Evangeline is really good with names. Like, really really good. I'm pretty sure that there are adults at our church who could identify fewer people by name than Evangeline can and she's two. Not knocking FBC Marion in any way. It's a super sweet congregation with tons of fellowship and love for one another. And, Evangeline knows almost everyone.
So, it was only a matter of time before she started calling Drew, "Brother Drew." I think it's hilarious. Drew hates it. She also calls him just plain ole "Drew" but in a condescending kinda voice that sounds a lot like me. Not sure where she picked up on that. :)
In slightly related news, I was brushing Evangeline's teeth earlier and she started to have a total meltdown. As in screaming and trying to bite me. I looked down and was using Trey's toothbrush. Ooops! Now she knows how it feels as I've chased her around the house with my toothbrush in her mouth on more than one occasion.
Trey just said, "Edy" very clearly. I'm thrilled. Drew, not as much. He could definitely do without that cat and isn't crazy about how big of cat lovers his two children are turning into. They have Snowden in there blood, after all.
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Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Cuddle-Free Zone
Every day I am amazed at the differences in my two children. Evangeline was walking at one year almost as well as she does now. While Trey took his first steps two months ago, he still won't take more than about six steps at a time before he decides he'd rather just crawl. I'm pretty sure that Trey says more words at almost one than Evangeline did when she was his age. He can clearly say Mama, Dada, Blue Bell, ball, Edy, and his favorite, "Uh oh." I've also heard him say "Hey" and "Thank you" a few times. Who knows when he'll catch on to "Evangeline."
Their sleep behaviors are what make me laugh the most. Trey is a snuggler. He loves his monkey blanket more than anything. We just set up his "Scout" that he technically got for Christmas today, so I placed it in bed with him tonight (the first time he's ever had a stuffed animal in bed with him other than the monkey blanket). He snuggled right up to it, with his arm curled around his monkey blanket. So sweet.
Evangeline, in contrast, does NOT like stuffed animals in bed with her. Earlier tonight she was playing and put a few baby dolls in her bed and covered them up. When Daddy tucked her in he left the baby dolls in bed. A few minutes later we heard her crying. I sneaked up to her door to listen and heard her say, "Get out, baby!" followed by a loud THUD. Her bed is a cuddle-free zone for sure!
Drew just asked what I was blogging about. I told him "the differences in our children." He pointed out that one's a boy and one's a girl. Thanks, honey! I'm sure that the gender difference will become a factor in the years to come as well!
Their sleep behaviors are what make me laugh the most. Trey is a snuggler. He loves his monkey blanket more than anything. We just set up his "Scout" that he technically got for Christmas today, so I placed it in bed with him tonight (the first time he's ever had a stuffed animal in bed with him other than the monkey blanket). He snuggled right up to it, with his arm curled around his monkey blanket. So sweet.
Evangeline, in contrast, does NOT like stuffed animals in bed with her. Earlier tonight she was playing and put a few baby dolls in her bed and covered them up. When Daddy tucked her in he left the baby dolls in bed. A few minutes later we heard her crying. I sneaked up to her door to listen and heard her say, "Get out, baby!" followed by a loud THUD. Her bed is a cuddle-free zone for sure!
Drew just asked what I was blogging about. I told him "the differences in our children." He pointed out that one's a boy and one's a girl. Thanks, honey! I'm sure that the gender difference will become a factor in the years to come as well!
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Jackson Trip
We had a really great weekend visiting my dad (Granddaddy Snow Snow, or otherwise know as simply "Snow Snow" or "No No" or even "Nos Snow") at his condo in Jackson. Our primary purpose in going was to attend the first ever Speaker of the House/Lieutenant Governor's Easter Egg Hunt, but we also wanted to squeeze in a few fun things, as well.
Friday evening me, my mom, and my kids headed to Jackson. We met dad at Jason's Deli and I was reminded of how much I like that place. It always makes me think of Waco, and my friends Dayna and Kevin (who just moved to China!) for some reason. I guess we ate there a lot. I liked it because it was Weight Watchers friendly. Trey liked it because there were crackers on the salad bar. Evangeline, of course, liked the ice cream.
I had a pretty rough night at the condo, which was to be expected. I just don't enjoy sharing a room with either of my children ever. Trey was in the pack n play next to me and coughed and fidgeted ALL NIGHT LONG. I eventually moved to the couch, then back to the bedroom b/c Trey was crying and I had to nurse, then to tuck Evangeline back in, then back to the couch, back to tuck Evangeline in, back to the bedroom. That's what I mean by 'rough night.' I heard Evangeline and my mom up pretty early and then later discovered that Evangeline had escaped her pack n play in the office (which was also to be expected) and was kinda roaming around my dad's condo.
Both kids enjoyed exploring the place, so much so that I was eager to get them outta there as quickly as possible! Dad and I took the kids to the zoo, while mom ran a few errands. My dad has a zoo pass, so we hope to go there a lot this summer. This time last year my mom and I took Evangeline to the zoo. I have to say that I had a much easier time this year. Last year I was eight months pregnant and walking around took a lot out of me. It was much easier now that the baby is out!
