tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70613735904382447122024-02-18T21:43:57.409-05:00The Phillips QuadsLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.comBlogger140125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-73612857326703485152012-03-12T20:45:00.006-04:002012-03-12T21:38:50.066-04:00Conversations From A Weekend<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhRqwDPdrg605q7plrM_zDmn17JNXZxk6haLbwzPHwirRbLBnE8Li9OQOCvg6cWCFu89npkQmpnXjojx5dGn0DyYFx8Q6gvOdWQiAf2mhswHz82bEKlWCg35HBwqshn6ri0nDiPZnnN81F/s1600/IMG_0539.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhRqwDPdrg605q7plrM_zDmn17JNXZxk6haLbwzPHwirRbLBnE8Li9OQOCvg6cWCFu89npkQmpnXjojx5dGn0DyYFx8Q6gvOdWQiAf2mhswHz82bEKlWCg35HBwqshn6ri0nDiPZnnN81F/s320/IMG_0539.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719190109318426562" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWY4tj5gNLR3lvs45jTfTT0I5yxrYUE9QeyMPjIcuAa4nb7r1ckBzGoLJQYyqg2Ztp-q9dJB84hrDxjnZ8trSxuU28AF24XDqt3qKH-x3Qw59fRKlITC9UATGk0_Yts9duu09CVZTSmLgo/s1600/IMG_0548.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWY4tj5gNLR3lvs45jTfTT0I5yxrYUE9QeyMPjIcuAa4nb7r1ckBzGoLJQYyqg2Ztp-q9dJB84hrDxjnZ8trSxuU28AF24XDqt3qKH-x3Qw59fRKlITC9UATGk0_Yts9duu09CVZTSmLgo/s320/IMG_0548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719189774574407746" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLKps2rK48Wcnku_KD8J0WfCiAWm108JZvLNllcGN26rIXDb3rwpWBBJte9-RXlFEV8OROEOTyBFt3qun24wzgy2y-BN7JOBtbpBXoT35YiuMdL3KUvTGmhNhVtPN8ERPQ3IXZkDDSjH7/s1600/IMG_0551.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLKps2rK48Wcnku_KD8J0WfCiAWm108JZvLNllcGN26rIXDb3rwpWBBJte9-RXlFEV8OROEOTyBFt3qun24wzgy2y-BN7JOBtbpBXoT35YiuMdL3KUvTGmhNhVtPN8ERPQ3IXZkDDSjH7/s320/IMG_0551.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719189767009738514" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipxSd2C9TBGy6YrH5zJyUksDmnpVFFvCD7sNaObFPcJJHJos_qzfiZA1OR4_3bhAb3dHi4YYpgHH_SoW3EuwyGhomlzFZmSc6rHSDYNCPwMbOC8uH15-fgOiAG-LK0ZAEIxMO1OKqT3Qk3/s1600/IMG_0518.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipxSd2C9TBGy6YrH5zJyUksDmnpVFFvCD7sNaObFPcJJHJos_qzfiZA1OR4_3bhAb3dHi4YYpgHH_SoW3EuwyGhomlzFZmSc6rHSDYNCPwMbOC8uH15-fgOiAG-LK0ZAEIxMO1OKqT3Qk3/s320/IMG_0518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719189142381394354" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTqkV-1ULfFp9sJ3zzP4kFZSxVdPPvNXWYR1ux7seUg4D8qYffPXNTPEH5vmEGJxWt1zAw28P604mk3XSOKakktlYWhI28nHOBctXB52g9HZ4kW56l2GOQBEQvqAs66rK7njlpkeXI_MXB/s1600/IMG_0517.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTqkV-1ULfFp9sJ3zzP4kFZSxVdPPvNXWYR1ux7seUg4D8qYffPXNTPEH5vmEGJxWt1zAw28P604mk3XSOKakktlYWhI28nHOBctXB52g9HZ4kW56l2GOQBEQvqAs66rK7njlpkeXI_MXB/s320/IMG_0517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719189133499296434" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijUaca1T05eL8J5NHtKgu9QyqQf7b7Ufjj1ePPbJng1RvmzxrgSye_1iBw9KoZELTfZTdEA8t_9WgxZbBVtmPIA6AQmG8_8fWLbvdjhKREXKrwdjCEZlnXRPzclAcIkGpdzr85Kw6L1n4t/s1600/DSC_0021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijUaca1T05eL8J5NHtKgu9QyqQf7b7Ufjj1ePPbJng1RvmzxrgSye_1iBw9KoZELTfZTdEA8t_9WgxZbBVtmPIA6AQmG8_8fWLbvdjhKREXKrwdjCEZlnXRPzclAcIkGpdzr85Kw6L1n4t/s320/DSC_0021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719189128681209410" /></a><br /><div>I don't remember a lot of what is said on a daily basis, but I do remember the ones that crack me up. Here are a few.</div><div><br /></div><div><div>Saturday:</div><div>Carolyn: "What's that? What's that Momma?" </div><div>Me: "What's what Carolyn?"</div><div>Carolyn: "What's that Momma?" Points to my face. "You got buggers?"</div><div>Me: SIGH "No Carolyn those are freckles."</div><div>Carolyn: "Freckles?"</div><div>Me: "Hm mmmm"</div><div>Carolyn: "Aiden got buggers?"</div></div><div><br /></div><div>Maxwell was climbing all over my back and hanging on while I was trying to change someone. I said "Maxwell can you please stop climbing on me?" He said "I MONKEY BUAHAHAHAHAH!". </div><div><br /></div><div>Sunday: </div><div>Alexis sees dog poop in the yard while we are out playing. I tell her not to touch it and I get the scoop. I scoop it and she says "That poop momma?" I said "Yes Lexi that is poop." Without missing a beat she says "You pooped on the ground Momma?" BUAHAHAHAHA</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Today: </div><div>Carolyn was carrying around our walking rope that I just bought. I got it with hopes that it will help bring order to the drop off/pick ups at daycare. Aiden ran up to her and grabbed one of the rings and she said "DADGUMIT AIDEN!".</div><div><br /></div><div>Aiden was crying I want Momma over and over tonight after I tucked them in for the 5th time. So Carolyn said "you want Daddy Aiden?" Aiden: "No...I want Momma!" </div><div>Carolyn: "You want Momma?"</div><div>Aiden: "yea..."</div><div>Carolyn: "You want Daddy?"</div><div>Aiden: "No."</div><div>Carolyn: "You want buzz? You want lexi lou? You want....momma?"</div><div>Aiden: "WAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAA!"</div><div><br /></div><div>Two minutes later Carolyn starts to cry and saying "I want tuckeded in...I want tuckeded in Momma! Twinkle twinkle little star how I wonder what you are....".</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-33785456387557007572012-03-08T20:19:00.003-05:002012-03-08T20:22:23.357-05:00Injury ReportCarolyn fell down and hit her chin on the sink causing some pretty horrific moments when I was trying to tell if she needed stitches. She doesn't, but it still looks like it hurt a lot. <div><br /></div><div>Carolyn scratched Maxwell. I don't know what he was doing it was while I was getting their milk, but he had a pretty good scratch on his chin. </div><div><br /></div><div>Oh what a day.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-25684236667993503992012-03-07T19:15:00.003-05:002012-03-07T19:23:20.578-05:00Night Time Before BedRight now I'm listening as they play in their cribs before they fall asleep and this is what I hear...<div><br /></div><div>Aiden: "Go Buz Go!" "aaahhhh get that alligator.....the alligator's coming....aaahhh the alligator get me!" "oh no oh no *laughing* he got me!" </div><div><br /></div><div>Carolyn: *squeals* "I want some more....I wana some moooore" </div><div><br /></div><div>Aiden: "hi!"</div><div><br /></div><div>Maxwell: "hi!"</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-3789127889745322632012-03-05T19:22:00.003-05:002012-03-05T19:36:34.517-05:002.5 and full of crazy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPcuZCs1qw1RupM7lt5Kfmj7jUQdINaGdmi6fq-nDBmKILNfcR9Lga5BxqoC6yZQZuyXSC_1PDGcyUZiGJ5y-mu8kEV1YzVPHxQk6U8Ce_5MD3BgFh0s8c-gqJXf7lZkMq-CnzEnUUNzOi/s1600/DSC_0048.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPcuZCs1qw1RupM7lt5Kfmj7jUQdINaGdmi6fq-nDBmKILNfcR9Lga5BxqoC6yZQZuyXSC_1PDGcyUZiGJ5y-mu8kEV1YzVPHxQk6U8Ce_5MD3BgFh0s8c-gqJXf7lZkMq-CnzEnUUNzOi/s320/DSC_0048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716575041308318546" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWUFbBTbvACTMoHOC-su93TR_TKIB9NlrI1Y_UXIRMz5HTPDdj1rQ7g3DsfazXN3fWQLgmSc9KFSFN7JmiTCch-gWFNozxQRDBrb1XPFFN32yBxQwGW5t4byoIMO934SO4hnYNpINWn2Pp/s1600/DSC_0046.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3p2yAObGs61VchAOBamVogsx46DS1F7o4hlgela2Etzu1K8FQAzIvrSn6dZ_ZKR-2x18AGnHKzSDu2QG63Z5XGlKp9dCWFXMquP5yQFd2hqnqeh3DSQgEP1dkQfDVXmdCvD5EYoDOSSEr/s320/DSC_0014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716574000180418258" /></a><br /><div><br /></div></div></div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-25860313717076238672012-03-04T20:19:00.008-05:002012-03-05T19:37:29.064-05:00Update timeYes, I've been away from the blog for far too long. It's hard to believe it's been so long since my last post. Well...not really. I can say that parenting 4 2.5 year olds is the greatest challenge I've ever had. I know I know they're more independent so it should be getting easier, but it doesn't get easier. It's just different from what we've had before. They're all the same age, so different, and all on different levels of crazy.<div><br /></div><div>Aiden enjoys talking, and when I say enjoys it I mean he is constantly talking. In the car he is pointing out octagons, diamonds, and everything else we pass. At home he asks many times what our favorite color is, but really what he wants to know is what color shirt we are wearing. He feels we should wear our favorite color everyday or at least change it when our shirt changes. :) He loves to ask questions and quote lines from Toy Story. He frequently quizzes us on what color an object is that he is holding. He is also the screamer still. He cries a lot, and will often times tell us so and so needs a spanking. I try not to laugh when he tells me "I want Lexi Lou get a spanking!", but he does say the craziest things. He gets so excited, and of course so angry that he literally clenches his jaw and makes this noise. If he is excited it is like a laugh, but if he is angry it is like a growl. He also has no concept of personal space, and I realize he had none to start off with, but seriously. For every moment he spends screaming and asking a million questions there are many more moments when he makes my heart explode with love. He runs around and just falls. Not like he trips he just makes himself fall to the ground then says "I OK!". Recently we went up to VA for a weekends, and while I was trying to change his diaper he said "DADGUMIT MOMMA! GET OFFA ME!". It was in that moment that I was so thankful that I am trying to watch what I say. Today he stopped looked at me and said "Momma you pretty..." he made my year with one small sentence.</div><div><br /></div><div>Maxwell is the instigator. The animal lover. The class clown. The emotional. He is a momma's boy to be sure. He still loves Mickey, and really anything we put on the tv. He stops and stares at whatever we put on. He picks on his siblings, makes them cry, and doesn't share. He steals toys, pushes them, and tackles anyone that walks past when he is playing. He turns around and wakes everyone up from nap by rubbing their backs softly and saying their name over and over. He hands out milk, and in the morning he loves to hand out oatmeal to everyone. He doesn't listen and when he is aggravating and I tell him to go sit in time out he looks at me and smiles. The rascal thinks he can get away with anything. He screams when he doesn't get his way, and throws toys. He also lashes out at everyone when he gets in trouble. Sometimes it is because we tell him he needs to go sit down, sometimes it is because he took a toy and we made him give it back, and a lot of times it is because he won't listen to what he is being asked to do. He gives the best hugs, and has learned he can say "No like it" when he doesn't like something and when he does like it. If he doesn't like it he'll say "no like it" and push it away. If he likes it and says it that when I go to take it he shoves it in his mouth and laughs. He loves all animals, and constantly takes off running after whatever animal he sees walking down the street if he can. I often feel like I have 18 eyes, or maybe I just feel like I should have so many so I can keep a look out for every dog that is walking past our house at any moment. </div><div><br /></div><div>Lexi Lou. My Do It Phillips as I like to sometimes call her. She is very independent, and wants to constantly do it herself or help me do it. I would just like to say mornings/afternoons/evenings basically LIFE was so much easier when she let me do everything for her. She says "MY DO IT" at least 1000 times a day. Getting in her seat, getting her water, putting her shoes on, putting on her pants/underwear, flushing the potty, and certainly walking down the stairs. The only time she doesn't say it is when we are walking into daycare. That is when she clings to me crying "upupupupup" until I finally stop and pick her up. She like to help Momma in any way. I don't always need help, but I try to find ways to involve them. Alexis likes to say who gets what octagon and diamond on the drives to/from daycare. She also is the only one allowed to have the horses we pass. She is the bossy one, and the one most likely to sit down and not budge until she gets her way. she is coming along great with potty training but still in pull-ups based on her frequent accidents. When she goes peepee in the potty she says "my pee pee YAY, Lexi!". Then she starts with the my do it's.