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My Little Golfer
Pumpkin was very excited when he learned that our new neighborhood had its own golf course. When I found out that they were offering semi-private golf lessons for kids, well, I had to enroll him. He was excited to go, of course. He chose golf over soccer and basketball and all other sports being offered in our neighborhood.
In fact, he loved his golf lessons so much that after only his 2nd lesson, he started asking for his own "gear." (that's golf clubs for those of us not in the know ;). So I got him his own set of clubs...er, I mean, gear. And he looks so impossibly cute carrying his little golf bag around, hehe. He's really excited about playing golf and can't wait to go out on the real course. I tried explaining to him that neither his dad or I play, but he is insistent that his dad can take him. It's sweet how he thinks his dad can do just about anything.
Whoop!!
I just found out that I finally finished paying off my undergraduate student loan. Literally. Just. Found. Out. Purely by coincidence that I found out too or I would've just kept right on sending payments every month without realizing. I think my loans may have automatically gone into deferment the first time I enrolled in grad school so I'm sure I missed out on paying at least for a semester or two, but I started paying again once I realized what had happened. My point is that I've been sending my little $40 to whomever for almost as long as I can remember. Well, knowing what many of you know about my memory, it probably is as long as I remember and then some, haha.
Our New Life
Just thought it was time for me to actually say something about our new lives rather than writing outdated stuff. A few posts back, I wrote that our beloved dog Sunshine was killed while staying at my parents' house. I still miss that dummy, and I know the kids do too. They both still talk about him at random times throughout our days. The good news is that Grandma T just got the kids a new puppy. The bad news is that it is going to take the better part of a year to get this puppy remotely close to being as well-trained as Sunshine was. Still, I'm excited to meet the little guy. He's staying with Grandma T until we can pick him up.
Of course, Pumpkin started Kindergarten this year. He had a rough first week. Turns out a little girl at his table teased him all week long about (of all things) his water bottle, and she apparently had all the other girls at their table joining in the teasing too. Probably about all sorts of stupid, inconsequential things, but it mattered to him. I didn't even pick up on it until the weekend. We were at Target, and I started wondering why Pumpkin was being so insistent on getting a new water bottle. When he finally told me, I nearly blew it off as no big deal until he quietly admitted that the girls' teasing made him "feel bad." That week, another little girl told him on the playground that she would only be his friend if he would get a better haircut because his was "dumb" or something like that. WTH?
I miss his old school where we never encountered problems like these. Unlike last year when his class was 90% boys, girls in his class this year far outnumber the boys so I'm starting to wonder whether all this drama is because of the girls (y'know, a girl thing). From where I'm standing, it sure seems to be. I asked his teacher to move Pumpkin away from the mean girl and place him at a table with at least one other boy. She did, and he seems a lot happier now...even though it turns out he's now at the table with the girl from the playground. {sigh} Thankfully, she doesn't seem to bother him as much though he still says she's not that nice.
Every so often, I ask about the other little girl, and he says that he never talks to her, even on the playground. My goal now is to get him to understand that he can still be nice to that little girl even if she isn't nice herself.
Of course, Pumpkin started Kindergarten this year. He had a rough first week. Turns out a little girl at his table teased him all week long about (of all things) his water bottle, and she apparently had all the other girls at their table joining in the teasing too. Probably about all sorts of stupid, inconsequential things, but it mattered to him. I didn't even pick up on it until the weekend. We were at Target, and I started wondering why Pumpkin was being so insistent on getting a new water bottle. When he finally told me, I nearly blew it off as no big deal until he quietly admitted that the girls' teasing made him "feel bad." That week, another little girl told him on the playground that she would only be his friend if he would get a better haircut because his was "dumb" or something like that. WTH?
I miss his old school where we never encountered problems like these. Unlike last year when his class was 90% boys, girls in his class this year far outnumber the boys so I'm starting to wonder whether all this drama is because of the girls (y'know, a girl thing). From where I'm standing, it sure seems to be. I asked his teacher to move Pumpkin away from the mean girl and place him at a table with at least one other boy. She did, and he seems a lot happier now...even though it turns out he's now at the table with the girl from the playground. {sigh} Thankfully, she doesn't seem to bother him as much though he still says she's not that nice.
