Mmm, good eh Molly?
Nice teeth Mikie!
These boys don't like their sister at all :)
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Recent Pics
Mol now eats like a big girl in the highchair. Mikie helped me feed her sweet potatoes in his and Jack's old seat...
Mmm, good eh Molly?
Nice teeth Mikie!
These boys don't like their sister at all :)
Mmm, good eh Molly?
Nice teeth Mikie!
These boys don't like their sister at all :)
Monday, January 28, 2008
Not a Bad Seed, a Bad Vein
Sitting here at the desk - the computer paper is strewn all over, pens laid all around, if I turn my chair on wheels around I see the little plastic table in the family room covered in markers without lids, pumpkin cutouts from Halloween time tossed all over the floor, coloring books open with pages with one line drawn on them, stranded... In the dining room there is laundry piled up so high that the neatly folded stacks are falling into each other making it hard to tell where Jack's pants end and Mikie's begin. The kitchen floor has a beautiful display of alphabet cards and winter hats, mixed with some cars and trucks and last years costumes that are too small.
Ok, enough about the huge mess I have hovering :) I had my vein doctor appt today and it went, well, as expected. Funny, as I said before, I feel like my body is falling apart at 30! What the beak? I know I made both the ear appt and vein appt because I have issues, but it's crazy to walk away from both knowing I need a surgical procedure to correct both. Ya half expect going in and being told "ahh, it's not that bad, have a nice day," but when you set up to have surgery (although minor in the scheme of things and both outpatient) it hits ya like, well... HUH?! The vein clinic set up the procedure to pretty much "deaden" the vein that is causing problems for April 14th, 3 days prior to my ear procedure. I'm going to call and switch that out. I told her I was going to have another procedure that same week and she figured it wouldn't be that big of a deal to have both. Sure, mix the recovery time, why not? But... do I wanna deal with a sore leg AND dizzy spells? Probably not at that same time.
I guess the vein procedure involves a needle and catheter tube that is inserted up my bad vein, which tears the crap outta the vein from the inside so that it stops working, without having to take it out. Then they will do some small incisions to remove the "superficial" veins that are bulging around the inside of my right knee. Pretty, eh? :) I'm glad it'll be taken care of though, better to do it now.
Anywho, I'm gonna make some supper now - have a good one!
Ok, enough about the huge mess I have hovering :) I had my vein doctor appt today and it went, well, as expected. Funny, as I said before, I feel like my body is falling apart at 30! What the beak? I know I made both the ear appt and vein appt because I have issues, but it's crazy to walk away from both knowing I need a surgical procedure to correct both. Ya half expect going in and being told "ahh, it's not that bad, have a nice day," but when you set up to have surgery (although minor in the scheme of things and both outpatient) it hits ya like, well... HUH?! The vein clinic set up the procedure to pretty much "deaden" the vein that is causing problems for April 14th, 3 days prior to my ear procedure. I'm going to call and switch that out. I told her I was going to have another procedure that same week and she figured it wouldn't be that big of a deal to have both. Sure, mix the recovery time, why not? But... do I wanna deal with a sore leg AND dizzy spells? Probably not at that same time.
I guess the vein procedure involves a needle and catheter tube that is inserted up my bad vein, which tears the crap outta the vein from the inside so that it stops working, without having to take it out. Then they will do some small incisions to remove the "superficial" veins that are bulging around the inside of my right knee. Pretty, eh? :) I'm glad it'll be taken care of though, better to do it now.
Anywho, I'm gonna make some supper now - have a good one!
Friday, January 25, 2008
Double or Nothing?
The answer to that is double. My hearing loss has doubled in the past two years since I last had it checked! At least it hasn’t gone to nothing :) I had an appt with the ear specialist today and was shocked to “hear” that it had gotten that much worse. Over time I have noticed my hearing in my right ear has gotten worse, harder to hear in large crowded places, or even just with 3 people around talking, hard to hear the kids if they are talking to me in the truck, hard to hear anything if there is music playing. I find I have started to read lips to help make sure I hear correctly. But doubled? I wasn’t sure what to say…
The ear doc is a really nice fella, he strongly encouraged surgery at this point. I was so taken aback by the initial “doubled” comments that surgery kinda struck me. Umm, ok. I knew some time I would have to have the laser surgery to correct it, but so soon? I teased him that “I sometimes use my being deaf as an excuse,” he laughed. I suppose it isn’t funny when you get to the point of surgery. So come April 17th, I’ll be headed to the hospital downtown for outpatient surgery. He did say I have some nerve damage because of the kind of hearing loss I have (Otosclerosis) so after the surgery my hearing in my right ear will not be perfect, but it’ll be pretty darn close. The alternate? “Letting it go” would only do more nerve damage to my ear which can’t be corrected. Pretty crazy stuff. I’m the one who has always been able to check the no box by “any surgeries.” Now I’ll have not only the ear surgery on my record, but also the probable vein surgery I’ll have for my right leg. I have an appt Monday with the vein doctor. What the beak is happening to the right side of my body? :)
The ear doc is a really nice fella, he strongly encouraged surgery at this point. I was so taken aback by the initial “doubled” comments that surgery kinda struck me. Umm, ok. I knew some time I would have to have the laser surgery to correct it, but so soon? I teased him that “I sometimes use my being deaf as an excuse,” he laughed. I suppose it isn’t funny when you get to the point of surgery. So come April 17th, I’ll be headed to the hospital downtown for outpatient surgery. He did say I have some nerve damage because of the kind of hearing loss I have (Otosclerosis) so after the surgery my hearing in my right ear will not be perfect, but it’ll be pretty darn close. The alternate? “Letting it go” would only do more nerve damage to my ear which can’t be corrected. Pretty crazy stuff. I’m the one who has always been able to check the no box by “any surgeries.” Now I’ll have not only the ear surgery on my record, but also the probable vein surgery I’ll have for my right leg. I have an appt Monday with the vein doctor. What the beak is happening to the right side of my body? :)
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Tooting My Own Horn
Not meaning to toot my own horn, these next 8 pics I think rank right up there in some of the best pictures I've ever taken :) I think they turned out really cute!