</div><div><br /></div><div>Carolyn is basically potty trained. She doesn't go during naps and very rarely has accidents. She hasn't 100% mastered the whole pooping but she is getting better. She also says my do it during certain times, but doesn't push the issue if it's already been done. I try to let them all do as much as possible so they realize what they can do without momma and daddy's help. It can be frustrating though because Carolyn almost always pulls the my do it card when I'm running late. ;) she knows I'm rushing so she takes her sweet time. She aggravates as much if not more than Maxwell. She will pick on everyone...even Andy and I. She is talking more and more and finally getting her colors down! For the last 2.5 years I was worried she might be color blind, but she is just taking her time. She talks and talks when she is alone, and recently has been talking even more when they are all together. It use to be that Aiden was the only one talking, but now they're all chattering. She likes to help momma and loves to ask for Daddy at night once he leaves the room. When she gets mad or doesn't want to go to sleep (every night) she starts her lists of wants. I want milk. I want juice. I want dat. I want tv. I want couch. I need to go potty. It doesn't really matter if you get her something because she will continue down the list. After everyone has been tucked in she stands up and says "I wanna be tuckeded in!". The smallest of the crew and still the most attitude. Her favorite question is "what's dat? What's dat momma?". She is also the best at counting. Where aiden says 2314 she says 123456789. </div><div><br /></div><div>The months have flown for us recently, and they are learning more and more. I've struggled recently with learning how to get them to listen and discipline. Time out is a must but doesn't always work. We ask if they want spankings and sometimes they get them if they continuoiusly misbehave, from what I can see spankings don't work. Sometimes timeout doesn't work. I've tried talking quietly to gain their attention. It works well. As does making them sit out when we are playing and someone gets too rough. Not everything works for every child it's just figuring out what works best for each child. It's hard when you have one in time out trying to escape and two coming over to play with the one in timeout. I haven't mastered discipline yet, and it is so tiring trying to figure it out. I am constantly wondering how I can improve to make our home less hectic. I think every parent struggles with something and for me it is discipline. I being consistent is something I struggle with and I know that is 95% of the problem. </div><div><br /></div><div>We've successfully transitioned from high chairs to booster seats, (mostly) open cups, and we are getting there with potty training. The boys aren't interested like the girls are and want the treats when one of the girls get them, but aren't willing to really go potty to earn the treat. Aiden thinks if he washes his hands he gets a treat because we flush, wash hands, and then give the treat. Maxwell actually did the best at first, but wasn't very interested after the first and second day. Carolyn just got it and made no big fuss about it. </div><div><br /></div><div>This past weekend we made cornbread muffins together. Each of them stirred the batter and then they poured some batter into the muffin tin. They really enjoyed it so I am excited to do more cooking projects with them. I'm not sure what we will do next but I'm thinking of maybe doing jello with them. I also have some fun painting ideas using shaving cream that I saw on pintrest. There are so many good ideas I'd like to try and plan on trying two a weekend for the next few weekends. </div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-77684435881996567392011-11-29T12:45:00.004-05:002011-11-29T13:25:55.044-05:00Whoa excuse me while I remove the dust<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlf_TOP_yCn83GO0DA1jBtLohOUcMWcMrMoTeGGwyREp408bbbtEBr_y7yxxiZyOunQ2eU4gnMU8C3V6hcrTleaUOyOmMGRjTY9gWUq6HS3JeVAidVbQP5y5PwU_SgBXIYb_simrhnZuMy/s1600/IMG_0239.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlf_TOP_yCn83GO0DA1jBtLohOUcMWcMrMoTeGGwyREp408bbbtEBr_y7yxxiZyOunQ2eU4gnMU8C3V6hcrTleaUOyOmMGRjTY9gWUq6HS3JeVAidVbQP5y5PwU_SgBXIYb_simrhnZuMy/s320/IMG_0239.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680484802374775858" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbQ_sQ7Z7IQgG5X0axXkI2fde5wd1MLglFgt-GOWZnRs3QO8OTQAXj1mSaM_BFyhTkj63LHEG62B04GUKYQFJRSG8rkhZNnB7P1WOt285msG4YUyg-vAWvbiK2WxjpdlKgiOMFR06Cb6Ey/s1600/IMG_0301.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbQ_sQ7Z7IQgG5X0axXkI2fde5wd1MLglFgt-GOWZnRs3QO8OTQAXj1mSaM_BFyhTkj63LHEG62B04GUKYQFJRSG8rkhZNnB7P1WOt285msG4YUyg-vAWvbiK2WxjpdlKgiOMFR06Cb6Ey/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680484787464688466" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKz2ecCTtsuNJTvh9BlfUHikt-yQtIB5b1SEYjTgZ-uKC1WlySwx9yB40un5WqqUbc5cwKFFnP2uuAxpzYBPU_O2KPKQAWrtsbaT01o-GtOz7wFyVfY1oHHedQwblmjWMAAxh9jY-Uldfr/s1600/IMG_0259.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKz2ecCTtsuNJTvh9BlfUHikt-yQtIB5b1SEYjTgZ-uKC1WlySwx9yB40un5WqqUbc5cwKFFnP2uuAxpzYBPU_O2KPKQAWrtsbaT01o-GtOz7wFyVfY1oHHedQwblmjWMAAxh9jY-Uldfr/s320/IMG_0259.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680484760442309922" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgw6IqolIgi4l0N0rmcdWUD3o1NyNHA9x_DH3qfLddXmPwRrzw0fnYS_m93cfyLsx83fUNMSeiSWbHGUrmntchHI-nHHam0keLU3lkDJYNKLuRwgn-CG_Pd1gA7wlZnkv3JQZuFai7P7nb/s1600/IMG_0247.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgw6IqolIgi4l0N0rmcdWUD3o1NyNHA9x_DH3qfLddXmPwRrzw0fnYS_m93cfyLsx83fUNMSeiSWbHGUrmntchHI-nHHam0keLU3lkDJYNKLuRwgn-CG_Pd1gA7wlZnkv3JQZuFai7P7nb/s320/IMG_0247.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680484751834882018" /></a><br />July was the last time I posted. Really?? Yes. Really. A lot has happened in that time...so here we go!<div><br /></div><div>Aiden. talks nonstop. Never stops talking and learns to say something new every single day. It's funny I enjoyed quiet so much, and I think God allowed me the quiet for the first 30 years because he knew after that it wouldn't be quiet again. Aiden's favorite sayings </div><div>What made that noise?</div><div>That's Daddy's truck.</div><div>Hi Momma Hi Daddy</div><div>Where did it go?</div><div>I want chocolate milk</div><div>I want Mickey</div><div>Hear the choo choo train?</div><div>Hear the airplane?</div><div>He talks and he talks and he talks and he will repeat whatever he is saying until he gets a response from someone. He loves to play and still screams when he thinks someone is trying to take something of his. He is getting more frustrated when Max won't leave him alone, and of course Max loves to aggravate him. </div><div>Speaking of Maxwell. He loves to pick and can't really take as good as he gives. He screams louder than the others combined. He loves loves loves his animals. He will sit and wait for the cat and ask over and over to see her, but we can't torture the cat to keep Max quiet so we have to set limitations for how many times he can see the cat. He loves her and will sit with his arm around her, but the other three are less gentle at times and will come up and pet too hard or lay on her. Good grief I can almost hear her say "I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS!" when one lands on her. Maxwell lets the dogs into the living room and will run happily around from dog to dog just petting them. Foxy isn't so big on toddlers and Ace is ok for a while then he's ready for peace. Sunny would sit and be trampled forever if he could. We watch them all carefully so we know when they have had enough love from the littles. Max could eat his weight at every meal, and really tries. He loves water, and would much rather drink that than milk. We make sure he is getting enough milk and then he gets water. Aiden on the other hand will refuse water and only ask for milk. </div><div>Alexis is still speaking quadanese and it's hard to understand a lot of what she says, but with a little bit of patience and a lot of repeating we figure out what she is saying. Sometimes I get it on the first go, and sometimes I get it on the 50th. She is still the tallest and very much the momma. She is very sensitive and hard headed at the same time. She is the giggle machine, and the just have fun with life type of girl. She jumps and dances and sings. it is refreshing to have a least one morning child when the others are screaming because you are daring to wake them. She loves purses and playing with baby dolls. She also will repeat a lot of what you say, but of course she puts it into her language. She is also very hard headed and often says "NO I DO IT!" so you can imagine. Bossy pants. </div><div>Carolyn is still the smallest with the biggest attitude. She eats more than everyone else too. It's like where do you put all of the food you're eating? In her hair I guess. She is very bossy and very much full of attitude but gives the biggest hugs. She also enjoys aggravating her siblings which can be very frustrating to Maxwell. LOL I'm seriously starting to think she is color blind because while everyone else knows most or all of their colors she still doesn't. She can count and say half her abcs with help she can say all of them, but colors are hard. They can all pick out letters and numbers, and shapes. </div><div><br /></div><div>Being consistent is so hard, but in the long run I know it is what is going to save our sanity. So I'm trying. With discipline and with just everything. I know when we finally tackle potty training it will be very hard if we aren't consistent. It's a day by day process. Child by child because everything doesn't work the same for all and they definitely do not all respond the same way. So it's a learning process. A very long and tiring process that I wouldn't trade for anything in the world.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-8009708918800450392011-07-29T13:11:00.004-04:002011-07-29T13:24:34.122-04:00Hat Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu_KRPVflm1NN7yf6NTEnWhKlFbNWPwNiKHo40LoHxZKONZNb-9CdPKkA50LY3NehNrekgN8pyLz4UqSgzpEC7mbgoqDOYaKMID_POOknd1j6EdfHXCyk9hikgCg-l-_QAkl0jt_Kna5g2/s1600/IMG_1149.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu_KRPVflm1NN7yf6NTEnWhKlFbNWPwNiKHo40LoHxZKONZNb-9CdPKkA50LY3NehNrekgN8pyLz4UqSgzpEC7mbgoqDOYaKMID_POOknd1j6EdfHXCyk9hikgCg-l-_QAkl0jt_Kna5g2/s320/IMG_1149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634825288772730770" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAGqvGWR6TAbLITD1icggERdUoSFmNrtwbOALEBNmPxciN-eidpFq0G9-e9xSDOKFdPuhIngH_ArbhtD5QHexyaBM3Wf5yIr8JJS12wSYmrVo0F5DfrUPwaXlP61AuAJldnCx2tB1B2UaU/s1600/IMG_1152.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAGqvGWR6TAbLITD1icggERdUoSFmNrtwbOALEBNmPxciN-eidpFq0G9-e9xSDOKFdPuhIngH_ArbhtD5QHexyaBM3Wf5yIr8JJS12wSYmrVo0F5DfrUPwaXlP61AuAJldnCx2tB1B2UaU/s320/IMG_1152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634825282162908386" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEituw8oT3fsjz9RbWNDXbpDxoFFyatthanSdRU15jIozHiRReqvu9M9Qjl5G1EQRXjYHOaGglWzpNjFZeX0-tSzJbdSfj-c0XKzG7Wqg2Hfq4bKzGEGVxC16kY_5qH4OhIWZ0ac4Aa4eMwv/s1600/IMG_1156.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEituw8oT3fsjz9RbWNDXbpDxoFFyatthanSdRU15jIozHiRReqvu9M9Qjl5G1EQRXjYHOaGglWzpNjFZeX0-tSzJbdSfj-c0XKzG7Wqg2Hfq4bKzGEGVxC16kY_5qH4OhIWZ0ac4Aa4eMwv/s320/IMG_1156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634825228162202434" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl4qvvSiRcvMZxtPY9Ew2fdNgtNZF-4iBiLBOyewR_ubf9jKS_TVa0Ar5njrAoqli8TKlT1a86wQN0P3kFLlBUzFcXWCwtQOfnytyZX27BTwUzd7_tXRhBDnFrqJ3es684tcuLL0NZwhu-/s1600/IMG_1166.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl4qvvSiRcvMZxtPY9Ew2fdNgtNZF-4iBiLBOyewR_ubf9jKS_TVa0Ar5njrAoqli8TKlT1a86wQN0P3kFLlBUzFcXWCwtQOfnytyZX27BTwUzd7_tXRhBDnFrqJ3es684tcuLL0NZwhu-/s320/IMG_1166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634825219203116818" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMnMOdP1XUvJ_nofcoYHodhelWRtCPo58IHtwzwxbXyVqoGEUbtAac5WJsG8qF1KA3-gPOEG4qw12nSndPva9T-XrQVvKDJ-1lyETTYWTWV959z8Eed8O-dVsHBjGyytsMq2NNV-gRPzn7/s1600/IMG_1146.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMnMOdP1XUvJ_nofcoYHodhelWRtCPo58IHtwzwxbXyVqoGEUbtAac5WJsG8qF1KA3-gPOEG4qw12nSndPva9T-XrQVvKDJ-1lyETTYWTWV959z8Eed8O-dVsHBjGyytsMq2NNV-gRPzn7/s320/IMG_1146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634825212419218738" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFaCigrMc67SpWaZW_NuGL4ZK1BtEtNLyGlQee9VjPBUqHMGyrLdo1wDdkD25yo_odK6UKRADowIEKxly00py5ZFvk_1BnjA6qwyKw2tQJ3TfZXla2RjKwrYtJFSRxSN4I6Cw03YxF1V20/s1600/IMG_1143.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFaCigrMc67SpWaZW_NuGL4ZK1BtEtNLyGlQee9VjPBUqHMGyrLdo1wDdkD25yo_odK6UKRADowIEKxly00py5ZFvk_1BnjA6qwyKw2tQJ3TfZXla2RjKwrYtJFSRxSN4I6Cw03YxF1V20/s320/IMG_1143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634823531028642034" /></a>Today I brought down some hats for the kiddos to play with, and above are the pictures we were able to get. They are feeling so much better! I really feel like keeping them out of daycare until Monday was the right decision. They aren't coughing much if at all, and they are back to their "normal" selves.Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-24138953523135243372011-07-25T21:40:00.002-04:002011-07-25T22:17:30.148-04:00UpdatesRSV the dreaded snot monster has attacked our house. It started with Alexis and Max and progressed to Carolyn and Aiden. They first treated them as possible pneumonia, but when we took all four in they did the swab test and they tested positive. They have been getting breathing treatments, and have all really done well with them. Maxwell doesn't tolerate it as well, but Aiden is the pro because of his asthma. Everyone is improving so much, and I am so very thankful for that. They still aren't attending daycare yet because of their weakened immune system. A big thank you to Andy's mom because when she heard all four were sick she called and asked if I wanted help. Andy was out of the country so when she offered I said "YES PLEASE!". So thank you thank you thank you for saving me!<br /><br />Aiden<br />Aiden fell not too long ago and hurt his ankle. We were worried enough to keep taking him to the doctor for xrays, but nothing showed. He is walking back to normal so we're no longer watching him closely. He hurt his ankle by falling on it getting out of the bounce house. Aiden is talking and repeating everything we say really clear now. It's crazy how much he says. He still loves the balls, and Pooh bear. He loves Donald duck too, and all of the other MMCH characters. He and Max sometimes fight over the Mickey, but he always screams for Donald. Aiden loves throwing things and either saying "uh oh" or "where is". He is doing awesome at his colors, and knows pretty much all of the little bird cutouts I laminated for colors. He calls Carolyn - Carrie Max - Max Alexis - A-Lex. He's very cute with the way he talks, and always ready to laugh.<br /><br />Maxwell<br />Max. Max. Max. I am trying very hard to figure out what to do with him. He screams bloody murder at home and slaps, claws, hits, and pushes everyone around him when he is mad. We're trying to figure out how to get him to be less of a monster and more of the sweet boy he usually is. He loves loves loves to color, and not just on paper. He loves to color on the choo choo wagon, toy box, baby gates, WALLS, and sometimes even the floor. I don't know how he finds crayons but seriously thank goodness crayola is so easy to get off everything. Max is still the Mickey Mouse crazy. He loves anything and everything Mickey Mouse, and if it is in the house he considers it his. He is one of the best eaters we have, and weighs the most. He is very funny and sweet when he wants to be. He makes silly faces, and constantly picks on the others. Sometimes it's just him wanting to hug them, but other times he is pulling on their clothes and laughing because they are screaming. Maxwell started speech therapy around April/May, and graduated out of the program this week because he already achieved all of his goals.