Every so often, I ask about the other little girl, and he says that he never talks to her, even on the playground. My goal now is to get him to understand that he can still be nice to that little girl even if she isn't nice herself.
Update(s) Below
I'm slowly but surely going back in time to post "updates" on our move from Denver to Houston. Here in our new house, I'd finally gotten my computer hooked up, Internet going, etc. A couple days later, I decided it was also time to finally upload all the pictures that had been accumulated in our cameras all summer long plus the pictures and videos from my camera phone. As (bad) luck would have it, not 2 days later, my computer experienced a memory fart, and all those beautiful pictures and funny videos were lost forever. I went on facebook to save some of the ones I'd posted there, but it was a fraction of what I lost. Sadly, my absolute favorite videos of Lys and Pumpkin dancing at the local HEB are among the missing. I never sent them to anyone else because the files were too big so the only place they'd existed was on my phone...and now nowhere. Oh well. I'm bummed, but what can one do.
Anyway, if you're tuning in now, please scroll down and start where our countdown to Houston begins. That's where I'm doing most of my updating these days. Soon, I may even actually start posting current stuff. ;)
Anyway, if you're tuning in now, please scroll down and start where our countdown to Houston begins. That's where I'm doing most of my updating these days. Soon, I may even actually start posting current stuff. ;)
Day 60: Moving to Texas
We closed on our new house today! Pumpkin is very excited about it, and we're all looking forward to finally settling down again. Sadly, we'll be doing so without our constant companion Sunshine. He was involved in a very unfortunate incident at mom's house and died while we were in Houston for our closing appointment.
Pumpkin handled the news surprisingly well...leading me to believe that he really didn't get it. I fully expect him to bring it up again at many random moments to come. We'll likely look for another dog sometime after we've fully settled into our new house, but Sunshine was one-of-a-kind and will be sorely missed by the kids and by us. :(
Pumpkin handled the news surprisingly well...leading me to believe that he really didn't get it. I fully expect him to bring it up again at many random moments to come. We'll likely look for another dog sometime after we've fully settled into our new house, but Sunshine was one-of-a-kind and will be sorely missed by the kids and by us. :(
Day 40: Visit from our Friends
Day 6: Cooking Class
We arrived in Texas and hit the ground running! The girls were signed up for a cooking class so I signed Pumpkin up to go with them. He wasn't the minimum age for the class, but I figured he could handle it. Plus, his older cousins would be there to help him out if necessary.
The girls told me later that an older boy was teasing Pumpkin on their 1st day, but they "took care" of the problem. Hehehehe. It's nice having someone watching out for you. ;)
The girls told me later that an older boy was teasing Pumpkin on their 1st day, but they "took care" of the problem. Hehehehe. It's nice having someone watching out for you. ;)
Day 2: Moving to Texas
Sep 29, 2010: As promised, here are more pictures of that weird floating contraption we saw in Pueblo.
Day 1 of Leaving Colorado: The Countdown to Houston Begins
We're Movin' Out
After a month of madness and mayhem, the movers arrived to pack up our stuff and lug it off. In a span of 3 days, everything that had made our house a home was gone leaving only an empty shell behind. And our cars, which we weren't moving to Texas right away. It was weird. Much weirder than it felt when we left Houston. I think knowing that we would definitely never be moving back to Denver contributed to the general feeling of weirdness...and overall sadness.
That weekend, we had a farewell party with our mom's/play group. I'd started the playgroup when we first arrived in Denver, and since group activity was no longer what it had been when our kids were younger, and we were leaving, I'd decided it was time to pull the plug. So, the farewell party was as much for the group as it was for us.
