I was sorting some old papers and found some random quotes written on random papers...enjoy!
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Mason: We have to turn into chickens or shrink ourselves.
Stephen: Why?
Mason: Because it's such a small place.
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Elise: I understand grown-up language--they say "that was fun" (said in a very sarcastic tone) when they don't mean it. Or, "that was delicious" when they made it themselves.
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Mason: Look! There's one of those Chevrolet cars. They're terrible cars, because they're not Toyotas.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Last minute doctor visits...
Last week:
Monday - Elise @ orthodontist
Tuesday - me @ midwife
Saturday - Stephen & I @ midwife (class)
This week:
Monday - Elise @ orthodontist
Wednesday - Lincoln @ dentist
Wednesday - me @ midwife
Next week:
Monday - Mason @ doctor
Monday - Sammy @ doctor
Monday - Elise @ orthodontist
Tuesday - me @ midwife
Friday - Elise @ doctor
Friday - Lincoln @ doctor
Next next week:
Monday - Elise @ orthodontist
Tuesday - me @ midwife
Elise is in phase one of getting braces. Yeeha. Or not. She's getting fitted with an roof-expanding device over the next couple of weeks, which I get to turn twice a day for two weeks. Once that is in place we'll leave it there for a couple of months and have her fitted for a retainer with a spacer to hold her mouth in place and move one of her permanent teeth back. It has shifted forward because her molar in front of it is fused to her jaw bone (another extraction in 6-12 months--but not something so easy as Lincoln's--see below). We can't have that tooth extracted until her permanent tooth waiting above is more developed.
A few weeks ago Lincoln fell in the bathtub and did two things: 1) cracked his normal tooth and extra tooth into two teeth (vertically), and 2) cracked his extra tooth in half (horizontally). Today his extra tooth was extracted. Lincoln was a champ! He didn't cry at all, and only fussed a little bit when they gave him a numbing shot in the gum. That is always the worst part. He had to be fastened with a baby straight jacket (more like a sleeping bag with velcro) and breathe in nitrous oxide (to relax him) during the procedure, which took all of 3 minutes.
First of all the dentist removed the bottom loose part of the tooth, and then he pulled out the rest of it. Fortunately there were two separate nerves for the two separate teeth, and the normal tooth's nerve wasn't exposed, so the dentist just smoothed out the tooth's rough edge (and chipped corner). Lincoln was climbing all over, just like normal, as soon as they let him loose! Hopefully, hopefully that was the last dentist bill for awhile!!
On the plus side, I'm learning more than I ever thought possible about dentistry, orthodontics and our amazing teeth and mouths!
All the doctor visits are to catch up for the last year and a half that I haven't taken anybody in. Lincoln and Sammy are due for immunizations (but don't mention that to Sammy!), and since insurance covers well-child visits, I figure I'll take them all in...before there are 5 to take with me. :)
And of course, the midwife visits. I'm 37 weeks today (only 4 more weeks! That's not a typo, btw), so have weekly visits to look forward to. This baby isn't crazy about the head down position, but I'm hopeful he'll get that way by the time he's born. His somersaults are painful sometimes, and I'm getting lots of practice contractions. I'm in the home stretch!
Monday - Elise @ orthodontist
Tuesday - me @ midwife
Saturday - Stephen & I @ midwife (class)
This week:
Monday - Elise @ orthodontist
Wednesday - Lincoln @ dentist
Wednesday - me @ midwife
Next week:
Monday - Mason @ doctor
Monday - Sammy @ doctor
Monday - Elise @ orthodontist
Tuesday - me @ midwife
Friday - Elise @ doctor
Friday - Lincoln @ doctor
Next next week:
Monday - Elise @ orthodontist
Tuesday - me @ midwife
Elise is in phase one of getting braces. Yeeha. Or not. She's getting fitted with an roof-expanding device over the next couple of weeks, which I get to turn twice a day for two weeks. Once that is in place we'll leave it there for a couple of months and have her fitted for a retainer with a spacer to hold her mouth in place and move one of her permanent teeth back. It has shifted forward because her molar in front of it is fused to her jaw bone (another extraction in 6-12 months--but not something so easy as Lincoln's--see below). We can't have that tooth extracted until her permanent tooth waiting above is more developed.
