Memorial Day Weekend

On Saturday we finally made it to the Farmer's Market and the kids got to play in the civic center fountain. It was surprisingly warm and pleasant. Daddy watched the kids play while Mommy waited 15 minutes in a concession line for a "killer burrito" to satisfy a craving for pulled BBQ pork, watching them sell out of things as the line dwindled. While waiting with the pregnancy blood-sugar running low, the thought of flinging my flip-flops at someone's head truly crossed my mind. Luckily for the slow concession owners who were blissfully unaware of the hormone-induced fit this pregnant lady almost had, the Killer Burrito was worth the swollen ankles and sunburn incurred while waiting (yes, I do burn in 15 minutes)- even if it was missing the onions they ran out of. These Church boys make me crazy angry! Someone needs to come up with anger management for pregnant ladies or hormone therapy or something!

Back to the kids: they were so cute running around free and easy in the fountains. I remarked to Doug how much of a relief it was to just let them play and not have boundaries. It seems like even at the park I have to say "no" this and "no" that and "don't run so far!" Here they were completely happy to stay right in the water where it was easy to keep an eye them.





















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This is what our Sundays look like (on a good day) after church with no naps- Laying around in our PJ's (or next to them like Sterling is), with blankies & bun-bun, sucking thumbs, watching Backyardigans.

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Monday afternoon, we had a get-together with some friends. The kids had a lot of fun playing and tormenting eachother (mostly Sterling tormenting the girls) and then they wanted to dance to one of the Backyardigans' dance-along songs, "Buffalo Girls".

Then Evie dropped it down low for the camera. She's such a coordinated dancer- just like her mother...

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This is another random video I shot on Friday. This seems a little backwards to me...

From the Mouths of Babes (And Their Parents)

Things we never thought to hear from our child's mouth (all Sterling, by the way):

5. "That's sexy!" (Doug's fault)

4. "Hey! Don't call me stinky bottoms, I had a bath!"

3. "You're mom's a yo-yo." (Again, Doug)

2. "Oh! ...My monkey fell off!" (His bath towel is a monkey)

1. "Get out Mom...(grunt, grimace) It's sssstinky!"


Things we never thought we'd hear from our own mouths:

5. "Don't put your hands through the neighbor's fence!...Oh, you just want to touch the pokies? Oh, okay."

4. (Spank, spank) "We don't hit!"

3. "Put your bottom away, please."

2. "We don't play with poop!" (The one time this happened, he was carting it around in his tractor trailer. Rather appropriate, considering...)

1. "Stop eating the wall or I'll put you in time out!"

Church Family ~Est. May 21, 1999

Time goes so fast!

It's really hard to believe that Doug and I have been married for 9 years!

As young and inexperienced as I was all those years ago, it seems miraculous to me that I married one of the most loyal and generous men on earth! Marriage is certainly difficult and we do our share of compromise, but we have grown together through our trials and joys and I love him with a deeper, more mature love now than I thought was possible.

Happy anniversary to the love of my existence.

Dirt & Shovels

Yesterday we spent some time recouping after the trying weekend, getting Sterling's medication in order, and making sure he was doing better.
Since it is supposed to be cooler this week and a little wet, Doug decided to get the backyard in order with some barkdust, topsoil, and grass seed. The kids were such good helpers!

One Way to Spend a Nice Weekend

It was plenty over 90° this weekend and we had plans to take the kids to the Farmer's Market on Saturday and let them enjoy the fountains at the new civic center. Friday, Sterling woke and complained that his unmentionables hurt. Believe it or not, this is a common ploy so he can get some yummy grape Tylenol or watermelon Pepto-Bismol tablets (well, usually he complains about his throat, stomach, head, etc), so I ignored him and he seemed fine and didn't complain again until naptime. Finally checking the area and finding it swollen and a bit red, I called the pediatrician and we rushed to his office. He gave him a prescription for some super antibiotic and a topical cream with the assurance that he should be feeling better within a day.

The next morning, it seemed worse so we went back to the pediatrician making sure to load our Farmer's Market gear in the car for when we were done. However, the on-call doctor, after consulting with a specialist, eventually sent us to check in at the children's hospital. My mom met us at the doctors' office to pick up Evie (whom she kept all weekend, bless her) and we went to the hospital. Not a stellar experience, by the way. We much prefer the hospital closer to us, but they gave him an IV of antibiotics and he looked so much better on Sunday they allowed us the choice to go home with a prescription of the same stuff. I am sparing you the gory details and him the embarrassment of which, by the way.

Upon picking up a partial of the prescription (that the doctor assured us everyone would have in stock since it is a fairly old medicine) from the second pharmacy we tried we went home to administer the now-overdue dose. It smelled horrible and tasted worse. We had to physically restrain him, force the syringe into his mouth, plug his nose, and massage his throat to get him to swallow it- and of course bribe him with treats. Not only is it horrible smelling and tasting and terribly expensive, but I am convinced it is making our already very active son extra super hyper-active. 10 day prescription: 3 days down, 7 days to go...

So in the end, I'm convinced we jinxed ourselves by not only having a very nice weekend in May, but by actually planning to have a family outing on Saturday instead of working and by packing our car for the Farmer's Market on the way to the doctors'. The most expensive weekend we've had for a while and Doug got to spend it inside a hospital on an awful bed, I got to make the 30min drive back and forth several times to visit and bring supplies, my mom got to watch Evie, and Sterling got poked, prodded, and pretty much violated all weekend. A great family vacation- I highly recommend it.

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Food-to-order, beds that roll and have buttons, his own TV with remote, cute nurses. Sterling actually didn't want to leave the hospital.

Sterling thoroughly embarrassed the Urologist by following him around taking his picture a million times- essentially behaving like a Paparazzo.

Ah yes! Adjustable beds- and the nurses encouraged him.

Twilight Movie

I'm really not a Twilight "freak". I really enjoyed the concept of the story and got admittedly wrapped up in the romance of it all, but I find Stephenie Meyer's literary style lacking and somewhat juvenile, even hard to read in parts for the cheesiness of it all. And while I'm excited about the movie coming out and will very likely see it the weekend it opens, I'm thinking that nothing will be better than my imagination. I'm a little disappointed about some of the cast picks (especially Edward and Jacob), yet others are an improvement to what was described in the book(Bella, Charlie), so perhaps I will end up liking it...

That being said, here is the official teaser trailer:



http://www.twilightthemovie.com/

High Entertainment

This is how we spend our time indoors:

Movie night complete with popcorn.

Movie: Thomas & Friends, Engine Escapades









The buckets really play a key part in most of the entertainment around here.

We eat Rice Krispies treats (these ones are Chocolate Yummies)

We have Kitchen Races.

There is usually some crying involved after the burly one runs the mini-burly one over with his bucket.

We get our groove on.

Evie took her diaper off and brought me Sterling's Buzz Lightyear underwear to put on her. She shook her booty for the camera and then promptly went into her closet and peed, scaring her enough she may not want to try underwear for a while. It's always funny to me how surprised they are when they find out warm liquid comes out of their body down there.

I thought I'd be able to put some little censor screens over Sterling's booty, but not so. It is just too funny not to post though. Hopefully you don't mind a little baby mooning.

Warning: Uncensored. Watch at viewer discretion. ;)