Back in the Saddle Again
We've been back in Colorado since Mother's Day. We flew back, and our trip went surprisingly well. The last time I flew anywhere with the kids, Giggles went on as a "lap child," and she was squirmy and restless and kicking the seat in front of us the entire flight. Since she does very well in her car seat, I thought that it might help for her to have her own seat on the airplane too so I elected to buy her a ticket rather than take her on as a "lap child" this time. Of course, taking a car seat on board meant I'd have to lug it around with us during our layover at DFW. It was going to be worth it in my opinion. It didn't even matter that the bathrooms nearest our gate at DFW were closed for repairs or that I had to tote said car seat and a full backpack while pushing Giggles in her stroller past 20 gates to get to the next closest bathrooms when Pumpkin suddenly announced at lunch that he had to go potty. And never mind that I ended up changing Giggles' diaper in the airport lounge because I was afraid to take too long at said bathroom in case our flight left without us. In the end, all that hassle was well worth it because both kids behaved impeccably during our flights. In fact, they earned praise all around from flight attendants and passengers alike, and they were even given a couple of fabric sticker airline wings as a prize for their good behavior when we arrived at DIA. Sure, her seat cost me an extra $300, and I still haven't regained feeling in my left arm from holding a car seat aloft while jogging through the cavernous DFW airport. But I'd do it again in a heartbeat!
Anyway, once home, Pumpkin jumped right back into school, and life has kinda sorta gotten back to normal for the time being. Yesterday, Pumpkin had an appointment at the Children's Hospital Dental Clinic to repair half of the approximately 9 cavities he'd been diagnosed with at his last dental check-up. He was given a sedative called Versed, which was supposed to relax him as well as cause him not to feel or even remember any pain. Well, it didn't work. The doctor told us that Pumpkin behaved well and was very cooperative during his procedure, but when we got home, Pumpkin was able to recall everything that had happened including that he had been in so much pain that he nearly cried. My poor baby! Did I mention that Pumpkin tends to be a bit high strung. Most likely, he was too anxious during the procedure for the medicine to work properly. And, he still has to return for the 2nd half of the procedure in a few months. Hmm, guess we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
For now, we're gonna concentrate on wrapping things up at home. Pumpkin's last day of class is on Thursday, and his end-of-year program takes place on Friday. The movers arrive the following Wednesday to start packing up our belongings then return on Friday to pack up the trucks and head out to Houston. "It" is getting closer, and I still haven't given myself permission to think too hard about leaving. Soon.
Anyway, once home, Pumpkin jumped right back into school, and life has kinda sorta gotten back to normal for the time being. Yesterday, Pumpkin had an appointment at the Children's Hospital Dental Clinic to repair half of the approximately 9 cavities he'd been diagnosed with at his last dental check-up. He was given a sedative called Versed, which was supposed to relax him as well as cause him not to feel or even remember any pain. Well, it didn't work. The doctor told us that Pumpkin behaved well and was very cooperative during his procedure, but when we got home, Pumpkin was able to recall everything that had happened including that he had been in so much pain that he nearly cried. My poor baby! Did I mention that Pumpkin tends to be a bit high strung. Most likely, he was too anxious during the procedure for the medicine to work properly. And, he still has to return for the 2nd half of the procedure in a few months. Hmm, guess we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
For now, we're gonna concentrate on wrapping things up at home. Pumpkin's last day of class is on Thursday, and his end-of-year program takes place on Friday. The movers arrive the following Wednesday to start packing up our belongings then return on Friday to pack up the trucks and head out to Houston. "It" is getting closer, and I still haven't given myself permission to think too hard about leaving. Soon.
Welcome Back, Kiddies
Surprisingly, when I asked Pumpkin if he wanted to go back to Colorado and return to school, he said yes. I'd have bet money that he would've elected to stay in Texas and be with his cousins until we actually "moved" to Texas. I would've lost. Anyway, I was glad that he wanted to return because he was able to spend some time with his friends before we had to go for good.