The boys (including Erk) are out for a special dinner and shopping for "Zurg" (Toy Story 2 character) tonight. Erk wanted to spend some quality time with the little dudes, so us chicks are doing the same.
The boys (including Erk) are out for a special dinner and shopping for "Zurg" (Toy Story 2 character) tonight. Erk wanted to spend some quality time with the little dudes, so us chicks are doing the same.
Funny Boys
I was in the bathroom a bit ago getting ready. I hear this going on in the kitchen:
Jack: “Mikie, we get to go to that mall with Daddy tonight special.
Mikie: “Yeah, that… that one with the kerosene?”
Jack: “No, it’s not kerosene Mikie, it’s called a carousel.”
Mikie: “Ohh yeah, a carousel.”
Jack: “Kerosene, Mikie… kerosene is what Daddy puts in the house with the heater to warm up our house.”
Mikie: “Ohh yeah, and we don’t ride on that.”
Then just minutes ago the boys both come down the stairs, yelling at each other, trying to get to me first to tell on the other. Mikie gets here first and while he’s telling me they bumped heads, Jack is yelling, “That’s not what happened!” So I said “what happened Jack?” He replies, “Mikie had his head right in the way and I hit it with mine by accident.”
Jack: “Mikie, we get to go to that mall with Daddy tonight special.
Mikie: “Yeah, that… that one with the kerosene?”
Jack: “No, it’s not kerosene Mikie, it’s called a carousel.”
Mikie: “Ohh yeah, a carousel.”
Jack: “Kerosene, Mikie… kerosene is what Daddy puts in the house with the heater to warm up our house.”
Mikie: “Ohh yeah, and we don’t ride on that.”
Then just minutes ago the boys both come down the stairs, yelling at each other, trying to get to me first to tell on the other. Mikie gets here first and while he’s telling me they bumped heads, Jack is yelling, “That’s not what happened!” So I said “what happened Jack?” He replies, “Mikie had his head right in the way and I hit it with mine by accident.”
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Multi-tasker
I caught Mikie in the kitchen last night with this lump under his shirt. I asked him if he was having a baby and he said, "no, I ate too much cake!"
What's up with you grey haired Bean dog? She's getting old!
Talk about multi-tasking! Auntie Meg came up last night and managed to give Mikie a piggy back while feeding Molly at the same time.
Toy Overload
The boys think the more the better, but Mol? She was a bit overwhelmed by all of the toys they loaded on her exersaucer :)
Here are all 3 watching Toy Story 2
Isn't she cute?
Here are all 3 watching Toy Story 2
Isn't she cute?
Monday, January 21, 2008
Pushed Right Over
Ahh the days of total naptime overlap.
When the boys would nap and I’d have a time gap.
A gap to fill with folding clothes or doing dishes,
Or time to scrapbook or stare at the ceiling with wishes.
Sure some days it happens so and is wonderful to see,
All 3 kids with eyes tightly shut, dreaming of what they’ll be.
No, I don’t by any means expect naps everyday from Jack,
But after today and what I’ll tell ya, you’ll see why I’m not outta whack.
For today the silence is being filled with little footsteps.
Ones that think they are fooling me, but I hear the constant reps.
I’m gonna be quite honest and say Jack is pushing my buttons,
He’s for some reason wanting to push the limits, the attitude not a cuttin’.
A “time out” he was in not even 10 minutes outta bed this morning,
I simply asked him to put pants on and then it came without warning.
Throwing a fit and giving me the evil eye because he disagreed.
“Huh?” I thought to myself, “is this today, ohh just what I need.”
The “tude” has unfortunately continued and I’m still not sure why,
I try to have a constant patient loving attitude, but push me, ohh yeah… try?
But I have been pushed, pushed right over the edge,
Now I’m unable to hide my frustration, I’m on the ledge.
It can take quite a bit to get me yellin’ or some days not much at all,
Today I think I was rather patient at first, making the right call.
Too bad he has been talking back, egging on his brother and showing quite the crappy “tude,”
You can do it the right way or just get in trouble, you cute but ornery dude!
