Sunday, April 27, 2008
Blog Fog
Blog Fog: I am thinking this must be something akin to writer's block but in a computer sort of way. Whatever it is....I have it! =)
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Top it off with pudding!
After downing a fair amount of spaghetti (see post below), Olivia had her first independent experience with some pudding. I think you can see by the pics that she loved it and was asking for "mo".
Do you think that pudding could be some sort of miracle grow for hair? We can only hope! LOL!
Do you think that pudding could be some sort of miracle grow for hair? We can only hope! LOL!
Slip, Slurp Spaghetti!
Olivia is SO funny when she eats spaghetti. She has the art of spaghetti slurping down to a science. I decided today to try to capture it on camera and although I couldn't get the best shots, I think you get the idea. LOVE this girl!
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Uh...the weather outside is frightful?
We woke up this morning to snow (not so unusual) BUT it was 11 degrees (yes, that's ELEVEN) with 14 mph winds for a grand total of NEGATIVE 6 degree windchill! If it was January *maybe* I would understand but APRIL???? Just a week ago we were sporting 60 degree weather (nearly 70) and it was wonderful! I feel like we're moving backwards instead of forward here!
Now, this picture was earlier in the week but pretty much sums up our day!
Now, this picture was earlier in the week but pretty much sums up our day!
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Night Away
Sage and I took the opportunity to go (by ourselves--thank you, Dad and Mom!) to Big Timber last night to check on the house and make sure everything is still working and that the house wasn't blown away by the famous Big T winds! I hadn't had a night away from the kids since we moved to Dillon in March 2007! Our house was still there and looks good as new--oh, wait....it is basically new! We are still not sure what the future holds for us and this house. It has been for sale for 13 months and the market is DEAD! Our contract with the realtor is up at the end of the month and so we hope to list it for sale by owner. Without the realtor fees, we can lower the asking price by about $14,000! If that doesn't do it, we may just be moving back. I figure it's a win/win whatever happens because it will be what's supposed to happen! Please keep us in your prayers to make the right decision! Thank you!
Isn't it a cute little house? Let's hope the rightful inhabitants will make it a home!
Isn't it a cute little house? Let's hope the rightful inhabitants will make it a home!
Monday, April 14, 2008
The Trouble with Tubes
Anyone every read "The Trouble with Trolls" by Jan Brett? Well, that is the inspiration for my title.
As most of you know, we have had the WORST luck with our kids and ear infections. Kyle had tubes put in a week before he turned one. Aubrey had hers put in when she was 16 months old and Olivia was 9 months old when she got hers. I think I cursed us when, in our christmas letter this past December, I stated that we hadn't had any more EIs since October. Well, we have actually had many more since BUT the worst thing is that Kyle, who was doing SO well--as in only 3 ear infections in nearly 3 years post tubes, has had 3 in the past two months. After two bad nights with him (read previous post on my baby mafia members)I got him into the doc today. He still has one tube in (which is another story since we were told by one ENT last May that both were out) and that ear is full of debris and junk (could be fluid draining) and the other non-tubed ear was infected. We see the ENT at the end of the month for ALL three to have their ears rechecked. Apparently Aubrey's are working their way out as well (someone asked me if they had a warranty plan on the tubes =P!). And Kyle's shouldn't have ever been in more than two years without being surgically removed. So who knows what the future holds for my little ones' ears but let's just hope tonight holds a good night's sleep for all!
As most of you know, we have had the WORST luck with our kids and ear infections. Kyle had tubes put in a week before he turned one. Aubrey had hers put in when she was 16 months old and Olivia was 9 months old when she got hers. I think I cursed us when, in our christmas letter this past December, I stated that we hadn't had any more EIs since October. Well, we have actually had many more since BUT the worst thing is that Kyle, who was doing SO well--as in only 3 ear infections in nearly 3 years post tubes, has had 3 in the past two months. After two bad nights with him (read previous post on my baby mafia members)I got him into the doc today. He still has one tube in (which is another story since we were told by one ENT last May that both were out) and that ear is full of debris and junk (could be fluid draining) and the other non-tubed ear was infected. We see the ENT at the end of the month for ALL three to have their ears rechecked. Apparently Aubrey's are working their way out as well (someone asked me if they had a warranty plan on the tubes =P!). And Kyle's shouldn't have ever been in more than two years without being surgically removed. So who knows what the future holds for my little ones' ears but let's just hope tonight holds a good night's sleep for all!
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Conspiracy Theory
I think my children are secretly trying to do me in. Beneath those sweet innocent faces must be the little workings of the baby mafia!
