So here we go, two months worth of facebook:
October 2nd, 2013
Two Isaac conversations this morning --
I just got done pulling Ellie's short, short hair into a teeny tiny bun (per her request). Isaac looked over, smiled and exclaimed, "LOVE IT, Ellie! It looks just like a garbage can on your head!"
Then, we were talking about what he loved most about preschool, and he informed me it was definitely painting with dot paints. I commented how I'd been thinking about buying some of those and maybe I should, then he got all wistful and sighed, "Maybe Daddy would buy us some? Or Ms. Jenny could? Or maybe Grandpa KC could get us some? Or maybe Aunt Star?" I was all, "Um, Bug, Mom could buy them . . . " to which he sighed again and responded, "Yeah, I guess that could work."
September 30th, 2013
We've told Isaac to be quiet REPEATEDLY, but both and Greg are admittedly getting a kick out of his one man dialogue going on in there, "Do you know what this is? It's a solar system. And do you know what's in a solar system? PLANETS! And a then a sun. And if you go around far enough, you will find asteroids. This is a moon. It reflects the sun."
September 29th, 2013
While I was taking a four hour Sunday nap (I haven't been feeling great), Greg took the kids on a walk over to my parent's house. Where they ate their favorite dessert -- sorbet. Owen even managed to get his entire serving on his spoon :-)
September 28th, 2013
My
one year old suddenly walked into the kitchen chewing gum. I know I
didn't give him any. We are the only two home. I am pretty sure this
came out of the kids' bathroom trash. I'm pretty sure I just threw up
in my mouth a little . . .
September 24th, 2013
Took a
break from facebook for a few days -- which was really for your
benefit, my friends. We're potty training around here; and not only do
you not want the play by play of it all, but it's taking all I have to
not resort to repeated usage of profanity. (Seriously y'all, one
accident wasn't discovered until he'd taken off the dirty underwear up
in the play house then WENT DOWN THE FREAKING SLIDE,
and another not until he'd slid down the stairs on his butt in poopy
underwear.. DOWN THE STAIRS. EVERY SINGLE STAIR. I have DAYS worth of
these stories, and I've been trying to avoid facebook so you all didn't
need to be subjected to them. BUT SERIOUSLY, he slid down the stairs
and down the slide, on the same day, after two different accidents.)
(Also,
between Ellie being back to having 3-5 poopy underwear a day, Isaac's
attempted potty training, and Owen in diapers, I am SOOOOOOOO done with
poop. So completely done. Like days away from a nervous breakdown
kinda done. And now I just ranted about poop, and you can all see how
much better off you were when I was off facebook. My apologies. But,
seriously. The poop. THE POOP!!!! ARGH!)
Pretty sure kids don't get much more adorable than this . . .
September 12th, 2013
Isaac
is really into "Safety Kids" right now. He was just telling Greg about
us listening to the CD in the car, "Yeah, Dad, then Zan wanted his very
own set of designer genes, so he could do drugs and stuff." He is REALLY
not understanding the point of these CDs. I said, "Actually, bug, Zan
and Gregor didn't want to take drugs, they know they're bad for you."
"Nope, Mom, they LOVE drugs. Drugs are great! They want all the drugs!"
Not exactly a ringing endorsement, Brite Music.
Not exactly a ringing endorsement, Brite Music.
September 11th, 2013
Annie
just came into my room, and in a whimpering voice said, "I can't go to
sleep! It's too hard!" Seeing my confused look she said added, ever
closer to tears, "It's just too hard, I can't even lie down. It's too
hard to even lie down!" Me still looking back at her, dumbfounded by
her explanation; her with a quivering lip. "It's just, well, too hard
to . . ." I arched an eyebrow. At that point she busted up laughing. I
won that round. Back to bed kid.
So,
stage one of patch testing is done for Isaac. We removed the patches
and tape (we'll have a final 'reading' of his back tomorrow), but for
now it appears that we've only learned one thing. He's really allergic
to adhesive. Everywhere the tape was is bright red and sore and raised
and puffy and angry looking -- everywhere the food was are nice little
white patches where the food protected his
skin from the adhesive. Sooooo, this doesn't mean he wasn't allergic
to any of those 26 foods, just that he didn't patch test allergic to any
of them. So, we don't know anymore than we did before. Which is OK,
we knew going in it was a bit of a long shot, and we're not any further
behind that where we started, it just would've been nice to have a
couple new answers from the tests.
(And poor Isaac has been SO angry and grumpy ever since -- taking the tape off his raw, sometimes even open, skin was horrible, and he screamed and fought the whole time. I had to hold him while two nurses and the doctors worked on getting it off as gently as possible, but in the end I just agreed to have them rip the last two blocks of adhesive off as quickly as possible, since it was going so horribly and taking so long the other way. Poor thing.)