We had M2 this morning at church and during which we had to share,
The moms and kids all in one big room, for there weren’t enough helpers for care.
So the kids got to play on one side of the ½ wall with Miss Peggy and she does well,
Playing with the kids and getting them their snack, and stories she does tell.
At one point Jack is pulling Mike’s sweatshirt and Mikie keeps asking him to stop,
Peggy had to get involved and get in Jack’s stuff, separating them like a cop.
She handles the kids so well and just as I would too,
I felt at times today, “do I discipline or let her, what do I do?”
But one of the other moms said and it was completely true,
“She would be there with the kids if we weren’t here, it’s not on you.”
I just let Peggy handle it and greatly she did,
I just don’t want the kids being naughty to be my kid!
When it was time to go, Jack started to throw a fit.
I had to go reach for his arm and pull it towards me, as he protested to sit.
“What the beak” is going thru my mind trying to smile it away on the outside.
But on the inside I was fuming as all morning I had been constantly tried.
Then a friend from church and her daughter asked us to join them for lunch.
I hoped it would go well there, a special treat, but I had a hunch…
Sure enough Jack was ok for a while but then when it came time to leave?
I again had to walk over to him after asking him twice, and I had to pull on his sleeve.
Again on the outside I was seemingly smiling and laughing it off.
On the inside? No sir, my frustration was raging like a volcano and came out in a cough.
On the boys coats go and Molly is crying in her carseat,
Jack walks right out the door without warning, hmm this is neat!
“Jack wait for Mommy,” I say thinking he is just holding the door.
Ohh no, he continued out into the cold… I was ready to roar!
Get in the truck and he’s throwing a fit about his seatbelt.
I told him then, “we get home it’s big time spank,” no I won’t leave welts.
We get home and I have him head upstairs to sit and wait for me.
Meanwhile I got Molly changed and laid down, Mikie took a pee.
Get up and talk to him and then spank him I sure did.
Hoping that would do the trick, he really is a great kid.
But it didn’t and I’ve since gone upstairs three times now,
Telling him to take a nap, for he truly needs one, holy cow!
But since our last talk and all that we went thru,
I haven’t heard footsteps and think now he’ll do,
The right thing, the thing he knows is right and needs to pursue,
Being the wonderful, smart, loving boy we know and love, not a pile of dog doo!
When the boys would nap and I’d have a time gap.
A gap to fill with folding clothes or doing dishes,
Or time to scrapbook or stare at the ceiling with wishes.
Sure some days it happens so and is wonderful to see,
All 3 kids with eyes tightly shut, dreaming of what they’ll be.
No, I don’t by any means expect naps everyday from Jack,
But after today and what I’ll tell ya, you’ll see why I’m not outta whack.
For today the silence is being filled with little footsteps.
Ones that think they are fooling me, but I hear the constant reps.
I’m gonna be quite honest and say Jack is pushing my buttons,
He’s for some reason wanting to push the limits, the attitude not a cuttin’.
A “time out” he was in not even 10 minutes outta bed this morning,
I simply asked him to put pants on and then it came without warning.
Throwing a fit and giving me the evil eye because he disagreed.
“Huh?” I thought to myself, “is this today, ohh just what I need.”
The “tude” has unfortunately continued and I’m still not sure why,
I try to have a constant patient loving attitude, but push me, ohh yeah… try?
But I have been pushed, pushed right over the edge,
Now I’m unable to hide my frustration, I’m on the ledge.
It can take quite a bit to get me yellin’ or some days not much at all,
Today I think I was rather patient at first, making the right call.
Too bad he has been talking back, egging on his brother and showing quite the crappy “tude,”
You can do it the right way or just get in trouble, you cute but ornery dude!
We had M2 this morning at church and during which we had to share,
The moms and kids all in one big room, for there weren’t enough helpers for care.
So the kids got to play on one side of the ½ wall with Miss Peggy and she does well,
Playing with the kids and getting them their snack, and stories she does tell.
At one point Jack is pulling Mike’s sweatshirt and Mikie keeps asking him to stop,
Peggy had to get involved and get in Jack’s stuff, separating them like a cop.
She handles the kids so well and just as I would too,
I felt at times today, “do I discipline or let her, what do I do?”
But one of the other moms said and it was completely true,
“She would be there with the kids if we weren’t here, it’s not on you.”
I just let Peggy handle it and greatly she did,
I just don’t want the kids being naughty to be my kid!
When it was time to go, Jack started to throw a fit.
I had to go reach for his arm and pull it towards me, as he protested to sit.
“What the beak” is going thru my mind trying to smile it away on the outside.
But on the inside I was fuming as all morning I had been constantly tried.
Then a friend from church and her daughter asked us to join them for lunch.
I hoped it would go well there, a special treat, but I had a hunch…
Sure enough Jack was ok for a while but then when it came time to leave?
I again had to walk over to him after asking him twice, and I had to pull on his sleeve.
Again on the outside I was seemingly smiling and laughing it off.
On the inside? No sir, my frustration was raging like a volcano and came out in a cough.