<br /><br />Alexis<br />Alexis is the momma. She tells everyone "NO NO!" if they do something she knows they shouldn't. She gets a very serious face when she scolds too. It is really funny to watch. She loves pushing the boundaries too. If she shouldn't do it she will try to see if she can get away with it. Bouncing on the couch? Yes. Standing on the coloring table? Yes. Sitting on the back of the chair instead of the seat? Yes. Standing on the couch/couch arm? Yes. I could go on and on, but I won't. She loves to giggle and I love to listen to her, and is a very sensitive little girl. If you tell her not to do something in a stern voice she will usually cry because it hurt her feelings. Cattie is still her best friend, but she loves her "baby" which is a Cabbage Patch doll that I had growing up. She is currently the worst eater, and tests the cheek capacity by shoving as much of something in her mouth that she can. <br /><br />Carolyn.<br />C-Biscuit is still the diva. She aggravates everyone, and then screams when they retaliate. She is very loving and enjoys sharing even though she will always say no when you ask her to share. She is still the smallest and the sassiest. She started speech therapy the same time as Max and has also graduated this week from the program. So thankful for their achievements! She is our slowest eater, and often hoards all the food she can. She adopted my favorite and first cabbage patch doll last month. It's her baby and she loves to hug her, but can often be seen carrying her by the pigtails. Everything is red to Carolyn, but she does know the color names so that is good with me. She still loves her books, and sitting in a lap while watching TV. One night while Andy was gone she took some miniature marshmallows and tried to put them in her ears like the foam hearing protectors like Andy wears. Crazy girl.<br /><br />I can't believe in less than a month they will be 2! Where does the time go? Picture post coming soon!Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-32030615302686769582011-06-26T22:21:00.001-04:002011-06-26T22:23:01.840-04:00UpdateAiden thinks spitting milk is hobby.<br /><br />Maxwell loves to give hugs and kisses.<br /><br />Alexis climbed out of her crib.<br /><br />Carolyn is still screaming.<br /><br />HAHA :) That's not all, but I'll update more soon. I PROMISE!Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-31398472673912711612011-05-08T21:06:00.001-04:002011-05-08T21:06:31.080-04:00May Update<p>Aiden is now saying tons of words, but his current favorite is “no”. Aiden do you want to go night night? No. Aiden do you need a diaper change? No. Aiden do you stink? No. Aiden are you ready to get up? No. Aiden come here so I can change your diaper. No. Aiden…. No. This is our constant conversation with Aiden. We’re working on not telling Momma and Daddy no, but so far that isn’t doing much good. Just be consistent is what I tell myself. Now that it’s HOT outside we’re able to enjoy the play area outside more and Aiden enjoys going down the slide and playing in the house we have. He really like pointing out birds, and ducks when we go on choo choo rides too! He was recently evaluated for speech therapy and it was decided that he does not qualify since he is speaking so much. His favorite characters are still Tigger and Pooh, but he’s having a lot of fun learning what things are. Aiden is still throwing fits and screaming when something doesn’t go his way. He also freaks out when someone comes near him and he thinks they’re trying to steal something. He does ok with the spoon and fork, but we haven’t mastered it yet. We’re just going with the flow, and not stressing out since sippy cups stressed me out so much I’ve learned to just let them go at their own pace. hopefully before college they’ll get it. Aiden has developed a love for Cattie which is causing some problems because we all know who goes into full meltdown mode if Cattie isn’t around.</p> <p> </p> <p>Max is still the mischievous one, and not only is he the one that looks like he should always be in trouble he has started aggravating everyone. He sits on top of Alexis, steals her paci, steals her Cattie, and laughs while she screams. He steals whatever Carolyn has and giggles as he runs away. He does the same to Aiden, but has to work harder to get whatever Aiden has because Aiden holds on to everything so tightly. Max did qualify for speech therapy since he doesn’t vocalize much. He understands what you want from him fairly quickly so the therapist thinks it should be easy to get him speaking. We think it is more his personality because he is the shyest and most quiet. I think he just doesn’t want to talk, and being a quiet person myself I can understand that. He’s still a momma’s boy, but is doing much better with Andy. He now runs to him to play a lot. Max is always cracking himself up about something, and usually when he is upset it isn’t for long. The biggest challenges we have with him are his aggravating everyone, and that he lashes out at the others when he his mad or getting in trouble. We’re working on those areas the strongest. He is very sweet though and when he isn’t up to mischief he will get everyone their cup or favorite toy to help calm the individual down. </p> <p> </p> <p>Alexis is still the little momma hen. She enjoys telling the others to “shh” and getting on them when they do something they aren’t supposed to. Usually it’s just a “NO NO NO” from her when they are messing with her cattie. Aiden will get her cattie and she will scream because there are two catties but she knows exactly which is the first and original cattie. She does NOT share the original Cattie, but is happy to have Aiden take the dupe. She did not qualify for speech since she is talking more than Carolyn, but less than Aiden. She “talks” a lot so her vocalization isn’t a problem. She copies what we say very well too, and we’ve been working lately on what the different animals do. Her current favorites are the cow and crocodile. She does not like the water much, but loves going down the slides outside. She is still a very big cuddle bug, and loves for someone to read to her while she sits in their lap. Everyone’s favorite book is currently <u>The Wheels On The Bus.</u> She also loves to dance to the Mickey Mouse club house song Hot Dog.</p> <p> </p> <p>Carolyn is fearless now that her tubes are in. She hasn’t lost the wild streak that she developed since they went in. I was hoping it was a phase, but so far she is still standing up and climbing on everything she can so she can say “TADA!”. She is saying more words, but qualifies for speech therapy since she doesn’t really vocalize as well as Aiden and Alexis. She is probably more delayed just because she had so many ear infections and was constantly hearing muffled talking instead of clear voices. She is doing really well and has been gaining weight and really growing these past few months. She is still the smallest, but that is OK! She loves giving hugs, and will throw her arms wide to run to you for a hug. She is working on saying cheese when I take her picture, but she ends up scrunching her entire face up so it’s less of a smile and more of a crazy look. <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc-E3-XSQI/AAAAAAAABds/SV8I21Cpd8w/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800"> It is still adorable though so I usually end up laughing instead of taking her picture. She is doing really well with saying Hi and bye and waving when she says it. I’ve noticed Carolyn really loves wearing dresses and will just seem more excited when she is getting dressed. </p> <p> </p> <p>Last month I had surgery to repair my abs and remove the excess skin. It was technically a tummy tuck, but the doctor called it something else. I can’t remember what he called it. That was a very hard recovery and I’m 5 weeks out from the surgery feeling much better, but still in pain from doing things I shouldn’t. Like pick up babies. Andy’s mom came to help us while I was on leave and it was such a relief knowing someone was here to help. Words cannot express how thankful I am to her for always being here when we need her and being a shoulder to lean on. Thank you and we love you!!!</p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-33875242360411690292011-05-08T20:26:00.001-04:002011-05-08T20:26:10.192-04:00Fun outside (a picture post)<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAWl7twaduzdCQzFf5urm_29SlIObmsWWnTnSLK2R19YYDZJQ4mls_iL1QJYIFLdkqQPYmELuvXxAlsGKzKpjK_n-vkPcc0BGOa8VJtpfl2ohFpflZxTfOQEu-mb24GnBfiQU2vM7EM84i/s1600-h/016%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="016" border="0" alt="016" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0Zcsqk9I/AAAAAAAABco/eujQ4Mo1sYU/016_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0b7yj-tI/AAAAAAAABcs/p2QGT9A9hWY/s1600-h/032%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="032" border="0" alt="032" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0d_UfIeI/AAAAAAAABcw/vIBxdkgb7gc/032_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0fV1OWzI/AAAAAAAABc0/7QUvbv1JSfk/s1600-h/015%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="015" border="0" alt="015" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0gC2FQNI/AAAAAAAABc4/MFQCPn78QnE/015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>*Aiden wouldn’t sit still long enough for a picture!</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0hC90RHI/AAAAAAAABc8/hWZdFDBoovU/s1600-h/027%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="027" border="0" alt="027" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0hg0r1KI/AAAAAAAABdA/aJ6-Y89GjJI/027_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0icTuEWI/AAAAAAAABdE/LJwVndeKuxE/s1600-h/046%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="046" border="0" alt="046" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0i6ugYFI/AAAAAAAABdI/rsWXt3q6-Dk/046_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a></p> <p>CHEESE!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0j9YTYmI/AAAAAAAABdM/FLg_924dMds/s1600-h/041%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="041" border="0" alt="041" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0kUq7SvI/AAAAAAAABdQ/CbjODmNSo5k/041_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a></p> <p>Carolyn flying high.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0lSPcwPI/AAAAAAAABdU/uKKRo_pSbRs/s1600-h/042%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="042" border="0" alt="042" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0lnAItfI/AAAAAAAABdY/hktgmsLUc4o/042_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a></p> <p>Aiden flying high.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0mi4pQzI/AAAAAAAABdc/PsfmBbMCMHE/s1600-h/044%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="044" border="0" alt="044" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0m2dbWkI/AAAAAAAABdg/Iph8hpWcWjs/044_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a></p> <p>Alexis and Cattie take flight.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0oG42UqI/AAAAAAAABdk/LNGAV7lLtNI/s1600-h/022%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="022" border="0" alt="022" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Tcc0oUpy6sI/AAAAAAAABdo/USoLtieV5no/022_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a></p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-84871557979998088362011-05-08T20:19:00.001-04:002011-05-08T20:19:56.270-04:00Opening up about PPD<p>The first time when I knew I was pregnant I was so happy. It had taken many years for me to finally conceive so when the positive was up on the test I wanted to jump for joy. I wanted the very best for my little one, and I wanted to be the best mother I could possibly be. I wanted to be perfect. I wanted a brand new nursery with everything just perfect and new. Then I learned I wasn’t going to be your typical first time pregnancy, and reality took over and I put away the dreams of a brand new nursery. I still wanted to be perfect though. When I delivered 8 weeks early I was so happy to finally be able to breathe, but scared for my little ones fighting up in the NNICU. I remember being ready to leave the hospital after 4 weeks there, and as soon as I was in the car I knew I wanted to stay. Not because the food was great, not because I enjoyed taking cold showers, and not because I could lay in a super sweet hospital bed while everyone asked me the last time I went to the bathroom. I wanted to stay because my tiny babies were there, and the farther we drove the more my heart broke. I went every day possible and we stayed for hours on end, and just enjoyed the time I had with them. My experience with the NNICU was scary, but probably not as scary as someone that hadn’t prepared for it. I kept moving forward one day at a time, and then all of our babies were home. First Max and Alexis came home, and then Carolyn. Carolyn had to go back to the hospital for another week, but she came home with Aiden that next weekend. From that moment on it’s been go go go, and when I look back I tried to be perfect. I tried my best to be the best I could, and then about two months ago that I will never be perfect no matter how much I try. Why did it take me so long? Why was I so ashamed to open up to someone and get help? Because I had postpartum depression and I had no idea. There was one time when the first intrusive thought came to mind. I was making bottles and I thought about putting bleach in their bottles. Not normal. In any way. Not ok. It scared me so bad I