Shortly after we arrived back in Colorado, it snowed! It wasn't quite enough to go sledding, but I made sure to take the kids outside to play since we are not likely to have an opportunity like this again once we move. We didn't see any of our friends right away, but we ran into a few of them at a community fair we attended in nearby Beacon Point so that was nice. Thinking about it now, I suppose the reason we didn't immediately jump back into things (or call any of our friends) was partly because I felt a bit weird that we were only going to be seeing everyone just to say goodbye. As stated so eloquently in "The Gilmore Girls" (and I'm paraphrasing) there's nothing good about goodbyes. They should be called badbyes!"
Shortly after we arrived back in Colorado, it snowed! It wasn't quite enough to go sledding, but I made sure to take the kids outside to play since we are not likely to have an opportunity like this again once we move. We didn't see any of our friends right away, but we ran into a few of them at a community fair we attended in nearby Beacon Point so that was nice. Thinking about it now, I suppose the reason we didn't immediately jump back into things (or call any of our friends) was partly because I felt a bit weird that we were only going to be seeing everyone just to say goodbye. As stated so eloquently in "The Gilmore Girls" (and I'm paraphrasing) there's nothing good about goodbyes. They should be called badbyes!"
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| In honor of our upcoming move, we celebrated by eating Texas-shaped sandwiches. |
The Low Down
It's been nearly 3 weeks since we arrived in Texas for our quarterly month-long visit. I haven't posted much because it seems that we haven't really done all that much, but in fact, we're "going" from morning to night, mostly staying busy playing, going out, or just hanging around with the gang.
Pumpkin mostly hangs out at his cousin D's house all day, every day, M-F. I finally just started leaving his bike there so I wouldn't have to keep toting it back and forth everyday from "our" house to theirs. One fine day during our 1st week here, I took the 3 kids (my 2 & D) to the lakeside park in D's neighborhood. Being a weekday, the park was pretty much deserted, which was both eerie and cool. The boys really wanted to go down to the lake to throw rocks, and of course, Giggles being Giggles, she walked right into the lake up to her knees just because she could, haha.
Last week, I drove to San Antonio to attend a librarian conference with my sister and her librarian buddies. I'd heard her talk about these conferences before, and here was this great opportunity for me to finally go to one too. Whoop! Neither kids nor rain nor...more rain was going to keep me from the conference.
Bonus! ~> Not only was I able to crash with the ladies' in their hotel room(s), but one of my sister's friends was also able to snag me a free admission pass for the conference from one of their vendors. Whoop whoop! I had a lot of fun hanging out with my sister and her friends, and I made off with some EXCELLENT free books and loot! And, I even got to take a picture with Super Scholastic Girl, hehe.
Bonus! ~> Not only was I able to crash with the ladies' in their hotel room(s), but one of my sister's friends was also able to snag me a free admission pass for the conference from one of their vendors. Whoop whoop! I had a lot of fun hanging out with my sister and her friends, and I made off with some EXCELLENT free books and loot! And, I even got to take a picture with Super Scholastic Girl, hehe.
This weekend, Lis and her fam are headed back to S.A. for another dance competition. I don't think we'll join them there either. I'd kinda like to, but I understand hotels are sold out because of Fiesta. There's a hay ride or something going on in town this weekend, a fund-raiser for autism. Perhaps we'll do that instead.
Anyway, in other news, QT was recently promoted within his company, and we are moving back to Texas! Yee-haw and Whoop-de-doo!! Pumpkin is thrilled...as are all his cousins (about the move, I don't think they even realize it's tied to a job promotion, haha). QT and I are pretty excited too. We always planned to return, and it's much better when someone else picks up the tab. ;)
Even more exciting is watching Giggles continue expanding her repertoire of words and signs and just learning more each day. It turns out...she...likes...to..dress up! Beautiful Grandma bought her a new outfit with a flouncy skirt, and Giggles immediately had me put it on her...along with about half a dozen hair bows, haha! And the other night, she was crying but was instantly placated when B.G. offered to paint her fingernails, haha. Oh my!
Test Posts from Texas
Pumpkin is LOVING this blanket of the Texas flag! We've already requested one of our own from Grandpoo, who bought this one.And this one was not taken in Texas. It was taken shortly before we left Colorado. This is a picture of Giggles' first time ever riding in a "big girl" car seat.