On the boys coats go and Molly is crying in her carseat,
Jack walks right out the door without warning, hmm this is neat!
“Jack wait for Mommy,” I say thinking he is just holding the door.
Ohh no, he continued out into the cold… I was ready to roar!
Get in the truck and he’s throwing a fit about his seatbelt.
I told him then, “we get home it’s big time spank,” no I won’t leave welts.
We get home and I have him head upstairs to sit and wait for me.
Meanwhile I got Molly changed and laid down, Mikie took a pee.
Get up and talk to him and then spank him I sure did.
Hoping that would do the trick, he really is a great kid.
But it didn’t and I’ve since gone upstairs three times now,
Telling him to take a nap, for he truly needs one, holy cow!
But since our last talk and all that we went thru,
I haven’t heard footsteps and think now he’ll do,
The right thing, the thing he knows is right and needs to pursue,
Being the wonderful, smart, loving boy we know and love, not a pile of dog doo!
Saturday, January 19, 2008
What is it like to be inside a snowglobe?
A fun evening tonight – I’m still in my snowpants and sweatshirt over my sweater. Cold to the bone I think! It really didn’t feel that cold when I was out “in it,” but it sure feels cold now. The truck said it was -7 degrees!
We had Erk’s work Christmas party tonight at a ski resort type place. Not nearly as much work this year to help get it set up. Just some candles and ornaments on the tables and bam, ya got what ya need. The company Erk works for paid for any ski or snowboarding lessons and lift tickets for anyone who wanted to ski, snowboard or tube. You’d better believe I was tubing, baby! It was fun, a riot. No skiing or snowboarding for me, just tubin’ down that steep hill going at a very high rate of speed. Kristy and I were having so much fun that we went to find Erk and her husband on the ski hill to try tubing with us. They did and actually thought it was cooler than they figured. The first time I was pulled up the hill on my tube by the tow rope, I couldn't believe how peaceful it was. It was such a pretty night, the moon was out, it was cloudy, and the way the lights shot up from the ski hills and all, it showed snow crystals falling from the sky. It was so pretty. I almost felt like I was inside a snowglobe. It was so cool! But after a while, it was back in the warm lodge to thaw out.
I had another one of my “life questions” this morning that I found I didn’t answer today. I wondered, would a freshly shaven leg be colder than a hairy one? Ever wonder that? I swear when I have shaved before, my legs are colder than when I don’t. Well, this morning I shaved one and not the other. Did it make a difference tonight? Nope :) I guess my snowpants do what they should… heck I wanna sleep in these things they are so warm!
So now Bean dog is conked on the couch, Granny and Grampa just left (thank you again!), Molly and Jack are asleep and while saying goodbye to Granny and Grampa, Mikie came downstairs. The kid… he’s still sleepwalking, not every night but pretty often anymore. He says he got up to pee though and heard my voice. I bet he’s asleep by now. Headed up that way too shortly! Sleep well :)
We had Erk’s work Christmas party tonight at a ski resort type place. Not nearly as much work this year to help get it set up. Just some candles and ornaments on the tables and bam, ya got what ya need. The company Erk works for paid for any ski or snowboarding lessons and lift tickets for anyone who wanted to ski, snowboard or tube. You’d better believe I was tubing, baby! It was fun, a riot. No skiing or snowboarding for me, just tubin’ down that steep hill going at a very high rate of speed. Kristy and I were having so much fun that we went to find Erk and her husband on the ski hill to try tubing with us. They did and actually thought it was cooler than they figured. The first time I was pulled up the hill on my tube by the tow rope, I couldn't believe how peaceful it was. It was such a pretty night, the moon was out, it was cloudy, and the way the lights shot up from the ski hills and all, it showed snow crystals falling from the sky. It was so pretty. I almost felt like I was inside a snowglobe. It was so cool! But after a while, it was back in the warm lodge to thaw out.
I had another one of my “life questions” this morning that I found I didn’t answer today. I wondered, would a freshly shaven leg be colder than a hairy one? Ever wonder that? I swear when I have shaved before, my legs are colder than when I don’t. Well, this morning I shaved one and not the other. Did it make a difference tonight? Nope :) I guess my snowpants do what they should… heck I wanna sleep in these things they are so warm!
So now Bean dog is conked on the couch, Granny and Grampa just left (thank you again!), Molly and Jack are asleep and while saying goodbye to Granny and Grampa, Mikie came downstairs. The kid… he’s still sleepwalking, not every night but pretty often anymore. He says he got up to pee though and heard my voice. I bet he’s asleep by now. Headed up that way too shortly! Sleep well :)
Friday, January 18, 2008
A Few Happy Kids
I got one! Finally, a pic of all of them smiling! Too bad Mikie's eyes are closed, but it's still pretty darn cute :)
I thought this was cute too.
I thought this was cute too.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Heavy
Any time I feel chubby or bloated and huge now a days, I look at this and realize, I don't look too bad now! HA!