A few weeks ago Lincoln fell in the bathtub and did two things: 1) cracked his normal tooth and extra tooth into two teeth (vertically), and 2) cracked his extra tooth in half (horizontally). Today his extra tooth was extracted. Lincoln was a champ! He didn't cry at all, and only fussed a little bit when they gave him a numbing shot in the gum. That is always the worst part. He had to be fastened with a baby straight jacket (more like a sleeping bag with velcro) and breathe in nitrous oxide (to relax him) during the procedure, which took all of 3 minutes.
First of all the dentist removed the bottom loose part of the tooth, and then he pulled out the rest of it. Fortunately there were two separate nerves for the two separate teeth, and the normal tooth's nerve wasn't exposed, so the dentist just smoothed out the tooth's rough edge (and chipped corner). Lincoln was climbing all over, just like normal, as soon as they let him loose! Hopefully, hopefully that was the last dentist bill for awhile!!
On the plus side, I'm learning more than I ever thought possible about dentistry, orthodontics and our amazing teeth and mouths!
All the doctor visits are to catch up for the last year and a half that I haven't taken anybody in. Lincoln and Sammy are due for immunizations (but don't mention that to Sammy!), and since insurance covers well-child visits, I figure I'll take them all in...before there are 5 to take with me. :)
And of course, the midwife visits. I'm 37 weeks today (only 4 more weeks! That's not a typo, btw), so have weekly visits to look forward to. This baby isn't crazy about the head down position, but I'm hopeful he'll get that way by the time he's born. His somersaults are painful sometimes, and I'm getting lots of practice contractions. I'm in the home stretch!
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Baby jitters
I haven't been nervous at all about welcoming baby #5 into our home...until last night when I realized how nervous Stephen is about it. The other day he jokingly asked, "Your mom is staying for 2 months after the baby is born, right?" Ha ha ha, I laughed, "I was able to talk her into almost 2 weeks." Then he said, "Seriously, I need her here for at least a month." Ha ha ha, I laughed again.
Um, yeah. He was dead serious.
Until he pointed it out, I hadn't thought too much about the fact that I really do pretty much everything around the house so that he can focus on schoolwork and spend time with the kids. He has so much going on with various school projects--he's not sure how he is going to be able to get everything done without adding a new baby to the mix!
Thinking about that made me think about what he is going to need to do when this baby is born--or rather, what I'm not going to be able to do. I thought about the fatigue, and how I don't do well without sleep...how I get the baby blues, but try to keep up appearances anyhow...how it really takes a lot to run a large household--keeping things tidy-ish, cooking meals, giving everyone what they need...fulfilling my church calling...caring for an infant...
I've decided that I'm just going to plan a month where I push the pause button on everything, and turn my focus towards my own home and family. I'll go into survival mode. I'll stay in my pjs and eat meals out of my freezer (the stocking has already begun), I'll be okay with Elise doing more than she is used to, and having the boys' room not be clean. We'll take a couple of weeks off of formal school, and I might not sweep my floor every day. I'll plan on keeping my front room clean (because I go nuts when it isn't), but be more relaxed about the rest of the house.
I'll let myself cry when I need to, because sometimes I do. I might even let my friends help when they offer. I won't go to the store, and will get outside for the fresh air that I need. I won't worry about having my garden all ready for winter, and I'll take some Sundays off of church. I'll shower and nap and not worry that my other kids are being neglected. I'll let them help, and read to them in my bed. I'll let my assistant compassionate service leader take care of any needs that come up at church. I'll try to remember that by taking care of myself I'm also taking care of my 5 children and husband.
One of my main goals between when we started school and when the baby comes has been to get all the kids (Lincoln excepted) into a consistent routine so that fulfilling their responsibilities will be second nature to them, and they will be quickly obedient with limited reminders. They are doing well...and we still have another month or so to work on it.
I know we'll be fine--we always are, eventually. It's just going to be a bit rough at first. But that, along with the discomforts of pregnancy, is all par for the course. And I'm okay with that. :o)
Um, yeah. He was dead serious.
Until he pointed it out, I hadn't thought too much about the fact that I really do pretty much everything around the house so that he can focus on schoolwork and spend time with the kids. He has so much going on with various school projects--he's not sure how he is going to be able to get everything done without adding a new baby to the mix!
