Just two pics to share today...one of the girls before their musical at church last week...love that pouty lip on Shelby (that's normal for her :))...and then our sleeping Star Wars baby below :)
Well, what can I say...it's the truth...nothing exciting to share for the weekend that just passed. Maybe it's just me, but I'm kinda bummin' that the weekend's gone and I have not much to show for it and no exciting stories or pictures either....sorry, folks :( Maybe I'm bummed cuz I had myself all jazzed up about a possible slippery slidin' day of fun and that just wasn't meant to be due to lower than tolerable temps for this wimpy FL girl. But, so be it...we had to put our exciting plans on hold...and for what might you ask??? Well, for nothin'...big fat nothin'. I had wild dreams of getting the kids bedrooms and clothes in order and about all I did was get through Shelby's stuff only to repile more stuff in Dylan and Hailey's room....well, that was pointless. So, now I like the openess of Shelby's room, but I hate the other kid's cluttered ones. I can't win. I know....I live such a wild and exciting life full of cleaning and clutter-shifting...I know you all are jealous. Anyway...so that's about all our weekend consisted of....not what most of you were hoping to hear, I'm sure. There is a glimmering ray of hope for this next Saturday....I hear it's gonna be a hot one and that might be my sign to break out the bathing suit for a debut run down the slip-n-slide! :) I'll keep you in suspense until then!
In other news, Shelby and Dylan made a duo trip to the peds doc today. No, they aren't sick, but it was "well visit day" and I figure why not double up and do them both at once...double the "fun". Well, it's funny cuz we pulled into the office driveway and Shelby blurts out "I want a shot, I want a shot!!"...HUH??? What is up with that...is she possessed? I thought she was joking or maybe just really confused on the shot process and would change her mind later? Anyway...I said "well, I don't think you get shots today, but Dylan will"....she was majorly bummed cuz that seemed disappointing to her to just watch the whole ordeal. Anyway....so the whole visit went fine...la tee da...the kids were pleasant for the most part, Shelby made us all laugh with her "eye chart guesses" and her unwilliness to raise her hand when the bell beeped in her ear...but for the most part they were angels. Both are tall and skinny little buggers....I don't get into exact numbers very much, but I think Dylan was like 26lbs and was greater than 95% for his height (33 3/4 inches....whoa!)...he and Shelby are not that far off in height. Anyway....so no concerns. Still just keeping an eye on Dylan and his eating issues (if he's not eating all table food in 3 mos then he needs to go back to therapy) and all seems well with the poop issues lately....he's as regular as anyone should be on a daily dose of Miralax :) Anyway...so my whole point to the story...it came to "shot time" and lo and behold the doc said Shelby DID get to have a Hep A shot...yay!!! She was sooooooo excited.....weird...yes, very weird...but still...I could not help, but get excited with her. So, down she laid and in went the needle....oh my...I felt so guilty cuz her little excited face with a big smile went to the horrified look of panic and pain...I really felt so badly for her. I don't really know what she expected, but obviously it was NOT that :( But, she was so brave. She tried not to cry and all she could say over and over again was "that hurt real bad, that hurt real bad". What a brave little trooper my Gracie is. She recovered fairly quickly, but I think that's the last time she'll look forward to a shot :) Luckily she got a fancy smancy purple bandaid, a mini flashlight and a Dora sticker so she was happy with that but still kinda traumatized. I guess it was worth the pain in the end for a prize and a sticker. Then Dylan had his and I think she felt even worse for him...she started crying all over and boy, did Dylan lose it. He kicked the guy nurse in the face and I laughed cuz he almost knocked the needle out of his hand and he had to restick him (poor thing) and this was all while I was holding him down (yes, our boy has the strength of a lil' sumo wrestler :)). Anyway...so that was all a little tramatic (as shot time usually is)...but we made it out in one piece :)
And ever since we've been home Shelby has been back to her normal self. She's obsessed today with telling me how it was not nice to say "crap" to Sam (our cat) the other day. I don't know why all of a sudden she is bringing that up, but she is and she won't drop it. And, yes, I did yell "crap!" to the cat a couple weeks ago when as I was trying to put him in his cage for the vets and she grabbed onto my shirt with her back claws and scratched the dickens out of my chest. I was so mad and in pain that I yelled "Crap, Sam, Crap!" really loud as he raced off up the stairs to try to get away! It was not a shiny mommy moment and obviously Shelby remembers it well and likes to rehash it for me. So, now I feel bad about that today too. I'm sure Shelby will share my "crap story" with the world...she's not shy about telling people things. Great, huh?!
