusing to keep everyone straight!
Speaking of animals, Trudy gave us quite a scare this morning.  We were already up at 5:45 since the CEO of our house, Anders, was awake and not respecting the rule that we sleep until 7 am on the weekends.  I was up with Anders having breakfast, while Anna was trying to get some more winks when we heard the most ungodly whine coming from outside.  Anna bolted out of bed and ran into the kitchen, thinking Anders was in trouble.  I immediately thought Trudy was in the garage and wanted to get out.  What I found was Trudy stuck in a tree in the backyard.  No, she had not gone too high,  Rather, she was very low on the tree, almost to the ground but not fully.  I thought she had found a possum or some similar varmint back there.  It turns out that she had caught her claw on a chair that was in that tree for some reason.  So I lifted her up, Trudy scurried away, and has spent most of the rest of the day inside on the green couch, which can be problematic since that is also the sight of Anders' pretend school.
Today was a rain out for the most part, but then about an hour before sundown blue skies pushed in and we had a beautiful sunset here on the first day of winter.  One of the best things about living in Texas is that the default sky is "sunny."  Winter in Texas is by far my favorite season.
Tomorrow Anders has Christmas Pageant Practice for his Sheep role.  He also might wander over the Children's Choir to sing "We Three Kings."  I think the main reason non-parents go to the Christmas Pageant church service is to see four year olds wander around the front of the church.  I don't think Anders will disappoint...
I would proofread, but Anders is standing next to me, singing gibberish in my ear so I cannot think.