Mol is on my lap and kicking her feet away, the boys are outside playing and I'm longing for a short nap. My eyeballs are tired but it's probably just my contacts. I'll try to get on here later when I don't have a bike petaling 4 month old on my knee :)
Monday, January 14, 2008
Not Luke Skywalker, Mike Sleepwalker
It’s great to be back home but lemme tell ya, I sure enjoyed the weekend away! When I left home and pulled away on our street, I got all sad thinking “this is so hard, leaving my lil’ peanut and the boys…” but that lasted only a few miles and then I was rockin’ it out! Shawna and I had the best time. Got lots of scrapbooking done, ate great food, laughed until we cried at times, and talked the nights away. What a weekend!
Funny thing that happened, on Saturday afternoon just as I was feeling zoned out, like I could take a nap, kinda losing focus of what pages I was working on, I hear one of the main lady coordinators of the event get up to pick a name from a raffle. I tuned her out figuring I never win anything anyways. Wouldn’t ya know she called MY name? There were over 100 women there! I couldn’t believe it. I had no idea what I had even signed up for that I won :) So I go ask and she shows me an album that had all kinds of “school days” paper. Perfect, I was thinking of doing a school album for Jack. Well, a girl we met last year came up to me and congratulated me asking what I had won. I told her and low and behold, she wanted it SO bad, she had put $28 dollars in the raffle (filled in 28 squares) and here I had only $1 on it. Sheesh! She offered to put money on another raffle item and if she won, she could maybe swap hers with my new album. I felt bad, it wasn’t that big of a deal to me to have the album, and here she wanted it so bad. I couldn’t believe what came outta my mouth… “Can you get me a deal on the software program?” I blurted out. Who was I? Some wheelin’ dealin’ chick? But sure enough, she was able to get me 30% off of a software program Shawna and I had been talking about purchasing since we got there and heard about it. Later I felt bad that I had taken advantage of someone somehow, but then again, I guess I didn’t :) She got the album and I got the software I was going to buy anyways, at a cheaper price. I now have the ability to do all of my scrapbooking right here on my own computer! All different papers to chose from, background, shapes, stickers, shadowing, everything you can imagine right here. It totally looks 3 dimensional! Pretty sweet stuff… Cracked me up. And all was well here at home with Erk and the kids (a little too well, he had folded all the laundry, made a big supper for the kids, even got a nap in - that sorta thing makes me look bad! ;) so I was grinning from ear to ear.
When I got home, Erk mentioned that Mikie had been sleepwalking AGAIN. Three nights in a row the kid has been sleepwalking. The boys spent the night at Granny and Grampa’s house Friday night and I guess Mikie did it there too? What a nut! Erk used to do that when he was little too I guess. Huh… kinda scary.
Anywho, I have some prayer concerns that have been weighing on my heart, could you please pray for these folks:
*A friend who's family was shocked with a tragedy this weekend and they don’t really have answers.
*A friend thru a friend who’s father is in ICU after an ATV accident right after Christmas.
*Our pastor who fell on Christmas day and broke some ribs and some area of his back, that he will be feeling stronger everyday and simple tasks like breathing will become easier.
*A few friends who are due to have babies in the next few months – for the growth, development and health of the precious babies growing inside.
*For little Lily and her family as they are facing some even tougher times.
Funny thing that happened, on Saturday afternoon just as I was feeling zoned out, like I could take a nap, kinda losing focus of what pages I was working on, I hear one of the main lady coordinators of the event get up to pick a name from a raffle. I tuned her out figuring I never win anything anyways. Wouldn’t ya know she called MY name? There were over 100 women there! I couldn’t believe it. I had no idea what I had even signed up for that I won :) So I go ask and she shows me an album that had all kinds of “school days” paper. Perfect, I was thinking of doing a school album for Jack. Well, a girl we met last year came up to me and congratulated me asking what I had won. I told her and low and behold, she wanted it SO bad, she had put $28 dollars in the raffle (filled in 28 squares) and here I had only $1 on it. Sheesh! She offered to put money on another raffle item and if she won, she could maybe swap hers with my new album. I felt bad, it wasn’t that big of a deal to me to have the album, and here she wanted it so bad. I couldn’t believe what came outta my mouth… “Can you get me a deal on the software program?” I blurted out. Who was I? Some wheelin’ dealin’ chick? But sure enough, she was able to get me 30% off of a software program Shawna and I had been talking about purchasing since we got there and heard about it. Later I felt bad that I had taken advantage of someone somehow, but then again, I guess I didn’t :) She got the album and I got the software I was going to buy anyways, at a cheaper price. I now have the ability to do all of my scrapbooking right here on my own computer! All different papers to chose from, background, shapes, stickers, shadowing, everything you can imagine right here. It totally looks 3 dimensional! Pretty sweet stuff… Cracked me up. And all was well here at home with Erk and the kids (a little too well, he had folded all the laundry, made a big supper for the kids, even got a nap in - that sorta thing makes me look bad! ;) so I was grinning from ear to ear.
When I got home, Erk mentioned that Mikie had been sleepwalking AGAIN. Three nights in a row the kid has been sleepwalking. The boys spent the night at Granny and Grampa’s house Friday night and I guess Mikie did it there too? What a nut! Erk used to do that when he was little too I guess. Huh… kinda scary.