Anyway...so that's enough for one day. I'm exhausted, but I bet my dear hubby is more exhausted. His big boss from Boston flew in today (which he does once a year) and I know that will make for a busy day for him. Kev's been preparing for this visit since last week...cleaning the office, finishing projects, working this weekend, and he even cut his hair yesterday for the occasion...wow, pretty impressive :) Anyway...so tonight we have dinner with the boss and all the other guys in the office (all 2 of them and their wives :)) Should be "fun" since I hear we're going to some Arabian place...if you know me, you know I pretty much don't like to stray from American food. So, we'll see how it goes :) Wish me luck :) Until next time....
In other news, Shelby and Dylan made a duo trip to the peds doc today. No, they aren't sick, but it was "well visit day" and I figure why not double up and do them both at once...double the "fun". Well, it's funny cuz we pulled into the office driveway and Shelby blurts out "I want a shot, I want a shot!!"...HUH??? What is up with that...is she possessed? I thought she was joking or maybe just really confused on the shot process and would change her mind later? Anyway...I said "well, I don't think you get shots today, but Dylan will"....she was majorly bummed cuz that seemed disappointing to her to just watch the whole ordeal. Anyway....so the whole visit went fine...la tee da...the kids were pleasant for the most part, Shelby made us all laugh with her "eye chart guesses" and her unwilliness to raise her hand when the bell beeped in her ear...but for the most part they were angels. Both are tall and skinny little buggers....I don't get into exact numbers very much, but I think Dylan was like 26lbs and was greater than 95% for his height (33 3/4 inches....whoa!)...he and Shelby are not that far off in height. Anyway....so no concerns. Still just keeping an eye on Dylan and his eating issues (if he's not eating all table food in 3 mos then he needs to go back to therapy) and all seems well with the poop issues lately....he's as regular as anyone should be on a daily dose of Miralax :) Anyway...so my whole point to the story...it came to "shot time" and lo and behold the doc said Shelby DID get to have a Hep A shot...yay!!! She was sooooooo excited.....weird...yes, very weird...but still...I could not help, but get excited with her. So, down she laid and in went the needle....oh my...I felt so guilty cuz her little excited face with a big smile went to the horrified look of panic and pain...I really felt so badly for her. I don't really know what she expected, but obviously it was NOT that :( But, she was so brave. She tried not to cry and all she could say over and over again was "that hurt real bad, that hurt real bad". What a brave little trooper my Gracie is. She recovered fairly quickly, but I think that's the last time she'll look forward to a shot :) Luckily she got a fancy smancy purple bandaid, a mini flashlight and a Dora sticker so she was happy with that but still kinda traumatized. I guess it was worth the pain in the end for a prize and a sticker. Then Dylan had his and I think she felt even worse for him...she started crying all over and boy, did Dylan lose it. He kicked the guy nurse in the face and I laughed cuz he almost knocked the needle out of his hand and he had to restick him (poor thing) and this was all while I was holding him down (yes, our boy has the strength of a lil' sumo wrestler :)). Anyway...so that was all a little tramatic (as shot time usually is)...but we made it out in one piece :)
And ever since we've been home Shelby has been back to her normal self. She's obsessed today with telling me how it was not nice to say "crap" to Sam (our cat) the other day. I don't know why all of a sudden she is bringing that up, but she is and she won't drop it. And, yes, I did yell "crap!" to the cat a couple weeks ago when as I was trying to put him in his cage for the vets and she grabbed onto my shirt with her back claws and scratched the dickens out of my chest. I was so mad and in pain that I yelled "Crap, Sam, Crap!" really loud as he raced off up the stairs to try to get away! It was not a shiny mommy moment and obviously Shelby remembers it well and likes to rehash it for me. So, now I feel bad about that today too. I'm sure Shelby will share my "crap story" with the world...she's not shy about telling people things. Great, huh?!
Anyway...so that's enough for one day. I'm exhausted, but I bet my dear hubby is more exhausted. His big boss from Boston flew in today (which he does once a year) and I know that will make for a busy day for him. Kev's been preparing for this visit since last week...cleaning the office, finishing projects, working this weekend, and he even cut his hair yesterday for the occasion...wow, pretty impressive :) Anyway...so tonight we have dinner with the boss and all the other guys in the office (all 2 of them and their wives :)) Should be "fun" since I hear we're going to some Arabian place...if you know me, you know I pretty much don't like to stray from American food. So, we'll see how it goes :) Wish me luck :) Until next time....
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Hey Friend!
I think that Dylan has Emma beat by about 3 lb. Emma just had her 18mon. appt this past week and was 22lb 12oz. and 33-34 inches. Tall and Thin! She only will eat carbs and occ. dinosaur chicken nuggets from Costco. I total feel for you at the doctors. Emma got her final Hep A shot too. Josh got to hold her this time...lucky him! It was nice not being the bad guy. Emma had a look of total surpise when she got the shot. I always feel bad for her, but she is such a trooper. I hope that we can get our kids together sometime this summer! I miss seeing you!