shook, and I was terrified that something was seriously wrong with me. Yet, I didn’t tell anyone I just hid the fear. I was irritable, I was tired, I didn’t want to do anything except sleep once the babies went to bed. I thought it would all pass. It didn’t. While the bleach thought was the only one I had like that I was constantly scared something would happen to the babies. I was scared something would happen to me on my way to or from work and who would pick up the babies? Some days I wished I could just leave the babies at daycare so I could sleep. Then I started counseling and the lady said I think you have postpartum depression. I didn’t want her to be right, and as a matter of fact I thought “uh ok”. I didn’t think I did. I thought I was happy when I was with my babies, and PPD is being sad. It isn’t just about being sad, and that’s something that I never knew. I wish someone had spoken to me early on that there is also postpartum anxiety. I wish I had spoken up about having strange thoughts so I could have gotten help a lot sooner. I’m currently being treated for PPD, and I feel better than I’ve felt in a really long time. I’m starting to want to do things again besides just sleep. There are ups and downs, but there are more good days than bad. I don’t have to be perfect I just have to do the best I can, and at the end of the day pray that it is enough. I love my children more than anything on this Earth, and I pray when they look back on their childhood they think I am an amazing mom. Not perfect, but just perfect for them. </p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-79075882558897992642011-04-24T19:49:00.001-04:002011-04-24T19:49:04.269-04:00Happy Easter<p>I had big hopes for Easter. I wanted to make each little a basket and hide eggs for them to hunt, but none of that happened. Let’s face the facts they are 1 year 8 months and they will not remember any egg hunting or baskets. So it really would have been for us not them, and I’m ok with not hiding eggs and making Easter baskets. At daycare they had an Easter party and came home with eggs and baskets and candy AND that weekend we hid the eggs for practice. Turns out Alexis is a star hunter while Max wanted to see just how many he could hold. Aiden and Carolyn also picked them up, but would put them back on the ground in a different spot. <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_wlLUV3lQG-_DN72RcEVXuojkPy9RaPUg34pzGJwaqXagLdKraL6whzk-mqePu1WQmpIpkdOb15zHUB1iBW7cInuguK8f7IFQ5H8QN16yhHTPY6oirBIwDw-11uwjH0_8pa6iBxLv8R-T/?imgmax=800"> Then they discovered they could open them and jelly beans were all over the ground. They ate some of them off the ground jelly beans covered in dirt and grass. Yummy!</p> <p> </p> <p>Nana sent them all really cute marshmallow frogs for Easter, and I still need to take a picture of them with them. Hopefully I remember tomorrow! </p> <p> </p> <p>Today we went to the aquarium for something different to do. The last time we went it was a huge success and everyone had a lot of fun. This time…not so much. We took them on leashes instead of in the strollers.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS2w4OCnJI/AAAAAAAABbc/niVCCbnGhb0/s1600-h/037%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="037" border="0" alt="037" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS2xHF62CI/AAAAAAAABbg/wdd465IIwZg/037_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>They aren’t use to walking with the leashes so they’d throw a fit at times because we wouldn’t let go of the tail. Then they all wanted to go in different directions. Maxwell wanted to go from animal to animal fast, and then go back to see everything slower. The rest of the group focused on each area one time which was nice if I wasn’t the one holding the camera and Max. HA! So we didn’t get many shots in the aquarium like last time. We switched kiddos from person to person because they would weave in and out of the crowd and tangle the tails. They still had fun, and we’ll go back we just have to come up with a better plan of attack and practice more with the leashes. </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS2yTlCwmI/AAAAAAAABbk/N1zGkvFWW8k/s1600-h/029%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="029" border="0" alt="029" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRag3vX-qwcSBPuK0U-kOta4ecKx0tj3G5c7iYQ9q_YzNXWcnXF3C-GnctrzFgEuTN_whoQ6nFBNvWCOl5eZRrZMFfAQoiPeFoImfkDVQbEZvjh2xEtFzQVFwpqirhQRCgwvOFFGYNxBna/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Daddy with Carolyn and Grandma with everyone else crossing the bridge.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS20p_0lQI/AAAAAAAABbs/l1H0zefDGjY/s1600-h/034%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="034" border="0" alt="034" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS201w4CyI/AAAAAAAABbw/4scQu2PUMJA/034_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Max and Carolyn</p> <p>Max fell not long after this picture and was afraid to get too close to the glass from that point on. He did better when he was standing on the floor, but anytime he was on a ledge he would get scared.</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGjumLMQW-hpFaRhs6KhTpTL7keFuMA3jHVWcBQ4NtlgShmCTWL5zdUHT6NngCwV9HQlc1tLcjs3Hg1ee4ssUVdMM5aN6x3C01xIOXBJXxzNvIAXaQ2CV5j6O_g2Pc0ogdT5gGOSG_WRjo/s1600-h/041%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="041" border="0" alt="041" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS22a3A0hI/AAAAAAAABb4/eqU--Mv3Sf0/041_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Aiden and Carolyn</p> <p>Alexis wanted to be held the entire time, and was really fussy about the leash. </p> <p>Then we went outside and took some pictures with the frog.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS22wJuXeI/AAAAAAAABb8/zFnJEkpY_uI/s1600-h/003%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="003" border="0" alt="003" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS23bHeQ_I/AAAAAAAABcA/Xow1mjaIu6M/003_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p>Max wasn’t too sure about this guy. </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS24M_pQHI/AAAAAAAABcE/cEPKXjmyq8Q/s1600-h/010%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="010" border="0" alt="010" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS24WNLabI/AAAAAAAABcI/ySyvRUDCDjA/010_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p>So I sat with him while Daddy took the pictures. </p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUH3SVE_vjemSkdPJ8gmKfumCLuzFP7PbFqdPEWu5EHWx2WFjWY-LyjbzMPtgVRWW1PI5bh_zxfEzO_VldesveOR5OiqUbcsHXC8QnXLpnLz79c8Bk2x7xT8Jz4u9BgAT8xbw0kAOk5LAu/s1600-h/013%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="013" border="0" alt="013" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS25Zc_3rI/AAAAAAAABcQ/amECni-mXhc/013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p>Then he was OK.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS26tK-GCI/AAAAAAAABcU/4TBqD0c8uhE/s1600-h/018%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="018" border="0" alt="018" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq2swJmRnyZRUhOue58p9UVtCDT37QqTqtohFnaoS3jdnZZTIIpJG9pdYOq2UoIe2ON6LT8rD2bI4aLRT0SW2jovtD-Hea8RF-jumv0W3jZzbppUUovZLCzWMTyIO59zx55WY8V5ygbZgk/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p>Then it was time for me and C-Biscuit to take a picture. Love her crazy faces!</p> <p>Andy did a great job taking the pictures!</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS27mDFsZI/AAAAAAAABcc/N_Jft7xR5z4/s1600-h/025%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="025" border="0" alt="025" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TbS27zqsa5I/AAAAAAAABcg/5fejJKksbCE/025_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p>Aiden didn’t need me to sit with him, and Alexis was not interested at all.</p> <p>Happy Easter everyone!</p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-56243914958893680252011-04-21T00:41:00.001-04:002011-04-21T00:41:57.612-04:00Twenty Months<p>Aiden is repeating more and more. His favorite two words right now? Tigger & Pooh. He says all the Pooh characters are Tigger until you say the character name and then he says “Pooh”. Very cute. He also is understanding to say “please” when he wants something. Andy was playing with them with his motorcycle helmet and Aiden threw his hands up and said “Please” to have Andy put it on his head. He loved wearing the helmet. His asthma and reflux are doing very well and he was sick a little in March, but it wasn’t too bad. Nothing like last year at this time when we were pulling our hair out trying to figure out why he was coughing. Aiden is our sweet heart that loves to give hugs. Aiden will often give hugs to everyone….even if they don’t particularly want a hug. He’s started throwing fits when something doesn’t go his way in the last few months. We just distract and keep moving. Sometimes it works sometimes it doesn’t. He still loves balls, and I don’t see that obsession ever going away. Aiden is a Daddy’s boy and loves playing with Andy.</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68m-1wBqqm1M7wX2it52pPEDTrHnGGsPI2Bzydbz5_-oNlLWZYZbVXNi_7z3bcvIv-vmAF6ZEmzfEW6v7kalAF77XkK8PwD7IH_iTXhFVQf2YdWKrMKKVuwnjatLsI4RCd92C8Oum3nx6/s1600-h/082%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="082" border="0" alt="082" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-1gtWjm7I/AAAAAAAABa8/OLRXhj9S5NM/082_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p> </p> <p>Maxwell still isn’t talking. Sometimes he’ll say a word or two, but he doesn’t talk like the others do. All kids are different so we’re not really worried, but we’re still glad that they’re going to start speech therapy soon. Max’s speech evaluation is actually this Friday, and I’m excited to see what they have to say. I know he can say words, but he just doesn’t consistently. Max is running and love loves love Mickey Mouse. We had to get him his very own Mickey last month, and he loves it. Max is still a Momma’s boy, but he is opening up to Andy more and more. Max recently moved up into the toddler room at daycare with all the big toddlers. He’s only been there for a few days, but seems to have adjusted well. Max was sick for about a week and a half last month with a virus. A whole lotta no fun, but he had a good attitude the whole time.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-1hpkJf0I/AAAAAAAABbA/BceuDA7cqfQ/s1600-h/092%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="092" border="0" alt="092" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-1iUw7AOI/AAAAAAAABbE/FqfD0r4ry1M/092_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Alexis has been in the toddler room since the first week of April. She adjusted very well being away from the others, but Max didn’t do so great adjusting to her being gone. He cried when he would see her at first, but they all gathered together during play time when the toddler and extended nursery play together. Alexis has started saying “no”, and during our recent visit to the Easter bunny she cried “No, no, no, no” when she decided she was scared of him. She’s climbing still, and running things. She still is the momma of the group, and is very helpful. She is saying more words, and is even calling for Toodles during The Mickey Mouse Club House episodes. She enjoys running down the slides we have in the backyard, or jumping down halfway and running/falling the other half. </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-1jfKuZzI/AAAAAAAABbI/NEXM_eKinEQ/s1600-h/080%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="080" border="0" alt="080" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-1jsFuG2I/AAAAAAAABbM/ofvTMLydKyY/080_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Carolyn is still doing well, but has had an ear infection since having her tubes put in. We have to go back for her follow up appointment soon. She’s still in the extended nursery with Aiden until May when they will move up to the toddler room with Max and Alexis. She is still running and climbing. She really likes picking on her siblings. The one thing she has to have at night is her Pink Seahorse that lights up and plays music/ocean sounds. She enjoys putting her hands in her hair when she is eating so we’re trying to break that because it’s pretty disgusting. She doesn’t seem to mind it though. She loves peek a boo and is saying a few more words. She’s been throwing fits, and has several looks that lets you know what she is screaming about. It’s either excited, annoyed, mad, or wanting something. She’s not big on jumping down the slide or off things like Alexis is due to the fact that she gets scared easily. </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-1kuXDcnI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Piken86GO58/s1600-h/069%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="069" border="0" alt="069" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-1kxpoKII/AAAAAAAABbU/jF9QRfxx2TU/069_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-3110337417336556012011-04-20T21:11:00.001-04:002011-04-20T21:11:52.357-04:00Easter Bunny<p>Today we went to see the Easter Bunny! When we first got there the Bunny was there, but soon walked down to either go to the bathroom or switch who was in the suit. Waiting on the bunny…</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EGOPczPI/AAAAAAAABZE/ELKAQ-Li6Ag/s1600-h/002%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="002" border="0" alt="002" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EGppeJCI/AAAAAAAABZI/uZMBhKBAqcU/002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EH54AXuI/AAAAAAAABZM/vK5xAJtOGZ8/s1600-h/003%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="003" border="0" alt="003" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EIU1MDkI/AAAAAAAABZQ/aQOuKh0R2Jc/003_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Carolyn sat there for about three seconds and then decided that was more than enough time with him. Alexis decided after about two minutes she wasn’t interested. Max wasn’t sure, but sat there long enough for the pictures. Aiden did not care where he was sitting. I am not 100% sure he ever turned around and saw the bunny. LOL </p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMXfwwMhH7bSGjnWh1yTYgp5DfO7fzOsk-oj3WBz07YddU6jBOWWeoNlcOBULryHIstyWhK79J3i-n5I6BlUZoN7U0CF2UlMHFy0VIAz9abFtgRsoSteRB7fcII7JelgAnKUi5KX06Tmux/s1600-h/MyPicture%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="MyPicture" border="0" alt="MyPicture" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EJ_T8jjI/AAAAAAAABZY/lVmEqDo9III/MyPicture_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="175" height="244"></a></p> <p>This is what we got. I’d say since no one is screaming we did pretty good! Grandma held Alexis and I held Carolyn while the bunny held Max and Aiden. Alexis held Cattie, Aiden held Pooh, Max held Mickey, and Carolyn held me. LOL Grandma tried to get me to sit like she was sitting, but since I wasn’t supposed to be holding Carolyn anyway I didn’t feel comfortable sitting on the floor. I wish I had because it would have been so cute to have them all perfectly sitting. haha! oh well. It is what it is. Andy tried to get behind and play peek a boo but I think he was too far back for them to think he was funny. Let’s not forget that big smelly bunny that was touching them. </p> <p> </p> <p>After we got home I tried to get them on the couch all smiling.