Anywho, I have some prayer concerns that have been weighing on my heart, could you please pray for these folks:
*A friend who's family was shocked with a tragedy this weekend and they don’t really have answers.
*A friend thru a friend who’s father is in ICU after an ATV accident right after Christmas.
*Our pastor who fell on Christmas day and broke some ribs and some area of his back, that he will be feeling stronger everyday and simple tasks like breathing will become easier.
*A few friends who are due to have babies in the next few months – for the growth, development and health of the precious babies growing inside.
*For little Lily and her family as they are facing some even tougher times.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Ahh the joys of snow...
The life, eh??
We got some snow last night! Covered back up the poop issue, but made me have to clean off the boots that have been on the porch for days!
The boys helping Papa shovel - unfortunately with the snow came Papa's truck getting sorta stuck in our driveway...
We got some snow last night! Covered back up the poop issue, but made me have to clean off the boots that have been on the porch for days!
The boys helping Papa shovel - unfortunately with the snow came Papa's truck getting sorta stuck in our driveway...
Just this morning as I was in the shower, I thought about how the Lord provides time to help heal wounds. I was thinking of Laura (for those of you who don’t know, my cousin Laura died at the age of 6 of cancer) and how all of these years have gone by and I miss her (we were pretty close) but over time, things get a little easier. She will always hold a precious place in my heart. I loved her very very much…
And it amazes me, the same day I was thinking of Laura, I got this email from a dear friend, asking for prayers for this family. I’ll attach the email so you can see it. I opened it and literally sat here and cried. Little Lily… she’s gone thru so much. I think she’s 5 or 6 years old now, Shawna? She’s undergone many procedures and spent a lot of her life in the hospital. She most recently underwent a heart/double lung transplant (in November). Please pray for this family. Here is the email, told by her mom:
“So we have been told that Lily's body is undergoing the process of dying. We think her lungs are in chronic rejection and thus her lung is collapsing. She is on bipap today for as long as she can tolerate being on it. She is not a happy little girl, she wants to drink, but the fluid always goes straight to her lung. She is watching the Land Before Time on TV. I still think God can chose life for her, she just needs to know that she has to do extra work to clear these lungs. She wants bipap because she is scared to breathe without it, which shows a dependency on it. Please pray that they can help her get better again.”
Wow, it all came back to me, missing Laura, feels like it was yesterday now.
Ok, ok, now I’m all teary again – let’s move on and think happy thoughts. I’m leaving for 2 nights – ohh wait, that makes me sad too! I’m partially kidding, although this will be my first time away from little Miss Molly. I already miss her and she’s right here! I’m looking forward to some serious scrapbooking and it’ll be good to get away for a few days. Erk will have his hands full :)
Dad chipped right in this morning and picked up the boys so I could go have lunch with a dear ol’ friend. She’s not old, we’ve been friends for a long time :) Mol did pretty well at the restaurant, but was wanting to take a nap and apparently my hand motions and telling stories wasn’t helping her get too comfy on my chest! It was great to visit, Sara, always great to see you and Grace. Can’t wait to hear when new baby comes! Ohh what fun!
And it amazes me, the same day I was thinking of Laura, I got this email from a dear friend, asking for prayers for this family. I’ll attach the email so you can see it. I opened it and literally sat here and cried. Little Lily… she’s gone thru so much. I think she’s 5 or 6 years old now, Shawna? She’s undergone many procedures and spent a lot of her life in the hospital. She most recently underwent a heart/double lung transplant (in November). Please pray for this family. Here is the email, told by her mom:
“So we have been told that Lily's body is undergoing the process of dying. We think her lungs are in chronic rejection and thus her lung is collapsing. She is on bipap today for as long as she can tolerate being on it. She is not a happy little girl, she wants to drink, but the fluid always goes straight to her lung. She is watching the Land Before Time on TV. I still think God can chose life for her, she just needs to know that she has to do extra work to clear these lungs. She wants bipap because she is scared to breathe without it, which shows a dependency on it. Please pray that they can help her get better again.”
Wow, it all came back to me, missing Laura, feels like it was yesterday now.
Ok, ok, now I’m all teary again – let’s move on and think happy thoughts. I’m leaving for 2 nights – ohh wait, that makes me sad too! I’m partially kidding, although this will be my first time away from little Miss Molly. I already miss her and she’s right here! I’m looking forward to some serious scrapbooking and it’ll be good to get away for a few days. Erk will have his hands full :)
Dad chipped right in this morning and picked up the boys so I could go have lunch with a dear ol’ friend. She’s not old, we’ve been friends for a long time :) Mol did pretty well at the restaurant, but was wanting to take a nap and apparently my hand motions and telling stories wasn’t helping her get too comfy on my chest! It was great to visit, Sara, always great to see you and Grace. Can’t wait to hear when new baby comes! Ohh what fun!
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Gag Factor
You can imagine my excitement, my full on giddy-ness when I came downstairs first thing this morning to find 2 huge piles of dog PUKE in the family room. What the beak? Talk about gag factor. Jack was so grossed out, he almost puked!
