Tuesday, June 29, 2010

{Confession Poetry}

Kids who ask questions are called inquisitive.
Sometimes I feel like I'm at McDonalds. And they've been super sized.
The questions, not the kids.
Kids who ask super sized questions all day long are called...
I'd like to get comfy in a closet and put my fingers in my ears.
Especially when super sized questions get rattled off at machine gun speed.
And I'm in the middle of something.
And my patients level is sub zero.
And I'm reminded that I have a brain the size of a pea since giving birth to two question askers.

Do you know...

How did ketchup get its name?
(While he's looking at mine) Why do people have grey hair?
What is the fastest animal?
Why is my poop brown?
Why do I get goosebumps?
What makes the whistle sound when I whistle?
How do hearing aids work?
Why are some alligators called alligators and some called crocodiles?
Can animals walk backwards?
and my personal favorite... Who made words?

Tomorrow's homework: google.

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Wednesday, June 23, 2010

{The Door}

When we purchased our home, it came with a purple door. For my husband, a UW alum and a Husky fan he was in absolute heaven. I... not so much.

So in the name of compromise and in the name of school spirit... purple it was.


But, in the name of resell... I got a white door.



Dear Mr. Paint,
I heart you.
xoxo

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Saturday, June 19, 2010

Water + Dirt=


This delicious cupcake...




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Tuesday, June 15, 2010

{Mr. Bubble Gum}


Caleb: "Hey mom, guess what?"

Me: "What bud?"

Caleb: "When I get older, my wife and I are going to move into the house next door. You can meet her and then we can come over and you can cook us dinner."

Me: "Really? I would love that."

Caleb: " Yep, I don't want to go too far. I would miss you."

Thanks for sticking to me sweetheart...

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Sunday, June 13, 2010

{Changes}

It's hard to imagine how nine months can change a person. Especially someone who doesn't eat a lot of veggies. But brilliantly smart he has become. And a few inches he has grown.

1st Day of Kindergarten:


Hello Summer Vacation:

How is it possible btw, that a Kindergartner who goes to school for only 2.5 hours a day and every other Wednesday could be so excited for no school?

A girlfriend reminded me that I've made it big time. Carrie, it's not Kindergarten you wait for, but rather 1st grade.. that's when Mom's sport the all day in school hallelujah shake. Hmmm... I've still got mixed feelings. One thing is for sure- I'm grateful for the summer that we'll have together..

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Thursday, June 10, 2010

{Medical Mayham}

Oh Mylanta is all I can say. I've experienced one of those when it rains it pours weeks. And whomever started spreading that vicious rumor that things happen in three's... well, let's just say that they lied. It also comes in four's.

Number 1.... Some of you know that I started training for my 1st marathon back in January. June 5th was the big day. But a month prior to that, I was nursing knee injuries and started physical therapy with the hopes that I'd be able to finish what I had started. The marathon was located in a beautiful beach town and we had absolutely fantastic weather. I ran 14 miles before my knee gave out (literally). I had to turn around early and walk back 8 miles to the finish line. And although it was truly disappointing, I'm grateful for the entire experience- a wonderful supportive husband and fabulous friends with whom I had the best time training with.

Moving onto Number 2. While I was away on marathon weekend excursion, my sweet mother watched the boys. Caleb started to develop a fever and an ear ache. We picked him up on Sunday and he had a rough night. I took him in first thing Monday morning to find out that he had a double ear infection. Poor guy.

No time to wait. Let's go right to Number 3. We're back from the doctors, it's mid-afternoon now and Caleb isn't feeling well, so he's napping upstairs in my bed while son #2 is also asleep. And although I feel like taking a nap because I didn't get much sleep the night before, I decide to take advantage of uninterrupted time to gimp around and organize our office closet- we're supposed to be putting our house on the market later in the week. My sweet husband is working outside trying to replace some beams on our porch. It's a warmer day so I have the window in the office open. I hear the table saw start up and within moments Damon starts screaming like I've never heard someone scream before. Oh gosh. I drop everything and run gimp downstairs to find him running into the house with blood everywhere. His face is pale, he's shaking and sweating and I know its bad. I call 911. I'm holding my husband on our garage floor, I've got one kiddy who's got a fever and is upstairs sleeping and another one totally zonked out. I call my sister who lives just a few miles away who rushes over and I follow Damon to the hospital in this. Damon would say later that he received the best drugs in this red choo choo..

But he'd complain that the morphine here, was pretty useless...
{Pre-Surgery} waiting for the hand specialist and plastic surgeon to become available at TG. No, he's not flipping you off.. not intentionally anyway. :)


A close up? Nah, I wouldn't do that to you. Just take my word.. it looks great covered up! Honey, you were a trooper!


Luckily, they were able to get him into surgery after only waiting for two hours.
{Post-Op} Waking up from surgery.. Hello, Sunshine.


Diagnosis:
The table saw won.
He broke his finger in two places between his middle knuckle and the tip of his finger.
Severed his tendon and cut through his nerve.

So, Number 4. While I gimpy is taking care of son #1 and discharged husband, son #2 becomes ill. I take him to the doctor. Double ear infection. Sure. Absolutely. Because Numbers 1-3 weren't enough.

I have survived. The boys are feeling chipper. The doctors expect Damon to make a full recovery in 12 weeks. He gets an extended long vacation from work while he mends. I keep telling him he's going to have a fabulous tan... well at least one hand will. :)

xoxo

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Thursday, June 3, 2010

{Swap Party}


Last Tuesday I hosted a Swap Party.

The premise of a Swap Party is that everyone brings a few "nice" items they don't use anymore to swap for other people's things that they don't use either. You spend no money and still leave with something(s) cool.

I scored this:

Thanks, Mimi! I'm hoping to use this as a potty training incentive... and secretly hoping that gum balls will solve all of my dreams of being diaper free in mere weeks!

xoxo