</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBxAPBLFo6_kLg536-De5n0K8qj4gCpUhjx_bpJk1Pdma2FqhvDLEu_fhle94RQBqGpEN17rLcQRp5QRTd84Zm5GnDrbdwc3-ScMyxlVC-O6xFmGlSk_YwnpFcxxvHJSWosl57vXJZDr1O/s1600-h/013%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="013" border="0" alt="013" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAC3VxihyphenhyphenYcqqcoQQiMnPMgCn6qKF5t-zjZnMbFjXi0iZTlyQo-KjC0eHXUmrkp1s7tRRvoxzTZknSDxnvRt8NLWh-Tilgid-7875WrBdEsja3dNh-p7NYVCU0FXRf2oSrzfs5D9PZ3Qlt/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="146"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpr2H6V_gXQlThI3ECixJKW7XuALmq-9yV6Vzj9_VzGF-EHIZN1UXemW5M-j_0SeUEyA_YJLPl30rhAXxz_IBeYBBWg6IO3ta8sVuRV9kjBqjGxTGg34_xTBUbbvIwzkMp2O5gAF5HTjjN/s1600-h/014%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="014" border="0" alt="014" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAYdbIPFdnPPwKujQj8TEQR4tQl7Wk_qFrXLuedCwhDRi2c0alcLCU93cHS5GK2LZYozhqgdvS-bziinhynQoIdVnXOWYhyphenhyphenStJ-ZUE5ekrfUIuRZ-6pMBSpRkunoIqo6En8nkfAyigHpS0/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="155"></a></p> <p>They weren’t really interested in that either, but they did want to play.</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdkaFef1ZR6tVmMK8qjOZpe4Cx9U1j1kxRhJGPPi0aUFnUoyT-_z2ZQKp7ktHYeekhdh3TrZaUima2NqvudsVgUEi-_8ATC9kstSuEj7E5th0pcb_Jc5IFeyn0U1UgYtffkYjo5KxkMNNR/s1600-h/015%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="015" border="0" alt="015" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-ENwea8hI/AAAAAAAABZ0/eR2ICs2RvEM/015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="142"></a></p> <p>Playing with Daddy</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EOsjeiHI/AAAAAAAABZ4/Vfzw2FhbHjM/s1600-h/023%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="023" border="0" alt="023" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EO6ewnrI/AAAAAAAABZ8/w9IWrTaX0U0/023_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="157"></a></p> <p>Silly sisters</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EPw6M7CI/AAAAAAAABaA/epgNxMQSGHY/s1600-h/027%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="027" border="0" alt="027" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EQBp1FII/AAAAAAAABaE/Hpia8cSkVqQ/027_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>probably my favorite picture from the day. Carolyn is a HOT mess.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EQ14fqFI/AAAAAAAABaI/ulOs4ZI_L9s/s1600-h/031%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="031" border="0" alt="031" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigV2cycF1IAugJT6wi3fhRIu5EauHVyLwNQWguDev0mGaQgLF_KKMIQnbyuh4yvhfgXva5STlqeaWY5ajYc3IDWqaFzPaVGUh8ErmiDfmyh44COeIKG0MhsetuvD3b5TeN9j3a58amWwoq/?imgmax=800" width="206" height="244"></a></p> <p>Fun time with Max and Momma</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-ESCLu3qI/AAAAAAAABaQ/0mLu-V21lAU/s1600-h/039%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="039" border="0" alt="039" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-ESXu-gVI/AAAAAAAABaU/kMpOkGW189w/039_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="173"></a></p> <p>Carolyn showing her sweet side.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-ESyc0RPI/AAAAAAAABac/fAHyia08ris/s1600-h/042%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="042" border="0" alt="042" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-ETTdxy8I/AAAAAAAABag/9e7sVFGuaJw/042_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="219" height="244"></a></p> <p>A happy Maxwell is the BEST.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EUOkdcII/AAAAAAAABak/f2_dcb87zr0/s1600-h/059%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="059" border="0" alt="059" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EUWVbRnI/AAAAAAAABao/7pp6SvlEmjM/059_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="225" height="244"></a></p> <p>Aiden is CRAZY <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EUqj8b9I/AAAAAAAABas/T860jzB7ihw/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800"></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EVm5Cd2I/AAAAAAAABaw/33de5X4qbJs/s1600-h/062%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="062" border="0" alt="062" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/Ta-EV2MEmXI/AAAAAAAABa0/Mg831wbn20M/062_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="207" height="244"></a></p> <p> <p>Alexis the wild child.</p></p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-9628422312325448742011-03-20T20:56:00.001-04:002011-03-20T20:56:02.740-04:00Carolyn’s PE tubes<p>Due to having 4 ear infections in 3.5-4 months they decided to send her to ENT. The ENT said to wait until March to see if her fluid cleared up. When we went two weeks ago her ears were still full of fluid with no movement. SO basically she was hearing everything muffled and had constant fluid. He said we could wait, but he didn’t think we would see any change in her ears. So we scheduled the surgery for PE tubes that next Thursday. On St. Patrick’s Day I took Carolyn in to the surgery center in her frog pj’s at 0730 and around 8 she went back for her tubes. I could hear her screaming in recovery down the hall when she was starting to wake up. Not because she was in pain, but because she was out of it and didn’t know what was going on. She was screaming until I got her home and fed her. She ate and then sat in the swing to watch cartoons, and within 15 minutes she had fallen asleep and was snoring happily. She woke up a totally different Carolyn. She has been in a good mood 95% of the time since she woke up. That’s 3 days of good moods. CRAZY! She is doing awesome, and we go back in 4 weeks to make sure everything is going well with the tubes. </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYaiFP8-I2I/AAAAAAAABYc/Qa4tRWQd854/s1600-h/IMG_0140%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0140" border="0" alt="IMG_0140" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTn5qkXdX0rPctrMDJZRttCKAhjT8IxunvhtVDvPJR7TtdDwOITr3CYdGiU_G7U-2UijkLwU-V_ME41g85VZT9iyeGY_0OWF5yzc9Ko-LA4kw72dXnYZgK9JTbk7RVHkOB_kf93ZFyOXpG/?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYaiG7sXI0I/AAAAAAAABYk/lFV9A46_e2E/s1600-h/002%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="002" border="0" alt="002" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga_66un6B-u4t0Oxs7BgAqrP6NfW1nhNkF_yucIRnfD9z-0-4MeyupKDDtQQ5aNyJIC7A2rHXCWJLj6lkpGjT177BYAj8NXkNy9eaDGcP7Sv1gZjUDfi_X9CFAuwv6w4pDPi0t1b6dlq2m/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYaiIF5z9YI/AAAAAAAABYs/JeAU0jmWodY/s1600-h/IMG_0114%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0114" border="0" alt="IMG_0114" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYaiIS_PNRI/AAAAAAAABYw/n1I_0suE1E0/IMG_0114_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a></p> <p>YAY for a Happy pain free Carolyn!!!</p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-88441956303187647702011-03-20T20:45:00.001-04:002011-03-20T20:45:08.878-04:00A fun day!<p>We finally decided to go out into the public and start seeing things around Charleston. One of our favorite places is the aquarium…it’s not big, but it’s nice. SO we fed the crew and stashed them all into the van with two double strollers and away we went. People stared, but they were really nice. Most people just watched the madness. I was only asked a question and that was their age. Pretty awesome. So we had a lot of fun, and the kiddos loved it. Max was scared sitting right up against the fish tanks until the end where the sharks were. Then he was fine. Crazy kid. I think it’s mostly because they weren’t really swimming at you at that spot. Aiden did not want to stay in the stroller, and neither did Carolyn. Max and Alexis were ok in the stroller, but wanted out as well for some of the areas. </p> <p> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafEUpo9zI/AAAAAAAABVQ/uw46DErka_w/s1600-h/027%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="027" border="0" alt="027" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafE_f0ctI/AAAAAAAABVU/C7qxDXkQ5Iw/027_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>At the entrance</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC0EhZynw9kZiKk9UdRIeoiwudU6e-JhhdzVhs3mbMPzgnCLCQWbQfJ8Dkzu7ap7haJG2_hm81K_XNXti2p8sinvaR0jfL4UiyYKsVRUDFyWGel7UMxWMcUofrVORpYLy8Wo82-C9EYBqx/s1600-h/031%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="031" border="0" alt="031" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafGt5aSfI/AAAAAAAABVc/Z7fiiSY6MAw/031_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Checking out the fish. Aiden pointing saying fish was cute. He was the most excited of everyone.</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkBSJz8hMHhcybT9UYxSiXTUr2A0HCxhvAgjNAAaQjUK_YFW2ZfTZtjuyHT0lfx5r_z0vHIM76m8EwirMT22HOe3IX9DoNefwev4k9JboclaLDb9jMSuJxOaWcrSCPKc56705L1eN228QN/s1600-h/033%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="033" border="0" alt="033" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafH8dTaVI/AAAAAAAABVk/OuN_3A7Q_Ug/033_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Carolyn Checking out the fish.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafI8hYjYI/AAAAAAAABVo/-7tLGlgBSoc/s1600-h/035%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="035" border="0" alt="035" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWDs_4Y4-LpzAmrdxCPN_07G-M2jm6utYj64KY33aucO33nsJb0gAJuj2yUWg_FOp6aCaZNve3i9a9F6TrUFk-NDScQSG2PWh8iytlTFlRf6LNb0oqCxsWg2JVbF1g7-gOqh8Hw0i-v8I9/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafKDo9IFI/AAAAAAAABVw/qU1yW-j6fGk/s1600-h/047%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="047" border="0" alt="047" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ8IT6lmCivY7E70FxXRftOX5bJyhrPc77Y68kpOOU9dHIxv8jzxXkaLfj1OAtDEH3aiLRJRxYi5nIgg63o3ps-x7ikXdDJSpJpRVzeDKZXuascan-yrNXjLWZsh3bot4LDLDFhaY5VSm-/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Aiden loving the view</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafLjZyQPI/AAAAAAAABV4/2ttITur55yM/s1600-h/048%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="048" border="0" alt="048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg45MjJSwxXiymtrOq25jqmiuponLfmF0R6oN136b8AboZP_5L0zo6cNx-O7zsduCSNzYJHEkjukMu09j8zENrDc1wv3XlDr0dHqrZ8kExtBATM27tVHkcdfV0AG6wg0VF184tW4omcDEvL/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>A very happy Carolyn</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKt9rHhGeWVghKz0h3vaU6xe152a4AgN-q2uT8WWjkTkN-Qi8D1yd3Ny5np9PSF3TBZAhn71dhfT8Uyg_r4XO7Ur1Xyn0jB6rP9YZz_AfGcInVu-fmpS3BOfdZXpqrcob1-eKRP0PlcnSx/s1600-h/050%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="050" border="0" alt="050" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafNce_lSI/AAAAAAAABWE/FRH1-1Us0Sk/050_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Max had his face smushed up against the glass and got freaked out pretty fast.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafOPGNjdI/AAAAAAAABWI/9zqU9xz8pag/s1600-h/052%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="052" border="0" alt="052" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6posbBExYqOHlMCFNDQtuGpmONBbbYwUP2gElffHdnuPlScXsR5jON_cc6k8fT_4xvjzelOljsevBl9x3TszWgv-JqabMyXUTr-Vv8hhf8HLUK9nKOXcIlIo6Brl9yZYIGB5vDElaMbXc/?