Easter with Friends
Thought I didn't post any pictures or blog about it, last year, we celebrated Easter with our good friends (let's call them the Rrrs). The Rrrs accompanied us to the Colorado Railroad Museum for a train ride and egg hunt a week before Easter then came over to our house on Easter Sunday for a lovely lunch and an indoor egg hunt (b/c it was actually too rainy to go outside). This year, we, once again, met up with the Rrrs for an Easter outing...this time with my mom's Bible study group. Each of the moms pitched in some Easter eggs and yummy treats for lunch, and we all had a wonderful time. The day was beautiful so we hung around at the park for hours. Needless to say, the kids had a blast (and were nice and exhausted by the time we got back home).
And The Hits Just Keep Coming
Before I go any further, I'll go back a bit and tell you about some of the things they've gone through since Avery's diagnosis. For starters, the entire family came down with H1N1 for which they had to take Tamiflu, which is unbelievably expensive. They've also had to deal with bronchitis and strep, and they were unable to spend last Thanksgiving with their family because of a case of mono. Both Avery and her older sister Emily were wearing casts on their legs at one point because of injuries received in separate incidents. Melissa's mother, who has been helpful and instrumental in the way only loving grandmothers can be, fell and broke her hip, was hospitalized, was diagnosed with ovarian cancer, underwent surgery, was hospitalized again, etc. Meanwhile, Kelvin (Avery's dad) had to take a job out of state because he couldn't find enough work here so my friend Melissa was left alone to care for their 4 kids, take Avery to the hospital for her treatments, and even help care for her mom, who lives about an hour away. Even their fairly new dishwasher broke down and had to be replaced! Talk about bad luck...this is country song bad!
As I said, the hits just keep coming. The latest: Their home was burglarized! Three nights ago while the family was at home sleeping in their rooms, these brazen thieves broke a window in Kelvin's truck, used his remote to open the garage door, entered my friend's home, and made off with thousands of dollars worth of tools and Melissa's purse, which had her ID, ATM card, cell phone, Avery's prescription card, the babies' WIC checks, and all their April grocery money! The bastard scum went into little Avery's room where she slept and even raided the family's freezer and stole their roast beast!
The problem now, of course, is that Kelvin is unable to work without his tools, and there is no telling what the insurance company is going to cover or how the family is going to get by in the meantime. I thank God that no one was harmed....though I'm left to wonder why bad things keep happening to this wonderful family and hope and pray that this will be it for them for the rest of their natural lives...and also that they win the lottery. :)
I'm reposting the slideshow from November in case any of you would like to do something to help my good friends and need to know where to send your donations.
(Here's the slideshow. To see the full screen, click on the little square within a square below the video.)
P.S. If any of you know Oprah, please ask her to give me a call so we can chat about the Spicers. ;)
Midnight and All is Well
A couple of weeks ago, we held a small gathering at our house to celebrate QT's birthday. No jello shots this time, but there were still plenty of laughs to be had by all. Unfortunately, as our guests started leaving, one of the kids started coughing...a croupy kind of cough. Nooo!
I called my friend a few days later to ask after her daughter, and it turns out the girl, who suffers from chronic respiratory problems, was put on steroids and missed about a week of school due to that virus. That very evening, Pumpkin started up with a croupy cough of his own. Even though it was just a mild case of croup (cough, runny nose, hoarse voice, but no fever), I kept him home from school the next two days to be on the safe side. He seemed fine by Saturday so he and his dad went out to visit the model train store, have lunch, and just enjoy some guy time together. I guess somewhere along the way, Pumpkin must've been exposed to an allergen because, that evening during dinner, his left ear suddenly started getting red and swollen. It was also hot to the touch, and Pumpkin complained that it hurt when I touched it. Then, just as suddenly, it went away! So we gave him a bath, loaded him up with Zyrtec, and put him to bed, same as any other night. A few hours later, at around dawn, he started coughing terribly then he sprang up in bed crying and gasping and grabbing at his mouth.