Totally different topic, Happy Birthday KATE!
Totally different topic, Happy Birthday KATE!
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Better Off Not
There is one word that comes to mind tonight, one word I find I frequently use. A word I’d be better off NOT using, but it seems to be a word I use quite often. I whisper it to myself when I’m stressed or just can’t believe something… If something scares me, it can slip out. Once I tell you what I wanna tell ya, I bet you can guess the word I’m implying…
It’s everywhere in our yard. Everywhere. The boys came in yesterday and had it all on their shoes so I had to clean those off. It was smeared on our front porch, you could see splotches of it. A clump of it was found in the dining room as I walked by yesterday. No, I’m not talking about mud.
Do you have a dog? Mmm hmm, that’s what I’m talking about. It’s disgusting, so much so that I told the boys we aren’t going to feed Bean anymore, she can no longer eat. We see what her food turns into, it leaves nice “piles” all over the yard. Add in the warm weather and all the snow melting? Can you imagine the mess?
Yesterday afternoon I got a shovel out and went at it. As I worked and tried to pile it on the shovel, it wiggled away, as it was saturated from the warm air and melted snow. It’s hard to get liquid like piles onto a metal shovel. I tried and tried, even took up some grass. I felt like I was golfing and took out divits :). The boys would stand in places in the sideyard and yell, “here’s some more Mom!” so I’d make my way over with the shovel. Yeah, nice job for kids, eh?
So today the boys went out to play for a bit. They were having a great time, exploring out back, etc, but can you guess what caked their boots? Yep. The boots are still on the front porch waiting to be cleaned off, I just haven’t wanted to deal with them yet.
As the afternoon wore on, it was getting to be closer to the time we needed to leave for Granny and Gramp’s to drop the kids off. The boys got their shoes on and headed out while I grabbed Molly and the diaper bag, my purse and a bag of stuff to return to Target. Keep in mind Molly is crying cause she isn’t wanting to be in her car seat. Out the door I head. I see the boys in the front yard and I knew in an instant, I bet they are caked with “it” again. I yelled, “boys, out of the front yard, there’s dog poop out there,” to which they complied. Into the driveway they step holding their feet up as if disgusted. Yep. Caked on. So I have them traipse more on the front porch and take their shoes off. I’m ticked. I’m tired of it. Mikie can’t get his shoes off and is so grossed out, he doesn’t wanna use his spare hand to take the shoe off. It’s at that point I notice it isn’t only on their shoes, it’s also on the bottom of Mikie’s pants. I’m yanked now. I guess yanked that I’ve had to clean this ridiculous stuff up too much lately, yanked that Bean has to go all over the yard, yanked that the boys step in it repeatedly. So I snap and tell the boys, “go upstairs and change your pants, you too Jack, may as well, you probably have poop on yours too!” … I’m not happy.
So as I’m spraying off the feces yet AGAIN in my sink where I prepare FOOD, the boys come down all clean in nice clean jeans. Shoes are clean and dry, let’s go. Molly is still fussing. Out the door we head. Get the kids in the truck, I come back to lock the front door. Get back to the truck, Mikie and Molly are crying. Mikie is crying because, yep you guessed it, he has POOP on his SOCKS too. ARGH! So I yank his socks off and head back IN the house. As I come in the front door I look down to my shoes, which are tied ever so neatly. I do the poop check, YEP, there is poop on MY shoes too. How in the freaking world did that get there? Well, it did, so off my shoes come, run up the stairs in anger, grab Mikie some new socks, back out the door. I get to the truck where Molly is still crying, and Jack tells me “she’s been crying ever since we got in the truck!” Yeah, I know bud…
So off we go. I’m like ready to punch something, but I kept it under my lid. Mike yells from the backseat in a whining tone, “I can’t get my socks on,” so I answer in a not-too-happy tone, “I will help you when we get to Granny’s, Mike!” and Jack says, “Mom, I’m tired of Mikie’s whining voice.” Yeah, I know bud…
With all of this pressing on my mind and shaking my head at the mere thought of what I have had to clean up, can you guess what word comes to mind and mouth? I’m sure you can… it starts with a Shhh and ends with an IT!
It’s everywhere in our yard. Everywhere. The boys came in yesterday and had it all on their shoes so I had to clean those off. It was smeared on our front porch, you could see splotches of it. A clump of it was found in the dining room as I walked by yesterday. No, I’m not talking about mud.
Do you have a dog? Mmm hmm, that’s what I’m talking about. It’s disgusting, so much so that I told the boys we aren’t going to feed Bean anymore, she can no longer eat. We see what her food turns into, it leaves nice “piles” all over the yard. Add in the warm weather and all the snow melting? Can you imagine the mess?
Yesterday afternoon I got a shovel out and went at it. As I worked and tried to pile it on the shovel, it wiggled away, as it was saturated from the warm air and melted snow. It’s hard to get liquid like piles onto a metal shovel. I tried and tried, even took up some grass. I felt like I was golfing and took out divits :). The boys would stand in places in the sideyard and yell, “here’s some more Mom!” so I’d make my way over with the shovel. Yeah, nice job for kids, eh?