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a></p> <p>Alexis enjoying some fish</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafPM6L5CI/AAAAAAAABWQ/C_yYGS727bs/s1600-h/053%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="053" border="0" alt="053" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafPYj1hJI/AAAAAAAABWU/nbY97dTUpb0/053_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafQeLLUnI/AAAAAAAABWY/K2wtwuNEtB4/s1600-h/054%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="054" border="0" alt="054" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafQ4AhuDI/AAAAAAAABWc/hrnttt10v4o/054_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl3kDDGk8y-bk-II4lF4a3cqC8dWVzX4Y6BFLeg2_pDBHdvtsI2tTx_V8oiYJWO9fD6IkuNfY0uuUi3ZH6OIIaiaf_RvuIcbCxwgMypvuE8rvvXu9VhUU-YgWpcVpDazIINL-uddveqbt8/s1600-h/055%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="055" border="0" alt="055" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafSAEY5zI/AAAAAAAABWk/I1Gr5rxUzEA/055_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5mCFn2v96WsJLDQDoJXV4DV3fYncNXPEiEbCikQQMT9lc3RA1yMErFZyqtbISEpYfEFnKAKtuQfKhdFjVhHY3RZBD0CcBPZfNS5_GSCUAPeGZHy-pWFZjaBptUTXkhNBqkCF37akrng_/s1600-h/056%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="056" border="0" alt="056" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafTQ5vTNI/AAAAAAAABWs/PQ3j-okBxtY/056_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafUQu_F-I/AAAAAAAABWw/kK6E62IP2vs/s1600-h/059%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="059" border="0" alt="059" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9w_oN7isR9DtmyiGlFCOV3KAudlrFikg4-Q2UTczKcwziZxww5W1hvSOLbNUu_xygW16o1hJOZASrSz9JEBkP_Wh5NSQFf_vZVOsCx6GzXXWOgZCHxW5VQPuwimtoH2vYYgOQwF0HL1Tq/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafV5LOAtI/AAAAAAAABW4/qfwszWzb8NY/s1600-h/064%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="064" border="0" alt="064" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAYs6ZKN4EQWFoE_yfbv4sr59LZeOmFTMAY3VS2TRlcHx-fM5ZXAJhHgVJBbhvZ7OKyU62tBnp-lOyUtgkWQHtnnm93Ihokk9gcis0Rx-wZ1wzEm-wV-JpzgdW3XK_foEDN6l15gI2w1po/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafXex2QzI/AAAAAAAABXA/iIiQJ1ybFUw/s1600-h/065%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="065" border="0" alt="065" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafXqN8UHI/AAAAAAAABXE/gpOflPWbRDs/065_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Anytime there was a diver they came over to say hi. </p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEDZuYUINJo1_yL8vNDRecay_T3f9ggzqFZygHeg-cu8hQiqMAScjk3b9g013X2kURWHs5o4rZF2DrxOnuRvMwiI0FG0dSIwa7Wku9Nh5ZM5WkgxBb6byCeHEWsutAV2RrykdlZ8gGTL7c/s1600-h/066%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="066" border="0" alt="066" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafZOC7EQI/AAAAAAAABXM/gH-q6hpNhBM/066_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Alexis saying Hi! She pretty much pushed Aiden out of the way to see the diver. </p> <p>It was ok for strollers, but not really ideal. So many other people have strollers that it is kind of a pain, and not to mention finding a way not to hit someone with your stroller. So we decided to get the child leashes. SO maybe next time we can be stroller free and everyone will not fuss bc they are in the stroller. So this is after I bought the harnesses. </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafaAxanEI/AAAAAAAABXQ/KtOe2v7a4kU/s1600-h/069%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="069" border="0" alt="069" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYnlUJ_1tRuGxAZpxe0F0UPZeP10GTsUHDHZSc2pt8VuZCH6WUAJq92uQhv7YHb2_fBnq7SXKt6CY_QBbCIK3rmhBoWQXl4h7TWs1bGN2wnwNUWwbZPrvhsk_KgE5IZ3I1SGJHMNiMipve/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Alexis climbs up on to the loveseat then up on the back of the loveseat to this cut out. She is not supposed to be up there. </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafb1dXBgI/AAAAAAAABXY/Nn8XE3DsvH4/s1600-h/072%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="072" border="0" alt="072" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijRJtfDKV4-Gqwp8-sMEtQT-qymdIJwyPXbG22lWb5-uX8WJI_o8bDSHkLtdlvwi4dFlZyUbrMdqNDY8v6GgBvUAG5Mn97vFXo6qgeQ_lhcVlSW6SoB11piIQilhgWtkLTNmqrAZag4q7S/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Alexis…please stop pulling Carolyn’s tail.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafdHu5VCI/AAAAAAAABXg/0L9hAAOUPMA/s1600-h/080%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="080" border="0" alt="080" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafdcNi6DI/AAAAAAAABXk/CGmHg78hU6o/080_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBHwMZUOD9lraBvD7eL4xPmWQsDpuw3WtRmcQScSTxLrXG_QfUscvSuxloQHf5FKVQrmwf7jkV_AizkYojEijkt6vTkKDI8Tk9fh9-nBpr0NSultNTs1n4VvCw2lQOIBQ6aq0z8hNzXSdd/s1600-h/081%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="081" border="0" alt="081" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipG6Q22_MxwdQNO7FOJutau7EvxQuUtviCdjTxG3OW_lMbDw9VR43IlX_90VFIxnnvJjuaHMX3LKr_7N1g_eznJkDd3roOo8Mt-0oWBkBVqyCfatXUqZMLxa-DpVQl67MFk_940Nh7Kdot/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYaffiFP0lI/AAAAAAAABXw/Wgtvq-2J7o0/s1600-h/082%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="082" border="0" alt="082" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYaff_rcJMI/AAAAAAAABX0/aKkEc93CJFI/082_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>There aren’t that many pictures of me and the kiddos, and the ones I do have most of them I’ve taken. I got a new camera that has a flip screen so now we can all see what we’re taking a picture of. They enjoy taking pictures with Momma because now they see what we’re doing! I couldn’t get Max, but I got pretty much everyone else with me. <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYaff_HkMCI/AAAAAAAABX4/TfvjQ0gEm68/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800"></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafgv9NyiI/AAAAAAAABX8/h4stKizaA3w/s1600-h/088%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="088" border="0" alt="088" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz8Hxgjq6HzhkwxJTiPBwCRmYbeYx-wPur08xuwqHkXHPQrp7D0piihchQVDNHVjZZHt7wX-Mikfpus5xGvlncym_s3-bCa9_-8WyZZFEcNP_1z4y8B6TXEa009N1lDdrlpbIw2rth5SmM/?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafh30yYCI/AAAAAAAABYE/Pf6j42ncNp0/s1600-h/093%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="093" border="0" alt="093" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafiRlHt9I/AAAAAAAABYI/weY4D529Zz8/093_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafix6dSOI/AAAAAAAABYM/1MS0ePcYoCw/s1600-h/096%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="096" border="0" alt="096" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjult_9-dXSnCtthyphenhyphenjIO8qCzDRViEvHm8LJuz2RpvTUgg27hstDuKfoDCvaw-8GhlBz5o3KTW2LpnuPTqf7hP7JaMtywLmHhmztQriEzx6JMZLlIt69ZyYVJkGtHtMKhcEHdWCj-f9AFNOq/?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"></a></p> <p>Today was a fun day.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafkSOcasI/AAAAAAAABYU/nyR318C6osQ/s1600-h/003%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="003" border="0" alt="003" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TYafk8z5oJI/AAAAAAAABYY/PcE1FpHfWtI/003_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Before the aquarium I tried to get everyone to take a picture. HA!</p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-70986936123916486632011-03-12T11:22:00.001-05:002011-03-12T11:22:20.321-05:00We’re Running And Talking<p>Aiden has been talking more and more. He’ll sing “Clean Up Clean Up” when I start singing it too, but the only part he says is “Clean up, Clean Up”. What’s fun is they all start looking around for something to clean up. Aiden is doing awesome with repeating words, but we still have some work to do on the screaming. I’m telling you if Aiden isn’t screaming then he must be sleeping. He is doing much better, but I think that is because we’ve started trying to help him with words. Also we’ve started putting him in time out on a more consistent basis especially when he hits. He started hitting a lot more, and even hitting us so that’s when I said “WHOA!” and put him sitting in a corner for time out. Now we’ll try to get up and get in my lap for love, but I sit him back down, and sometimes we do that the entire minute, but sometimes he sits and just cries. Sometimes he starts laughing when he goes in time out. Plus we have three other kiddos that like to come hang out around the time out corner so sometimes I have to get them to go away because they’ll start crying when he is crying. Yesterday Aiden spent about five minutes in time out because every time he’d get out he’d go back and hit someone else right away so it was back to the corner we’d go. Aiden likes to climb up on the sofa, but that isn’t surprising since he was the only one so far to climb out of his crib. We’re working on not throwing food as well. Aiden and Carolyn are our two worst at throwing food. Well Max too I guess. They’re all bad at food throwing except Alexis. Anyway when they start throwing food I try to take all the food off their tray, and when they start to throw the sippy cup I tell them no and to put it down. 40% of the time they listen, which isn’t great, but it’s better than the 0% we were at. Small blessings. I count them. Recently we had hearing checks and Aiden passed his with flying colors. Then we had to take him to the Urgent care because he was coughing again. He has croup and an ear infection so we’re treating him with antibiotics and an oral steroid. The steroid must be disgusting because he spits it out every single time. We’re on day 3 of giving it and we have yet to be able to get him to take the entire dose. He even gets it from way in the back of his cheek and spits it. Aiden weighed 25 lbs when he was weighed at his appointment on Thursday. </p> <p>Maxwell is still not talking much at home. He gives the very best hugs though. He wraps his arms around my neck and just squeezes tight. Love those hugs. He is still a huge fan of Mickey Mouse, and will smile when we point out MM to him. He still enjoys the choo choo wagon, and loves going to daycare. In the daycare newsletter I read Max is saying please and thank you. I’ve yet to be able to get him to say it. I don’t know how they do it! Max likes to play where he runs off and you go catch him. During his appointment to have his ears tested (he passed all hearing exams even with an ear infection) he ran faster than I was expecting and I really had to run to catch him. He laughs and laughs when he is playing keep away. He enjoys collecting things, and will sometimes have a problem fitting everything he wants to carry in his hands. He doesn’t take things from the others as much as Aiden, and I think that’s because when things are taken from him he is devastated. He’s been pulling hair less, and I haven’t noticed him pulling his hair at all in the recent weeks. I’m hoping it is a phase he has grown out of. At the 18 month appointment Max was the heaviest, and had the largest head. <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudi3LiiBI/AAAAAAAABT4/n-JqKKYKDpM/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800"> The nurse wasn’t sure how accurate that was so she re-measured Aiden’s head. Aiden’s head is wide so everyone things his is the biggest, but Max’s is longer so his actually ends up being the biggest. Max is also our guy that likes to take things and move them. He will fill the stairs behind the gate with toys so when you open it a flood of toys falls down. Sometimes it’s clothes that we’ve piled up in the corner to be washed and he’ll move it from one pile to another. It’s cute til you look up and there is a giant mess all over the place. I pick my battles and that’s not one of them so I just let him play and clean it up later.</p> <p>Alexis was 22 lbs at her 18 month check up and is doing the best developmentally. She is also the tallest. She hasn’t been speaking much at home so we’ve been taking away her paci more at home to get her to talk more. She especially likes to “read” books, and for us to point out things in the book to tell her what they are. She’ll watch our mouths and listen to the words. Sometimes she tries to repeat the word, and sometimes she just talks quadanese. She’s our most helpful out of everyone. She brings us diapers, she takes the crying baby their favorite toy or sippy cup, and she even finds everyone’s shoes in the morning and brings them to us when we’re getting socks on. She still loves her Cattie, and enjoys listening to singing. She’ll often dance when music is on or when I’m singing she’ll sway back and forth. She’s not a big fan of getting dressed at night and will sometimes fight us. She’d much rather run around in just a diaper. She still takes things from everyone, but is doing great at giving them back. She sometimes will try and trade something for what she wants. She is usually not very successful with the trade though since whatever she wants is being played with. Andy was playing with them downstairs one day when Max had a washcloth. Alexis took it, and of course Andy made her give it back. Andy went into another room for something and when he came back in Alexis had the washcloth. She looked right and Andy and screamed “MINE!”. We’re in a bit of trouble with that little one. Bossy and sassy. Oh joy.