Anyway, we finally got called back to our own room where we waited some more. But then the doctor came in and kind of anti-climatically said that he's just had a severe allergic reaction to the bug bites and the blood from the earlier swelling was now settling further down in his foot as pulled by gravity. Yay! So off to the game we went.
As with the Saints game, there were multiple bathroom trips throughout the first half, but distractions with popcorn, ice/water, the band, Mike, and cheering meant that we got to stay until almost the end of the third quarter. DS had a good time once again. This time, there was no mid-game nap, nor did he fall asleep on the way home, and actually didn't go to sleep til almost 10:30. Scotty delusionally asked if the boy might sleep late this morning. I laughed at him. Sure enough, about 5:45 this morning, I hear, "Mama! I'm want to come in your room!" So we let him come on in and all slept a few more glorious hours.
We have all been enjoying the slightly cooler temps and are looking forward to fall.