Thinking about that made me think about what he is going to need to do when this baby is born--or rather, what I'm not going to be able to do. I thought about the fatigue, and how I don't do well without sleep...how I get the baby blues, but try to keep up appearances anyhow...how it really takes a lot to run a large household--keeping things tidy-ish, cooking meals, giving everyone what they need...fulfilling my church calling...caring for an infant...
I've decided that I'm just going to plan a month where I push the pause button on everything, and turn my focus towards my own home and family. I'll go into survival mode. I'll stay in my pjs and eat meals out of my freezer (the stocking has already begun), I'll be okay with Elise doing more than she is used to, and having the boys' room not be clean. We'll take a couple of weeks off of formal school, and I might not sweep my floor every day. I'll plan on keeping my front room clean (because I go nuts when it isn't), but be more relaxed about the rest of the house.
I'll let myself cry when I need to, because sometimes I do. I might even let my friends help when they offer. I won't go to the store, and will get outside for the fresh air that I need. I won't worry about having my garden all ready for winter, and I'll take some Sundays off of church. I'll shower and nap and not worry that my other kids are being neglected. I'll let them help, and read to them in my bed. I'll let my assistant compassionate service leader take care of any needs that come up at church. I'll try to remember that by taking care of myself I'm also taking care of my 5 children and husband.
One of my main goals between when we started school and when the baby comes has been to get all the kids (Lincoln excepted) into a consistent routine so that fulfilling their responsibilities will be second nature to them, and they will be quickly obedient with limited reminders. They are doing well...and we still have another month or so to work on it.
I know we'll be fine--we always are, eventually. It's just going to be a bit rough at first. But that, along with the discomforts of pregnancy, is all par for the course. And I'm okay with that. :o)
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
My latest project
A while ago I decided that I was going to build this bed from ana-white.com. Well, folks, I did it! With a huge amount of help from my wonderful husband, who knows that I have great intentions and am fantastic at beginning projects. This time I actually finished it! Good thing is was pretty easy. :o)
This is me, nearly 8 months pregnant, finishing a project! Go me!
And that is a bed to be proud of! Stephen had the idea to use pegboard instead of something plain and boring--now Mason can hang all of his little metal hooks on it and hang up his tools. He thinks it's pretty much the coolest thing ever. He's on top and Sammy is underneath on a memory foam mattress. He does have a real bed, he just likes sleeping under the new bed better.
Elise is sleeping upstairs on our other fort bed (from Ikea). I tell you what, it's great having her in with Lincoln--she puts him back to sleep at night if he wakes up, and gets him up in the mornings.
*Note: Lincoln has indeed fallen off the fort bed (upstairs). He was fine, and it only happened once. Now he is much, much more careful. Phew!
This is me, nearly 8 months pregnant, finishing a project! Go me!
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And that is a bed to be proud of! Stephen had the idea to use pegboard instead of something plain and boring--now Mason can hang all of his little metal hooks on it and hang up his tools. He thinks it's pretty much the coolest thing ever. He's on top and Sammy is underneath on a memory foam mattress. He does have a real bed, he just likes sleeping under the new bed better.
Elise is sleeping upstairs on our other fort bed (from Ikea). I tell you what, it's great having her in with Lincoln--she puts him back to sleep at night if he wakes up, and gets him up in the mornings.
*Note: Lincoln has indeed fallen off the fort bed (upstairs). He was fine, and it only happened once. Now he is much, much more careful. Phew!
Wonderful life
I can't help but love these guys...
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| Mason lost his second tooth! |
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| Yes, another pair of "shoes" |
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| Mason being the BFG--snozzcumber and all! |
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| Building a volcano on the back porch |
Friday, September 9, 2011
The many shoes of Lincoln
Lincoln, as do many 20-month-old children, loves shoes. We are constantly missing a shoe or two, and find them in some odd places. So I decided to take pictures of him in some of the shoes that he has worn over the last few days. Enjoy!
Sometimes I even put pants on him!
Sometimes I even put pants on him!
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Sammy-ism
This morning, after getting all ready for church, Stephen commented, "Sammy--you look great!"
Sammy replied in his matter-of-fact manner, "I do."
Sammy replied in his matter-of-fact manner, "I do."
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