</p> <p>Carolyn is still the little peanut of the family. She is the shortest, and weighs the least. She is also the one with the most attitude. That hasn’t changed, and I don’t see it changing anytime in her lifetime. She is still the one that cries the most because she gets bullied the most. Being the smallest it’s easy to steal things from her, push her down, and lay on top of her. She’s running and climbing and repeating more words at home. She says please and thank you. She also says hi, bye, and weeeee! Yesterday She was sitting in a box when Andy started pushing it around she was having so much fun until he pushed it too hard and she fell over. She cried and he had to take her and comfort her. Poor little. She scrambles up the steps and tries to walk up them too, but she also tries to go down them. I’m not ready for that though so usually I just carry her down. She likes to dance and play peek a boo. She also still cries in her sleep from time to time. She passed some of her hearing tests, but also failed some as well. She can hear, but due to the fluid in her ears she hears muffled sounds. She is scheduled to have tubes placed in her ears on Thursday. We’re praying for a quick painless recovery. Everyone knows the beast isn’t shy about speaking her complaints. <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudi3LiiBI/AAAAAAAABT4/n-JqKKYKDpM/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800"> Last week at her ENT appointment she laid on the floor and screamed because I took her bag of fruit snacks to hand her one. Never fails to embarrass me at least once in public when I take her some where. </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudjiyJJ4I/AAAAAAAABT8/TqvX1BmdPVo/s1600-h/007%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="007" border="0" alt="007" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudjykYTbI/AAAAAAAABUA/2Ubmm0cRtKo/007_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudkl4B3oI/AAAAAAAABUE/-QuZrSL5WJo/s1600-h/019%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="019" border="0" alt="019" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudlL26jRI/AAAAAAAABUI/dNZ-q965Oes/019_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiETE5WcdE1vABVxl_6IQDezmDOxCK3ElB66o7yQ3iz0ncHyitrkk2Dc2McDxSKGU8FHiUrnYe0CmNGavERFEb5R7PPF9z9XoAnqrsDFj4TXLaqo7_2Q-R5zBdAHM8Rb2lWgQ_svn5olNVE/s1600-h/033%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; 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display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="017" border="0" alt="017" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudqlKPFmI/AAAAAAAABU0/kSu6cx4Q6mk/017_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudrYUpajI/AAAAAAAABU4/Xdm_UUSwEBk/s1600-h/015%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="015" border="0" alt="015" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudr7N5_JI/AAAAAAAABU8/fbZSg1ZuCcs/015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudtHSd0YI/AAAAAAAABVA/7BNOnfKQHMs/s1600-h/094%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="094" border="0" alt="094" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudtl7oadI/AAAAAAAABVE/_SfeYKlkKYQ/094_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p>The Boys Fighting</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudue1TGSI/AAAAAAAABVI/bAK7byvc2hw/s1600-h/081%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="081" border="0" alt="081" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TXudumIBqQI/AAAAAAAABVM/BokI0Jilmqk/081_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p>The Girls Shopping</p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-50675708749984843732011-01-30T21:33:00.001-05:002011-01-30T21:33:52.693-05:00Carolyn<p>C-Biscuit. The beast. Carolyn is still Carolyn. Being cute as can be, and bad as can be all at the same time. If she cries and you tell her to come to you she will run with her arms open wide and collapse on you with a hug. She does things she shouldn’t and when she gets in trouble she throws a fit and sometimes pulls her own hair. I don’t really understand this…one would think she would want to pull mine, but she pulls her own. She gets in less trouble this way, and I don’t have to worry about wigs. There hasn’t been any change to her except she is going up stairs faster, and still eating really well only just not gaining weight as fast. So we’re going to try her on some pediasure, and hope it helps her gain some weight. Today she only wanted to swing at the playground. When I took her out to play some place else she cried until I showed her we were going to go play in the grass with everyone else. Then she took off to catch up. Towards the end of the day Andy started sitting them in a tree, but Carolyn was the only one that really enjoyed it. Maybe something about being the smallest of the group. <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-winkingsmile" alt="Winking smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYfbUHwECI/AAAAAAAABSo/fiTHg6nZOrE/wlEmoticon-winkingsmile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800"></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYfcIG801I/AAAAAAAABSs/4wDYg4ocewY/s1600-h/020%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="020" border="0" alt="020" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDyYAs2n6g3Zp5lMTxw-PAPmUUiy7GxzM5jLZhvTbLKDrCGiuoo0VsTI0b1whwin5ycRAT3V-wlqCIMapyAaJqWav9ufzG3bI49ax7jSZkd33BairD1R-bGMivB4A5W3vxKf7tklliabP7/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYfdM4BVtI/AAAAAAAABS0/NEq1L8AkUzg/s1600-h/016%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="016" border="0" alt="016" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYfdSDhvkI/AAAAAAAABS4/T9Tra97Sg6g/016_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYfeLbx6oI/AAAAAAAABS8/9GwCen5vdxk/s1600-h/017%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="017" border="0" alt="017" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYfeg9brqI/AAAAAAAABTA/Z6Wuin1nHvQ/017_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYffnFLEHI/AAAAAAAABTE/SUinqmcDjAI/s1600-h/035%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="035" border="0" alt="035" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm3tc03NoTy_0jQt4FSOmQPM_RhFbfMLSSIJ2_gqrRiR20QG4wB_ru0itJzi8WJKdzCafWkyxnNXcHB6kSk1BwVrqZAP1WSLu0BW8yMj_ImPklqzazWltLrQnfdWBBfmHQIO9tPRXemOC7/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9AMuYVR_K_GhkxWB-9dFUzLgo-rzAqU80jSoRwqcMeLpyhBkGY2L6zGQ_uL0GVinvQ9Amb4zltGB4sfI5oWe-vuDdTCvUjxf0qD_FgbxS6fryuSJtRO8K_63SXpP_P5nnQbNh02TSerKW/s1600-h/036%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="036" border="0" alt="036" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYfheWHyqI/AAAAAAAABTQ/5CMhbNtvPRY/036_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="200"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYfiUwHWSI/AAAAAAAABTU/M0pWCCnZm4s/s1600-h/068%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="068" border="0" alt="068" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE3y1vMn54isKAPgkfrXPG3zjkUmjwLu0bpvii0QLE_TZuPwd6KRNM9Z2t4H2W9IKhs1fBH7KFfcRmdFg7Hs4I5xCZTN4naFh08qr4mssmZ4GpVK3Jkz1gK2J8Y2mmMfiSsiHcPy_zCuC0/?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRs3ABS_Yn_hizYONeqXolprP17IFcLEQFp_P8sllA5z9rmMID0MkyAQ5wxmzsLYQN5-MD3pOm34tEBvGzoexcHffNtRix5uitTqU3CYVwXFZeIUd7crjb5tV2Jw5XUTIuj5FbF2x-iKKO/s1600-h/104%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="104" border="0" alt="104" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYfkIClZsI/AAAAAAAABTk/Yqx6F9IEFOA/104_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-440360315565168952011-01-30T21:17:00.001-05:002011-01-30T21:17:51.743-05:00Alexis<p>Alexis now shares! YAY! She will take something from someone and when you say “Alexis…give it back.” She will hand whatever she stole back to the person she took it from. She also will walk over and close the dresser drawer that Maxwell now knows how to open. If she is standing there when he opens it I can tell her to close it and she will. She says hi while tipping her head to the side and drawing out the word. It’s usually “HHIIIIIIIII” while tilting her head from side to side. Very cute. She has taken control of a certain shopping cart my sister sent over the weekend and will take it from whoever is playing with it. Usually Carolyn, and it’s a bit harder to get her to give it back. If someone steals her stuff she just stands there and screams. She also said TE and points when she wants either her paci or Cattie. I think she plans on calling Cattie paci or vice versa because she will continue saying it for whatever item she doesn’t have. </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYbuawiy2I/AAAAAAAABR4/VzCnQFvwf1c/s1600-h/004%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="004" border="0" alt="004" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaBVJ-L5eLBFmpI9F_HCWO6pxQMWrj4lCL4eSDI0DRuNWlTrRMde20JUkGoWjrKZWJ7hkEgeUr42kjQxaB6H7JYa7yrkLPEKz0MmDN_Zr5zQjA71ZSbzpbvuXBe_QSj3mzNndQCYPIFb3I/?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYbvWEnhTI/AAAAAAAABSA/QvPnTrC4V7Q/s1600-h/024%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="024" border="0" alt="024" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYbvxKfdcI/AAAAAAAABSE/SkbCN1xm1XQ/024_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYbwbQPKGI/AAAAAAAABSI/k5IHxU1AM-w/s1600-h/040%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="040" border="0" alt="040" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqUNsOr3CwKs62TIWr28hcwTaCuYg2AeWQnyLgvgaGpu0NMkjOc6Gb579G9jvI2H9_IHiSpYb4tKRj_YB7ucr-ewpk4ZVn87BEzYMPo74zepuqJVng5M6VYqp_BpFKqPFR5apHZzZ_jL-W/?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYbxLNh6gI/AAAAAAAABSQ/cxMgUAmGZgc/s1600-h/067%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="067" border="0" alt="067" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoubCeZQN9ewgqQmigCMdallxeTO5zqkOt_wptxtVx0I8sUv9mo5gQ0tngqPvpkvraiEh8RpDIvhMz8lTjc5jrU9fArGw2nMWbrNOyIE3GSf-u1iT51Cnr3YpvEFwmy0Xd90Nz_X9QzkAj/?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYbyNF20uI/AAAAAAAABSY/lsd6mL_a6TM/s1600-h/073%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="073" border="0" alt="073" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdRiuUHTniximM9Y_i-4kEjZtAkRxGi9nDTyHc4BmpusZNI_kgSIWD-rEh_voUQgYq3KlxisvFikjxoiq3Gj7gyeQYk29axmoznyO-5sHP1VtGnbD-3oxdEngD7-IhUxdRjAvpvuhFiDG7/?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOYGCCaNaUCBtgZLtl8CQsMbSJtFUZ1Ys2NQyBmLWd3N4cA9tqDcwEANu2JABxNlrpGZKyBZcgWlO4kdl7mEvYKhOcZl7b0v5Mm3QjtopI7fjETaN0U37lO6Nk5_5StiwHFrax7cs3Nwuz/s1600-h/098%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="098" border="0" alt="098" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYbz0O8I5I/AAAAAAAABSk/xwxCjsJl3wI/098_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-25367985653114907372011-01-30T21:07:00.001-05:002011-01-30T21:07:45.118-05:00Maxwell<p>Maxwell is still a ham, and I don’t think he’ll ever grow out of it. At least that is my hope…that he forever keeps his silly side. He’s doing very well and is eating better. At least I think so. Part of it is that when he is throwing food ESPECIALLY meat on the floor chances are he will eat it if he has something on it. Usually I put bbq sauce on it, and he gobbles it up. YUMMY! He gets that from Andy. He’s been waking up in a really good mood lately, but still doesn’t want Andy getting him out of the crib and changing him if I am in the room. He’ll wait for me to finish whatever I’m doing to get him. He’s getting better I think, but still a Momma’s boy. I don’t mind him being a Momma’s boy. Some days it is hard when you can’t walk away for more than a second without screaming though. He’s gotten to where he will dance a little bit then crack up laughing for a little bit. Then he dances and laughs again. It is very cute to watch, and if you’re not paying attention he MAY bite you. He was dancing the other day and came over to hug me, or at least I thought, and then suddenly there was pain. So we’re working on biting again because the next day he bit Andy as well. We’ve gone months without being bitten by anyone, and then someone starts to bite. </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYZWqXpJ6I/AAAAAAAABRQ/Lbui-BwQCLg/s1600-h/007%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="007" border="0" alt="007" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYZXP6uImI/AAAAAAAABRU/zkEVc3cvE9c/007_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYZX8dMBGI/AAAAAAAABRY/gHqTTjb0R_w/s1600-h/010%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="010" border="0" alt="010" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvmSqzZ5LMwm3nUeSROd6MAq_eUHvQAweue_DR8wE9yTW_uXeLix_hVupAOHDh9E1nKxwdeyar86oPUT74tCXuenX9wu7IowiiGRkvHzIlUBR0El_1_daQRumfxPkQI6nSGFcs5iZO5T7p/?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv-5rCYp1JZCOFPs5ca1nZ1Cqwc1LYDFcoJYI4WEc4SphmxXFA8NVNfDYZZV7G83LRB-P_WCqqVNzLg6UnU06JDIMcn3rQhrY7Zk4veINevnteOeGqhvo6GLthnDduqXGAawAscdYuZTJt/s1600-h/059%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="059" border="0" alt="059" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYZZXZwBTI/AAAAAAAABRk/zlALGUX_6_0/059_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYZaIfi-bI/AAAAAAAABRo/TZG9wwG4cOw/s1600-h/062%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="062" border="0" alt="062" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi5A12LSlUSZBRQ-6qaQFWx27Kc_qi_yO5dV5vcZPkSdQ5OBlfyHdRtgKm_LfKUd_OlUtZsLOHzWWKbriz2720gx9YSBSEOhY1mG0B59NL4ruQXi6R36y1VuWCLk3yoNxOiIhcpT9qS4KK/?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYZb7DbPkI/AAAAAAAABRw/-WglLm7NzEQ/s1600-h/064%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="064" border="0" alt="064" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYZcAIk9_I/AAAAAAAABR0/UsTZMB8J2v0/064_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-91456347355813564132011-01-30T20:55:00.001-05:002011-01-30T20:55:57.876-05:00Aiden<p>My little bubby. Andy asked me the other day if we could nickname Aiden “Bubba” uh no, but thank you for asking. I do from time to time call him “Bubby” I don’t know why, but it’s usually when he’s crying. Crying…not screaming. The boy can scream. Like seriously crazy loud. I have videos of it, but I feel bad uploading them because unsuspecting people may have their volume up. LOL Then you’d hear it like you’re in our house, but I figure that’s something special only to be heard one on one.</p> <p>Not a lot has changed since the last update. Aiden is still the fastest up the stairs, and is still afraid of water when you wash his hair. He plays in it all day long, but when you start to wash his hair he freaks. He loves to have the second shower head spray on him though as a game. I’ve been told he can say all of the names of the ladies at daycare, but when I ask him to say it he just looks at me like I’m crazy. One day he is going to tell me to get his food and stop harassing him I just know it. Andy taught him the Home Improvement male laugh thing and he was doing it today at lunch. He is still knocking people over to get past them, and stealing Alexis’ pacifiers. He doesn’t do time out well because he just sits there and then tries to get back to the action. Earlier this week while on a choo choo ride he threw himself forward laughing and bloodied his nose. It was kind of crazy to see blood running down his face. I just took him home and washed him up and we rejoined the choo choo ride a few minutes later. He is such a sweet lil guy and a very loud one too. He doesn’t understand sharing yet. SO far all he knows is what's mine is mine and what’s theirs is mine too. Kind of hard to get him to understand he can’t just take whatever he wants. We’re working on it though.