Let me tell you my story and you can come up with your own conclusion. My night last night started out much like any other night. The kids were asleep in their beds (even Aubrey who was uprooted from her crib) and I was in bed a little after 11:00 pm. I have started having another cough (reminiscent of when I had bronchitis last month) which also did it's best to keep me awake. I finally got up and found whatever cough syrup that was handy (ended up being the children's stuff), drank up and prayed for some shut eye. Sometime after 12:30 am, I heard my youngest little conspirator crying out for me. Knowing she couldn't be hungry (well that and I felt too tired to drag myself up the stairs) I just scooped her up in my arms and she and I laid down in the extra bed in the room she sleeps in. I think we both dozed off around 1:00 am. I was O-U-T!! At 3:00 am my oldest conspirator started whining. Kyle RARELY wakes up at night. As I laid there deciding what to do and trying to make out what he was whining for, I had a great plan that I would lay there so as to not wake up Olivia and Sage could get up with him. Sounds like a good plan, right? Well, then it dawned on me that Sage was working and would therefore NOT be getting Kyle. I laid Olivia back in her crib very carefully and went off to help Kyle. He was thirsty so I got him a drink and shuffled my way back into my bed hoping to pass out on the bed and not the floor. Not long after, the middle conspirator (aka Aubrey) decided that although she was now in a bed that she could get out of, she could not for some reason get out to get her sippy cup. "Sippy cup," she cried. Up I got again, retrieved said sippy, handed to righful owner and off to bed I went again. A few minutes later, Kyle decides he needs to go potty. Now this kid has been potty-trained for almost 2 years and does not need any assistance but for some reason at 3:30/4:00 he felt the need to inform me of his need to go. Before my eyes could even close again, Olivia was awake and crying. This time I got up the energy to make it upstairs for her bottle, handed it to her and once again, headed to my bed. Well, apparently she missed her bed mate for the night and was not having any of me sleeping in a room all by myself. It took her a little while this time to go back to sleep and as the clock reached 5:30 am, we both sank into the pillows. Perhaps under "normal" circumstances, the children might've slept in a bit after a night like that but Olivia was up and ready to go by 7:30 when I had to get up anyway to get ready for church. The irony is that I had to wake the other two (anyone else's children ONLY attempt to sleep late on days they can't???).
So technically, I got two 2-hour "naps" last night and have felt the effects! Now you tell me.....look into these faces and tell me you don't see something of a little heathen in each! ;)
I REALLY need to go to bed now....but if I don't seem to blog for a few days, you may want to come find me--perhaps I will be in the fetal position in some corner!
Let me tell you my story and you can come up with your own conclusion. My night last night started out much like any other night. The kids were asleep in their beds (even Aubrey who was uprooted from her crib) and I was in bed a little after 11:00 pm. I have started having another cough (reminiscent of when I had bronchitis last month) which also did it's best to keep me awake. I finally got up and found whatever cough syrup that was handy (ended up being the children's stuff), drank up and prayed for some shut eye. Sometime after 12:30 am, I heard my youngest little conspirator crying out for me. Knowing she couldn't be hungry (well that and I felt too tired to drag myself up the stairs) I just scooped her up in my arms and she and I laid down in the extra bed in the room she sleeps in. I think we both dozed off around 1:00 am. I was O-U-T!! At 3:00 am my oldest conspirator started whining. Kyle RARELY wakes up at night. As I laid there deciding what to do and trying to make out what he was whining for, I had a great plan that I would lay there so as to not wake up Olivia and Sage could get up with him. Sounds like a good plan, right? Well, then it dawned on me that Sage was working and would therefore NOT be getting Kyle. I laid Olivia back in her crib very carefully and went off to help Kyle. He was thirsty so I got him a drink and shuffled my way back into my bed hoping to pass out on the bed and not the floor. Not long after, the middle conspirator (aka Aubrey) decided that although she was now in a bed that she could get out of, she could not for some reason get out to get her sippy cup. "Sippy cup," she cried. Up I got again, retrieved said sippy, handed to righful owner and off to bed I went again. A few minutes later, Kyle decides he needs to go potty. Now this kid has been potty-trained for almost 2 years and does not need any assistance but for some reason at 3:30/4:00 he felt the need to inform me of his need to go. Before my eyes could even close again, Olivia was awake and crying. This time I got up the energy to make it upstairs for her bottle, handed it to her and once again, headed to my bed. Well, apparently she missed her bed mate for the night and was not having any of me sleeping in a room all by myself. It took her a little while this time to go back to sleep and as the clock reached 5:30 am, we both sank into the pillows. Perhaps under "normal" circumstances, the children might've slept in a bit after a night like that but Olivia was up and ready to go by 7:30 when I had to get up anyway to get ready for church. The irony is that I had to wake the other two (anyone else's children ONLY attempt to sleep late on days they can't???).
So technically, I got two 2-hour "naps" last night and have felt the effects! Now you tell me.....look into these faces and tell me you don't see something of a little heathen in each! ;)
I REALLY need to go to bed now....but if I don't seem to blog for a few days, you may want to come find me--perhaps I will be in the fetal position in some corner!
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