As luck would have it...or perhaps by God's good graces, I'd decided to have him sleep with me in my room so that I could keep an eye on him so I woke up as soon as he did. I'd also (again, by sheer luck or what-have-you) read up on the latest in croup treatment after we'd put the kids to bed so I knew exactly what to do. I "calmly" gathered him up and ran downstairs and out the front door with him to breathe in the cold air, which is what the "experts" said was the best thing to do (one study found that hot bathroom steam didn't work very well after all). And don't worry, he didn't get resfriado. We didn't actually stand around outside in our pajamas. I held the door open, and we sat on the sill, and I covered Pumpkin with my coat, which fit like a full-size Snuggie only warmer.
Once he was all nice and medicated and breathing easier, I noticed that his left eye was swollen and puffy. Was it mere coincidence that it was on the same side as the ear that had swollen the night before? I think not! Might this weird recurring allergy have something to do with the sudden worsening of his previously mild croup? In my reading, I came across something known as spasmodic croup, which is a recurring fever-less croup that appears to be triggered by allergies. It seems odd that I hadn't heard of this before, but it seems to fit.
So Pumpkin missed school again on Monday and then again on Tuesday because I'd kinda sorta re-injured my back when I carried him down the stairs. And then on Wednesday, which was to be his last day of school and the day of his classroom Easter party, school was cancelled on account of snow. Darn!
You'll be glad to hear that Pumpkin is doing better. In fact, we all are. I haven't yet attempted to go anywhere with the kids that might require any heavy lifting of strollers or pulling of loaded wagons, etc. Perhaps tomorrow when the weather is nicer, we'll try leaving the house. Or not. Whatever.
In other news this month, we visited the Zoo, celebrated QT's actual birthday, went to the park, and played with mice and dogs. Here are some pictures for you to enjoy.
I called my friend a few days later to ask after her daughter, and it turns out the girl, who suffers from chronic respiratory problems, was put on steroids and missed about a week of school due to that virus. That very evening, Pumpkin started up with a croupy cough of his own. Even though it was just a mild case of croup (cough, runny nose, hoarse voice, but no fever), I kept him home from school the next two days to be on the safe side. He seemed fine by Saturday so he and his dad went out to visit the model train store, have lunch, and just enjoy some guy time together. I guess somewhere along the way, Pumpkin must've been exposed to an allergen because, that evening during dinner, his left ear suddenly started getting red and swollen. It was also hot to the touch, and Pumpkin complained that it hurt when I touched it. Then, just as suddenly, it went away! So we gave him a bath, loaded him up with Zyrtec, and put him to bed, same as any other night. A few hours later, at around dawn, he started coughing terribly then he sprang up in bed crying and gasping and grabbing at his mouth.
As luck would have it...or perhaps by God's good graces, I'd decided to have him sleep with me in my room so that I could keep an eye on him so I woke up as soon as he did. I'd also (again, by sheer luck or what-have-you) read up on the latest in croup treatment after we'd put the kids to bed so I knew exactly what to do. I "calmly" gathered him up and ran downstairs and out the front door with him to breathe in the cold air, which is what the "experts" said was the best thing to do (one study found that hot bathroom steam didn't work very well after all). And don't worry, he didn't get resfriado. We didn't actually stand around outside in our pajamas. I held the door open, and we sat on the sill, and I covered Pumpkin with my coat, which fit like a full-size Snuggie only warmer.
Once he was all nice and medicated and breathing easier, I noticed that his left eye was swollen and puffy. Was it mere coincidence that it was on the same side as the ear that had swollen the night before? I think not! Might this weird recurring allergy have something to do with the sudden worsening of his previously mild croup? In my reading, I came across something known as spasmodic croup, which is a recurring fever-less croup that appears to be triggered by allergies. It seems odd that I hadn't heard of this before, but it seems to fit.
So Pumpkin missed school again on Monday and then again on Tuesday because I'd kinda sorta re-injured my back when I carried him down the stairs. And then on Wednesday, which was to be his last day of school and the day of his classroom Easter party, school was cancelled on account of snow. Darn!