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYWnGVTjmI/AAAAAAAABQo/Q1-wU9OezBw/s1600-h/008%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="008" border="0" alt="008" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYWnfbjlZI/AAAAAAAABQs/FyHFmsgd5kY/008_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYWoP8An6I/AAAAAAAABQw/etttkbvanSM/s1600-h/034%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="034" border="0" alt="034" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYWobuA0uI/AAAAAAAABQ0/3XGTNb0saME/034_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-QYEV_LMF9JmZ6sv54m6bIFUCk3f0hShqh9QZZMeCYQvPaSbVyaWwYOWFfry857ZkXIEmaRF6wWmOFqTVcl8hV9BwOntHd6nDQrISATTMuzWTcfZQqEOjMoIWg6-B7GtizkVCmixT1PJl/s1600-h/052%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="052" border="0" alt="052" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfYsW5hztcYoaVynud_Gdp70eEqYMEUnt5KqNz5ovj9VVNLvYRAoKORNs-qRjMdagmwpgCN2SfBS1sItL2IL968ZLm7jLfCv4bVpsHTt8ZUljBLWKLymfl7D-2h0UaiF5y7RpPvbyMpX4Z/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijKHzVJXhIa66KgEcnnvBSxCRj9684Bd4T3M9u1SclIvRDB-1oS0tePb7d1cUvi0hcOwhcBF8iQP6gDu2LZKEQLRZ5ZmTb0wXWlUOec1tp76FhL8OaEIxR1c5BBlv7YImiHdEBJHOQjHig/s1600-h/093%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="093" border="0" alt="093" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYWqpODIdI/AAAAAAAABRE/RotemcGs9QY/093_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRwsLCbE-so5PBsk6N9DOdBJI4ZZerHI_f3vkU5BODRM75Fd4TYnx_yAXDcTmahc-zXR57_Dla4BssR-YwYnNPO4q12_e2_yemgwCzho6Jr25yc4Q52S798tOp_EQ-K9_pAgRNJMaA1Tgv/s1600-h/009%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="009" border="0" alt="009" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TUYWrZEO_YI/AAAAAAAABRM/O1EVLP2T5Ik/009_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-34909687643044609092011-01-23T22:38:00.001-05:002011-01-23T22:38:46.608-05:00Whatevs It’s An Update<p>I say all the time it’s been so long…I’m super busy…blah blah blah. Point of the matter is blogging isn’t my most important thing in life right now. There are TONS of quad mommas that are SAHMs and working moms that blog constantly. SO I have time…I know I do. I just don’t blog. I think about it a lot especially while I’m eating peanut butter M&Ms in bed. I think I should blog. I really should blog because Aunt Martz hasn’t seen an update on the blog in forever. I NEED TO BLOG. </p> <p>So here I am. Updating more than just a line of status message on Facebook. What is sad is I haven’t really taken that many pictures lately. I’ve been really just wanting to soak in the happiness that I feel when I’m at home with my kiddos. I just want to spend time with them and enjoy every second, and not get frustrated because so and so isn’t looking at the camera. I’d rather just make them giggle and have someone else take the pictures. So the last time I took pictures was on the 9th and then I took some snap shots when we got our new playhouse. So I do have pictures! <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TTz0J1jV-kI/AAAAAAAABP8/lQLiFmgxwAY/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800"></p> <p> </p> <p>Aiden</p> <p>Aiden is walking like a pro now…ok not exactly. He waddles more than the rest, but our new PT sent an email with what we should be working on at home with him. He is doing really really well though and even does a fast walk now that is almost a run. He is still stealing pacifiers, but has learned how to give them back. He has only given them back a few times. Usually he takes off as fast as he can while Alexis screams. Aiden’s health has been pretty good. He had some hard coughing spells earlier in the month, but has been doing much better. We really have to stay on him with his reflux meds when he doesn’t want to drink them we just keep insisting that he drink it instead of throwing it down. He’s all about the walk by hugs and then he needs to be on his way into something again. He is also still all about the screams. I’m not sure how to get this to stop. It’s a game, but not a very fun one for momma & daddy because there is enough noise without the ear piercing squeals. He is still doing his kissy face and breathing crazy while he does it. Cracks me up. He doesn’t like to share though when he gets a lap he wants it to be his and not have to worry about anyone else. This causes a problem when Max gets jealous that Aiden is sitting with me….because then we have two boys in my lap trying to take each other out.</p> <p> </p> <p>Maxwell</p> <p>Max is my night cuddler. He will come sit with me every night for a little bit before bed. He doesn’t need to be entertained or anything he just needs to sit in my lap. He also would rather I sit next to him when he drinks his last bottle of the night. Momma’s Boy. Yesterday he was pushing a toy lion we have and Andy started touching it to help him move it around everyone and he started fussing. Andy thought it was because he was frustrated that he couldn’t get it around everyone I guess, but I could see the problem wasn’t everyone else. It was Andy. Andy touching the lion. I told Andy why Max was fussing and Andy thought it would be fun to pick on him a little big and that’s when Max came over and raised both hands and started hitting Andy. Andy got attacked by a 17 month old child for touching a toy lion. It still makes me laugh. Max likes things the way he likes them and doesn’t want anyone taking his stuff. One day we tried to introduce bowls. Yes bowls people….with mac and cheese in them. I tried to show Max it was ok to eat it and I ate A noodle and he lost his mind. I just walked away and let him have his moment. Everyone else ended up breaking down over the bowls too. Except Carolyn.</p> <p> </p> <p>Alexis</p> <p>The climber. The crackhead. Alexis went to the ER last week because she thought the game “Is Momma fast enough?” would be big fun. Momma wasn’t fast enough and Alexis fell head face first onto the hardwood floor from the arm of the couch. Luckily she was leaning over so the fall was a shorter distance, but she was still left with a bump and didn’t want to be put down for a while. She is fine, and still trying to climb on the couch. Alexis also climbs on top of the music tables we have from leapfrog and stands there. She also will climb on the back of the lion and stand. She enjoys the look of pure terror on our faces when she is perched some place she shouldn’t be. Like the time she was standing on the arm of the couch leaning over like she was going to jump over the gate into the kitchen. Sometimes you can distract her, but usually not. When she is about to do something that will causes screaming or injure her I say “Alexis…where is Cattie?” and she goes into full search and rescue mode. Once I made the mistake of doing it at night when everyone was calm and Cattie was in the crib where Alexis couldn’t get to her so she hung on the crib screaming until I got Cattie. </p> <p> </p> <p>Carolyn</p> <p>C-Biscuit is currently on her 4th ear infection since November. It’s getting pretty ridiculous so she is going back to the doctor tomorrow to talk about options. Hopefully we will get in to see an ENT soon. Carolyn is still the most nervous of the 4, and also the likely to try and climb on things. Recipe for disaster, and let me tell you why. Carolyn is climbing on something or has climbed on something when along comes Alexis and pulls Carolyn off whatever she is on or pushes her off. Carolyn falls and screaming happens. Not to mention the fact that she gets stuck some place and screams for assistance to get down. They are not to be left alone for any period of time in the living room because someone will find some way to climb on something and get injured just because you had to go to the bathroom for a record setting 14 seconds. C-Biscuit knows no strangers and wants to visit with everyone when she is at the doctors office. She is my teeny tiny little that just keeps being bad, but no one remembers the bad because she is too adorable. She also eats playdough. </p> <p> </p> <p>I found an ad on Craigslist for a slide and playhouse for sale. 50 each or 75 for both so I had Andy go pick them up. It was an awesome deal and Aunt Misty sent us a slide for Christmas that they all fight over so hopefully having two slides will help there be less screaming.</p> <p> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TTz0LBmXj9I/AAAAAAAABQA/5Sw2KQ-Mozs/s1600-h/004%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="004" border="0" alt="004" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TTz0LloQwDI/AAAAAAAABQE/ENR29m050tQ/004_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyqERTzPsUzpBOq3EpDKH3RLjRZChSOGsPKq-TchvLgI05i9wn01WB7cwl0PM5lzRvEjltxXPgIICPlinmSJx_Rtuv5rzm-mZj1pBppEq84pLeo6SaoU7RiBuKdPwHHWz7SVufc998Vk9y/s1600-h/027%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="027" border="0" alt="027" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9opYxN8_c79_NvJVa72rPK_HxE_xajOjXkjwMxx2pt4g7veH3_VTZOp8YctEbyc8o5_noZEvAtL2VEaxywQ1hmv5-Vi91u0eM-CM3ruH-K0hNhvNrpxHiQ3qn9zrfkQi81CUdR6jtbDqZ/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"></a></p> <p>Carolyn preparing to make us all take a step closer to the picnic table</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TTz0OQlmDiI/AAAAAAAABQQ/C_2TxoxS6PY/s1600-h/018%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="018" border="0" alt="018" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TTz0OgY7ObI/AAAAAAAABQU/tGw5Fyic8bY/018_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p>Aiden in shades</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TTz0PRdZE0I/AAAAAAAABQY/Xe0xOx_8hGQ/s1600-h/125%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="125" border="0" alt="125" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TTz0P67ffXI/AAAAAAAABQc/iR25t9yIO0U/125_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"></a></p> <p>Peek a boo Maxwell</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4hHhZK973mW6wTPrp8XB9FUBCw_VeNqag5ZAzlR6-ektto3HHLo9Jx3ARPdzkCNe1KI6q7_U09YfEIvzSLaqRBSAzqRnFAptsAIE_j0yE7BtshUYby_QNLZrMaN8qqv8yZ4knSjGJQ6Dl/s1600-h/010%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="010" border="0" alt="010" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TTz0RFhsAJI/AAAAAAAABQk/kZijygJU8gs/010_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p>Alexis swapping out her shades.</p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-84986544025789473892011-01-03T22:20:00.001-05:002011-01-03T22:20:35.562-05:00Snow<p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TSKR6CHGwoI/AAAAAAAABPM/2I8apDS3zF4/s1600-h/004%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="004" border="0" alt="004" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TSKR6uk65VI/AAAAAAAABPQ/fXiDEQXtSEA/004_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TSKR7W5VjrI/AAAAAAAABPU/yodobv9ZsIc/s1600-h/006%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="006" border="0" alt="006" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TSKR77WLkII/AAAAAAAABPY/jnYKk3_xF6E/006_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TSKR8sNkP3I/AAAAAAAABPc/G1wHw83MfBg/s1600-h/015%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="015" border="0" alt="015" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TSKR8_oHo3I/AAAAAAAABPg/1bDbtJtLhRc/015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TSKR9nKMTQI/AAAAAAAABPk/3nbxxHVy6nk/s1600-h/017%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="017" border="0" alt="017" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJLiqTm0RwtBpkgav0tlsOZS8e_oouVao22cXpwDWbIVFGhZlKDupW6dnoQFQyO_kaaz5I3tmiLqgqLSio9lBGan1kDv35CKGSnyU-Yybx2syAiG7TpfLGgQJvyJzryVfPvkxnAuZidW_Z/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TSKR_HLF8VI/AAAAAAAABPs/K91ltrDyIls/s1600-h/039%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="039" border="0" alt="039" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TSKR_geNSFI/AAAAAAAABPw/rAisEnWj0Fw/039_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TSKSASDD_CI/AAAAAAAABP0/fV7jZI2XBEE/s1600-h/046%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="046" border="0" alt="046" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mxRKji8BFOM/TSKSArzVJAI/AAAAAAAABP4/5bR94taNJvM/046_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"></a></p> <p>Everyone really enjoyed playing in the snow. We didn’t have real mittens so we used socks, but they got soaked fairly quickly so we took everyone inside after about 5-10 minutes outside.</p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061373590438244712.post-66016235667817952022011-01-03T22:10:00.001-05:002011-01-03T22:10:29.152-05:00Ear Infections And Teething<p>The babies had runny noses the entire time we were in VA, but the real fun was when we drove home Tuesday night. Carolyn Carolyn Carolyn…screamed for about 5 hours of the 6 hour drive. I don’t mean a cry here and there I mean she screamed and screamed and screamed. When I took her to the doctor the next day she had an ear infection. Then that night and the next night she continued to scream. So I took her to urgent care and the sent me home with an Rx of Tylenol 3. What the heck? Who gives T3 for an ear infection??? We weren’t going to fill it at first because we didn’t feel comfortable giving it to her, but after talking to a friend of my sister’s we decided to go ahead and give it to her. Basically it was so she could rest. Instead of doing the full dose we did 1/2 the dose when we made it home, and 1/2 the dose 6 hours later. She slept that afternoon and night better than she had since Monday night! She woke up Friday feeling so much better, but she passed the ball to Maxwell and he woke up feeling not so great. Then Sunday he had a fever so it was off to the doctor he went today. He has an ear infection, but he is at least feeling good and wasn’t crying a lot until he got tired. </p> <p>Alexis is being her normal rock star self and isn’t sick except for her runny nose. </p> <p>Aiden has been crying a lot lately because he has molars coming in. He usually is very content unless someone steals his stuff or we aren’t piling the food up in front of him fast enough. Not the last few days. He has been crying for every single possible reason. </p> <p> </p> <p>We are ready for the sickness to be gone.</p> Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652447541947475870noreply@blogger.com0