(And poor Isaac has been SO angry and grumpy ever since -- taking the tape off his raw, sometimes even open, skin was horrible, and he screamed and fought the whole time. I had to hold him while two nurses and the doctors worked on getting it off as gently as possible, but in the end I just agreed to have them rip the last two blocks of adhesive off as quickly as possible, since it was going so horribly and taking so long the other way. Poor thing.)
Afterwards, it was kinda sad, and kinda hilarious, but he was SO angry at me and Talina ('cause obviously I brought reinforcements to help me out ), that he stood there, shirtless in the parking lot, screaming that he was not going home, he was never going home,
and he wouldn't walk to the van and he was staying there. Then at one
point I asked him if he wanted to go home in mine or Talina's car, and
he yelled, "No, I'm not going home! I'm not going with anyone! Except
maybe you, or Talina!" Talina and I couldn't help but start to laugh.
September 10th, 2013
Isaac,
when the 'Safety Kids' CD started up in the car, "Hey, this is the drug
CD! I love the drug CD! It's the one where they do drugs!"
Um, I think someone has missed the entire point . . .
Um, I think someone has missed the entire point . . .
September 9th, 2013
The kids have SO much fun in Grandma's garden . . . here's the girls are eating pears and picking cherry tomatoes . .
Then pictures of Isaac before and after his appointment with the allergist. (Isaac, ahem, "Super Isaac' as he's told me to
call him, has picked out his outfit for testing today. Also, he'll be
wearing his sister's purple sandals, because all of his shoes are in his
room where the baby is sleeping . . .)
September 9th, 2013
Owen and cousin Bailey with their Great Grandparents
September 8th, 2013 - Playing around in Photo Booth
You
know, the gigantic cardboard box in the middle of my front room looks
kinda trashy . . . . but the kids love it SO much we may never get rid
of it Who am I to throw
away their fort/boat/pirate ship/clubhouse/race car/train/house/dog
house/classroom/swimming pool/and any number of other things it's been
for them over the last four days . . .
September 7th, 2013
Love the days when I don't even have to worry about lunch, 'cause my kids just stuffed themselves in Grandma Karine's
garden -- pears, cucumbers, cherry tomatoes with basil (of lemon, lime
and sweet varieties), cantaloupe AND I came home with 20 pounds of
onions and a bunch of peppers and potatoes. I love harvesting . . .
September 6th, 2013
Had
such a great day at the zoo -- over five hours and only a couple
meltdowns by the kids. I consider that a success! Thanks for coming
with us Emily and Hailey. The kids have talked about it all day, and Isaac tonight
in his prayers said, "And blessings that Hailey gets to come places with
us." (We're still working on 'grateful' and 'thankful' -- he just
likes pronouncing 'blessings' on everything :-) )
August 29th, 2013
I'm
such a Mom -- I totally just had the thought, "Wow, today's been a good
day, nobody's thrown up since 9AM!" My standards are so very, very low
August 28th, 2013
It
seems like it's inevitable that on the week where I have no idea how
we're gonna balance our budget with all the medical bills that have come
in the last couple days, that I would totally end up pulling the stupid
Kindle Fire out of the washing machine with the wet clothes. Grumble,
grumble.
August 27th, 2013
Isaac
is wearing the Pull Ups that have a shape on the front that disappears
when wet. This potty training thing is going SO GREAT (insert 'sarcasm
font' here), as he just walked up to me and said, "Hey Mom, I peed in my
pants so that stupid star would go away . . . "
Owen's
appt. went pretty good today! He's put on FOUR pounds in just four
months, and his iron is back in the normal range. His blood work still
shows some really low levels in some areas, but we think he's trending
upwards. With wheat and dairy out of his diet he seems to be absorbing
better and growing more, so they expect the nutritional deficiencies to
right themselves as he grows. We'll need to scope again in six months,
and we're still not exactly sure what foods are keeping his levels
higher than normal, but overall he seems to really be trending upwards.
August 25th, 2013
Realizing sadly that summer really is over. (Even with Annie having been in school for three weeks, then off track again now for vacation). My Mom and sister are back at work now for school I have four different appointments with new specialists for the kids in the next two days, and two fewer babysitters . . . darn, I've been spoiled this summer!
Realizing sadly that summer really is over. (Even with Annie having been in school for three weeks, then off track again now for vacation). My Mom and sister are back at work now for school I have four different appointments with new specialists for the kids in the next two days, and two fewer babysitters . . . darn, I've been spoiled this summer!
One
of my favorite parts of vacation was watching my 22 month old niece run
down the beach after the seagulls calling out, "Wait, birds! Please!
Wait!"