So today the boys went out to play for a bit. They were having a great time, exploring out back, etc, but can you guess what caked their boots? Yep. The boots are still on the front porch waiting to be cleaned off, I just haven’t wanted to deal with them yet.
As the afternoon wore on, it was getting to be closer to the time we needed to leave for Granny and Gramp’s to drop the kids off. The boys got their shoes on and headed out while I grabbed Molly and the diaper bag, my purse and a bag of stuff to return to Target. Keep in mind Molly is crying cause she isn’t wanting to be in her car seat. Out the door I head. I see the boys in the front yard and I knew in an instant, I bet they are caked with “it” again. I yelled, “boys, out of the front yard, there’s dog poop out there,” to which they complied. Into the driveway they step holding their feet up as if disgusted. Yep. Caked on. So I have them traipse more on the front porch and take their shoes off. I’m ticked. I’m tired of it. Mikie can’t get his shoes off and is so grossed out, he doesn’t wanna use his spare hand to take the shoe off. It’s at that point I notice it isn’t only on their shoes, it’s also on the bottom of Mikie’s pants. I’m yanked now. I guess yanked that I’ve had to clean this ridiculous stuff up too much lately, yanked that Bean has to go all over the yard, yanked that the boys step in it repeatedly. So I snap and tell the boys, “go upstairs and change your pants, you too Jack, may as well, you probably have poop on yours too!” … I’m not happy.
So as I’m spraying off the feces yet AGAIN in my sink where I prepare FOOD, the boys come down all clean in nice clean jeans. Shoes are clean and dry, let’s go. Molly is still fussing. Out the door we head. Get the kids in the truck, I come back to lock the front door. Get back to the truck, Mikie and Molly are crying. Mikie is crying because, yep you guessed it, he has POOP on his SOCKS too. ARGH! So I yank his socks off and head back IN the house. As I come in the front door I look down to my shoes, which are tied ever so neatly. I do the poop check, YEP, there is poop on MY shoes too. How in the freaking world did that get there? Well, it did, so off my shoes come, run up the stairs in anger, grab Mikie some new socks, back out the door. I get to the truck where Molly is still crying, and Jack tells me “she’s been crying ever since we got in the truck!” Yeah, I know bud…
So off we go. I’m like ready to punch something, but I kept it under my lid. Mike yells from the backseat in a whining tone, “I can’t get my socks on,” so I answer in a not-too-happy tone, “I will help you when we get to Granny’s, Mike!” and Jack says, “Mom, I’m tired of Mikie’s whining voice.” Yeah, I know bud…
With all of this pressing on my mind and shaking my head at the mere thought of what I have had to clean up, can you guess what word comes to mind and mouth? I’m sure you can… it starts with a Shhh and ends with an IT!
Monday, January 7, 2008
Molly is Retired
Cute one of Papa and Molly on Christmas...
Just printing out some stuff, getting some things set for my scrapbook weekend away! Can't wait! Hard to believe it's so close already. Amazing how something seems way off in the future and them bam, it's days away.
Jack is watching some tv in the other room, Mikie fell asleep in the recliner and Molly is napping upstairs. Dinner is somewhat going in the other room, but since I'm waiting for the chicken to bake before I can make it, I thought I'd say hello.
We had M2 this morning and it felt good to get back into the swing of things. Jack pulled a huge "tude" on me when it was time to leave (threw a toy, hid under the little table, walked away from me when I told him to come here), but after being put in a time out in the bathroom of all places, he got over it :)
One of the ladies working with the kids teased Jack about his socks. They are from the college Molly goes to - and this chick is apparently a fan of their rival. She says to Jack
"Don't show me those socks again, I already saw them," jokingly and I said,
"Jack, can you tell Miss Peggy why you wear those?"
She said, "ohh he did, he said his cousin used to play volleyball there but now she's retired." HA!
I told her "yeah, and Molly is headed to the Netherlands sometime soon," and Peggy says,
"yeah, he told me that too, she's leaving soon and we'll miss her very much."
Cute or what? This kid... Man can he work me over at times, but he's so smart :) What a little man. Better go see about that chicken!
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Spilled Milk
How we doin? All is well here on the homefront, Erk is watching the debate (which is actually pretty interesting - I usually don't pay much attention, but huh... interesting) and the kids are in bed. Mol will eat one more time then I think I'll head to bed too. Here are some pics from the past few days. Funny kids :)
Think this dog likes her baby?
Jack showing Erk 2 nights ago how he can WRITE HIS NAME! This is a huge confidence booster for Jack. We're so proud :)
This is the scene pretty much every day. Someone spills their milk...
Mikie conked in the chair last night at 6:15p. Shows what no-nap does for Picky! Cute little fart... oreo cookie still on his lip!
Think this dog likes her baby?
Jack showing Erk 2 nights ago how he can WRITE HIS NAME! This is a huge confidence booster for Jack. We're so proud :)
This is the scene pretty much every day. Someone spills their milk...
Mikie conked in the chair last night at 6:15p. Shows what no-nap does for Picky! Cute little fart... oreo cookie still on his lip!
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