Love, Anm
Hey There, Ann!
As always it's a pleasure to hear from you! That is too funny that Dylan has Emma beat in the chunker department :) Emma must be one skinny girl cuz Dylan is the exact same height (33 3/4 inches)...but he's got a big gutt on him for now. I figure once he really starts walking he'll burn that flabby thing off! :) I'm kinda amazed that Dylan is even gaining any weight cuz he pretty much just lives off yogurt and applesauce...no carbs or protein, aside from milk. I'm glad Josh had to be the mean daddy at the doc's...Kev has only had that "pleasure" a few times and I don't think he wants to repeat it. I'm ok with it...I guess it's the "mean peds nurse" in me :) It breaks my heart a little, but it's not too traumatic (i.e. I've seen some parents crying right along side their kids :)) I agree, I hope it's not too long before our kids can get together again....if the drive wasn't so long I'd do it by myself with the kids. I miss you too! We'll talk when you back from FL. Have fun at Disney...Dylan will be excited to hear what rides Emma likes! Love ya, Kel :)
Kelly:
Can I borrow Shelby the next time Maddie needs shots? She could be such a good example for my 9-year-old. If we ever have to go to the doc, Maddie starts freaking out before we ever leave the house!! It took three adults to hold her down when she was little! Not Jacob, he is Mr. Tough Guy and super cooperative! Of course, he spent most of his first three years living at the doctors' offices!
I had to laugh out loud about Shelby reliving your "crap" moment! Do you ever wonder why kids choose to remember our meltdown moments so vividly? I'll tell one on myself -- when Maddie was about 2, we were on a road trip and had stopped at a Dairy Queen for ice cream cones. As we continued on our trip, Maddie proceded to throw a fit in the backseat about something. I warned her to stop or I was going to take her ice cream away. Well, she just decided to kick it up a notch. So, having a "Mommy Dearest" moment, I reached back, grabbed her ice cream cone, rolled down the window and threw it out in a cornfield!! Egads!! TO THIS DAY, she STILL brings it up!! I think I scarred her for life. Sad.
I hope you have a great week! It is supposed to be gorgeous! Hey! I found another 4-leaf clover at Mom & Dad's farm yesterday! Cool beans!! ;-) See you later!!
LOL! Jill, you crack me up! Thank you for sharing your "crazy mommmy moment"...it makes me feel a little less insane :) I definitely have had my "throw the ice cream out the window" days...I think I have actually threatened that before. I'm always telling Shelby I'm gonna throw certain things away if she doesn't stop complaining about them. I'm not a gold-winning mom all the time...that's for sure! Ha! And of course, the kids never forget those "shining moments" and they love to relive them and torture you with them FOREVER! :) Ah, the joy! A
nd I laugh at your stories of Maddie at the doctor's...maybe she'll shock you one day and grow up to be a doctor or something...ha, ha! I don't blame her though...even I, the brave nurse, get quesy getting shots :(
And, wow, on the four leaf clover! I hope you had good luck this weekend with the one you found in our yard...cuz I did NOT! :( Maybe my week will be luckier :)
And we REALLY do need to walk this week...if you're willing and able! I meant to call you on Friday, but the day just slipped by and I was plum tuckered out and lazy. Let's pick a day....
Hugs, Kel :)
You have a cat named Sam???? Cool! I laughed out loud at your 'crap' comment...I've done similar things...and they always come back to haunt me.
Sorry to hear Shelby was surprised by the pain of the shot...but how sweet that she felt the pain for D-man too? :)
I weeded through some clothes today, too, but not as much as I'd hoped for. ;)
Ha, Ha, Amanda...yes, we have a cat named, Sam...only she's a girl and her real name is Samantha :) We actually have twin sisters...Syd is our other one...they are our oldest "children" whom we affectionately call "the beasts" :) Glad to hear you've had "crap moments" too. Not one of my shinier mommy phrases, but what can you really say when your "feline friend" is scratching the heck out of your chest...I guess I could have said something worse...but I'm glad I refrained...cuz Shelby seems to remember everything these days! And, glad I have a fellow "clothes sorting friend"...it's not one of my favorite things to do and often my kids have their belly buttons showing before I admit a shirt is too small and pack it away :) And Shelby is all recovered from her "shot nightmare" :) She now won't take the bandaid off since she wants to show it to everyone she meets.
You cracked me up with your super cool 80's flashbacks! Loved it! Have a great day!
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