August 24th, 2013 (Driving home from California Vacation)
Have been listening to 'La Bamba' on repeat for the last forty miles . . . it is the only thing that is keeping the two one-year olds happy (happy-ish, that is.) It is a special kind of torture . . . :-)
Isaac is sobbing uncontrollably because he misses our hotel room and doesn't want to sleep in our house. We agreed to turn on the room air conditioner on high so it would sound more like the hotel room . . . that seems to have appeased him for now. (He's also had melt downs because we wouldn't let him have a sleep over at Grandma's house, I picked brown pajama pants instead of blue ones, I wouldn't let him wear his shoes to bed, and I wouldn't let him go over and visit the neighbor girls, Sarajayne and Kate. I could be mistaken, but I think he's overly tired . . . )
August 14th, 2013
The
girls are in taking a bath, and I just heard Ellie yell, "CANNONBALL!" I
feel like I should possibly stop making breakfast for a minute and go
and check on them . . .
August 10th, 2013
Cooked squash, steamed carrots and apples, cut up pears, added some blueberries and banana, then and blended six full blenders filled with all these fruits and veggies -- then I got it all packed into 55 pouches. I feel marginally more prepared for snack times, school lunches and vacation:-)
Cooked squash, steamed carrots and apples, cut up pears, added some blueberries and banana, then and blended six full blenders filled with all these fruits and veggies -- then I got it all packed into 55 pouches. I feel marginally more prepared for snack times, school lunches and vacation:-)
August 9th, 2013
Don't laugh, but it took me 7+ years to work
up the courage to even attempt a french braid . . . and I had to have
Ellie help us by holding one of the pieces of hair :- It doesn't look bad from the back (but the front has some CRAZY bumps -- but she loves it, so it works.) So here it is for the memory books -- Annie's first Mom-braided french braid :-)
(Grandma's done it a few times -- usually in the shape of a crown,
wrapping around here head -- so you can see why I feel so inadequate as a
french braider) :-)
August 8th, 2013
I
played Candy Land FOUR TIMES. I deserve super Mom points. But, I feel
the need to confess that the fourth time I totally rigged the cards so
Isaac and I both drew the furthest candy space cards in the first couple
turns and the game was over in three minutes. :-)
Sick
toddlers are pretty much the worst company ever. I've never had someone
simultaneously wipe so much snot on my shirt, while crying nonstop,
refusing all offered food, but begging for a snack, all while being
ridiculously overly tired after cutting his nap short . . . Greg cannot
get home soon enough tonight . . .
Greg
insisted the hall light was enough of a nightlight for Isaac. Isaac
refuted, "But the light can't travel all the way from the hall, through
the door and into my eyeballs."
We've gone quite awhile without an Instacare trip on a Sunday afternoon. Who knew it would be Greg that broke the streak? Apparently Greg's immune system took a summer vacation -- our least sick member of the family is currently down with pneumonia, a sinus infection AND a viral flu. Poor Greg.
My three year old is odd -- I don't think he could correctly identify even three Pixar characters, and yet can name every student on 'The Magic School Bus', and I think he has a preschooler-crush on Ms. Frizzle.
August 3rd, 2013
Me, catching Isaac in the act, "Bug! You know you're not supposed to pour shampoo into the tub!" To which he responds, "Mom, listen, I'm telling you the truth here -- if I make bubbles, then we have bubbles. If I don't make bubbles, then there are none. Do you see what I'm saying?"
I find myself at a loss of words with this kid more than with all my other kids combined . . . :-)
We've gone quite awhile without an Instacare trip on a Sunday afternoon. Who knew it would be Greg that broke the streak? Apparently Greg's immune system took a summer vacation -- our least sick member of the family is currently down with pneumonia, a sinus infection AND a viral flu. Poor Greg.
My three year old is odd -- I don't think he could correctly identify even three Pixar characters, and yet can name every student on 'The Magic School Bus', and I think he has a preschooler-crush on Ms. Frizzle.
August 3rd, 2013
Me, catching Isaac in the act, "Bug! You know you're not supposed to pour shampoo into the tub!" To which he responds, "Mom, listen, I'm telling you the truth here -- if I make bubbles, then we have bubbles. If I don't make bubbles, then there are none. Do you see what I'm saying?"
I find myself at a loss of words with this kid more than with all my other kids combined . . . :-)
And this is what happens when Greg is in charge of dressing the baby. So this is where Ellie gets her fashion sense from . . .
August 2nd, 2013Ellie's friend Kate just walked in and asked if Elile could play. Ellie came bolting down the stairs, happily shrieking, "KATE! We can play Kindergarten! Since we know ALL ABOUT IT now!"
Now they're out jumping on the trampoline, 'cause apparently that's what you do in Kindergarten :-)
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