You'll be glad to hear that Pumpkin is doing better. In fact, we all are. I haven't yet attempted to go anywhere with the kids that might require any heavy lifting of strollers or pulling of loaded wagons, etc. Perhaps tomorrow when the weather is nicer, we'll try leaving the house. Or not. Whatever.
In other news this month, we visited the Zoo, celebrated QT's actual birthday, went to the park, and played with mice and dogs. Here are some pictures for you to enjoy.
Boo Boo
When I walked into Giggles' room this morning, she covered her eyes with her hands and said "Boo Boo" (as in Peek-a-boo). She often starts the p-a-b game when I walk in to greet her in the mornings, but since she couldn't say it for herself, she'd wait for me to say peek-a-boo before uncovering her eyes. Today marked the first time that she's ever actually said "peek-a-boo" to me, and it was sooo cute.
She's talking more and more every day. She says teta (bottle), Sunshine, Dada, Mama, No, Drink, Sit, papa (eat), ball, bowl, cat, bird, fish, thank you, and more. She's still working on getting Pumpkin's name, but she tries. It's sounding better and better.
Last week, we ran into a photographer friend at the park, and he snapped these beautiful pictures of Giggles playing on the slide. I think he captured her personality well in the pictures, but especially so in the one of her crinkling her nose and gnashing her teeth (below). That's totally her! I'm just glad she wasn't wearing her usual attire of dirty food-covered clothing that day, haha.
In less happy boo-boo related news, I decided, on the spur of the moment, to take the kids and meet up with some fellow moms and their kids for dinner at our local Chick-Fil-A last night. As I was tidying up the kitchen before leaving, I accidentally smashed Giggles' finger with the refrigerator door. Augh! At first, she was shaking and kicking and could barely make a sound, but when she got her lungs back, oh man, did she let loose! My poor little baby. Wah!!! As I rocked her and calmed her down, I started wondering whether we should just stay home after all. I bandaged her little finger up where it was bleeding and convinced myself that we should go ahead as planned. Then, just as we were walking out the door, Pumpkin inadvertently poked his eye with a toy he was holding and, of course, started to cry. Oh my gosh....I'm heaving a big ole sigh just thinking about last night's misadventures. What a weird night. I seriously wondered whether God or the Universe was trying to keep me home last night, ha ha.
BTW, you'll be happy to hear that her injured finger looks great today as does Pumpkin's eye (that was doubly injured yesterday, but that's another story).
She's talking more and more every day. She says teta (bottle), Sunshine, Dada, Mama, No, Drink, Sit, papa (eat), ball, bowl, cat, bird, fish, thank you, and more. She's still working on getting Pumpkin's name, but she tries. It's sounding better and better.
Last week, we ran into a photographer friend at the park, and he snapped these beautiful pictures of Giggles playing on the slide. I think he captured her personality well in the pictures, but especially so in the one of her crinkling her nose and gnashing her teeth (below). That's totally her! I'm just glad she wasn't wearing her usual attire of dirty food-covered clothing that day, haha.
In less happy boo-boo related news, I decided, on the spur of the moment, to take the kids and meet up with some fellow moms and their kids for dinner at our local Chick-Fil-A last night. As I was tidying up the kitchen before leaving, I accidentally smashed Giggles' finger with the refrigerator door. Augh! At first, she was shaking and kicking and could barely make a sound, but when she got her lungs back, oh man, did she let loose! My poor little baby. Wah!!! As I rocked her and calmed her down, I started wondering whether we should just stay home after all. I bandaged her little finger up where it was bleeding and convinced myself that we should go ahead as planned. Then, just as we were walking out the door, Pumpkin inadvertently poked his eye with a toy he was holding and, of course, started to cry. Oh my gosh....I'm heaving a big ole sigh just thinking about last night's misadventures. What a weird night. I seriously wondered whether God or the Universe was trying to keep me home last night, ha ha.
BTW, you'll be happy to hear that her injured finger looks great today as does Pumpkin's eye (that was doubly injured yesterday, but that's another story).
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