Evangeline had fun, but did seem to act a little afraid of some of the animals. Mainly the monkeys. She also did not like the Tamirs and the Wart Hogs (they weren't quite wart hogs, but they were some kinda hoggy things). Maybe they just got too close to the fence for her and she's afraid they would get her? She LOVED the alligators and was thrilled to see four baby gators swimming in the pond. She also really liked the flamingos.
Trey was super easy going. He enjoyed looking at the turtles and the giraffes the best. It was so funny seeing his face when he first saw the giraffe.
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Poor Evangeline tripped over Snow Snow's foot and got her first real scraped knee. And, eleven hours later, it is still a big deal. She freaked out at bath time when it got wet. Poor baby.
We met Carrie for lunch at Mazzio's which was fun except that I was not going to pay $9.99 for a buffet when all I wanted was two pieces of pizza even if it did come with a drink and even if Evangeline did get to eat free. So, I ordered a small pizza for $6.00. No problem except that it took forever for them to bring it to me. Being on a diet is miserable to start with but being on a diet and having to sit and watch other people eat pizza while patiently waiting for your food is really bad. My mom was finished and ready to go before mine ever came. :( The price I pay to diet. I told my mom that I got a Bravo star at Weight Watchers for going to Christy's wedding last week and not eating any cake and she said that she'd MUCH rather have a piece of wedding cake than a Bravo star. Supportive, huh?
We were afraid that the wait at Mazzio's would make us late for the egg hunt, but we showed up in plenty of time. It was a very nice event with fun jumps, face painting, an Easter bunny, real bunnies to take pictures with, and yummy snacks. Evangeline loved holding the little bunny and Trey enjoyed his first ever cupcake (or the icing, at least).
When it came time to hunt the eggs, Evangeline was a little bratty. She went around picking up the eggs, opening them, and then if she didn't want what was inside, she just threw it back down. I eventually figured out that she was specifically looking for eggs that contained skittles.
My children blessed me with a quiet ride on the way home and we arrived just in time for our Sunday school grill-out party that was, yes, at our house. I am super thankful to my wonderful wonderful wonderful (hi, honey!) husband who got everything ready while I was gone. When I asked him if we could go to Jackson, he was practically giddy responding yes. He enjoyed the weekend by having a Friday night steak and then playing tennis with Corrie Saturday morning.
I had so much fun having our friends over! I am very thankful for all the friendships we have made here in Marion! I am already looking forward to the next time we all get together for Italian night!
Praying for a good night's sleep tonight! At least Trey is down the hall and both my kids are pretty worn out.
Friday evening me, my mom, and my kids headed to Jackson. We met dad at Jason's Deli and I was reminded of how much I like that place. It always makes me think of Waco, and my friends Dayna and Kevin (who just moved to China!) for some reason. I guess we ate there a lot. I liked it because it was Weight Watchers friendly. Trey liked it because there were crackers on the salad bar. Evangeline, of course, liked the ice cream.
I had a pretty rough night at the condo, which was to be expected. I just don't enjoy sharing a room with either of my children ever. Trey was in the pack n play next to me and coughed and fidgeted ALL NIGHT LONG. I eventually moved to the couch, then back to the bedroom b/c Trey was crying and I had to nurse, then to tuck Evangeline back in, then back to the couch, back to tuck Evangeline in, back to the bedroom. That's what I mean by 'rough night.' I heard Evangeline and my mom up pretty early and then later discovered that Evangeline had escaped her pack n play in the office (which was also to be expected) and was kinda roaming around my dad's condo.
Both kids enjoyed exploring the place, so much so that I was eager to get them outta there as quickly as possible! Dad and I took the kids to the zoo, while mom ran a few errands. My dad has a zoo pass, so we hope to go there a lot this summer. This time last year my mom and I took Evangeline to the zoo. I have to say that I had a much easier time this year. Last year I was eight months pregnant and walking around took a lot out of me. It was much easier now that the baby is out!
Evangeline had fun, but did seem to act a little afraid of some of the animals. Mainly the monkeys. She also did not like the Tamirs and the Wart Hogs (they weren't quite wart hogs, but they were some kinda hoggy things). Maybe they just got too close to the fence for her and she's afraid they would get her? She LOVED the alligators and was thrilled to see four baby gators swimming in the pond. She also really liked the flamingos.
Trey was super easy going. He enjoyed looking at the turtles and the giraffes the best. It was so funny seeing his face when he first saw the giraffe.
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Poor Evangeline tripped over Snow Snow's foot and got her first real scraped knee. And, eleven hours later, it is still a big deal. She freaked out at bath time when it got wet. Poor baby.
We met Carrie for lunch at Mazzio's which was fun except that I was not going to pay $9.99 for a buffet when all I wanted was two pieces of pizza even if it did come with a drink and even if Evangeline did get to eat free. So, I ordered a small pizza for $6.00. No problem except that it took forever for them to bring it to me. Being on a diet is miserable to start with but being on a diet and having to sit and watch other people eat pizza while patiently waiting for your food is really bad. My mom was finished and ready to go before mine ever came. :( The price I pay to diet. I told my mom that I got a Bravo star at Weight Watchers for going to Christy's wedding last week and not eating any cake and she said that she'd MUCH rather have a piece of wedding cake than a Bravo star. Supportive, huh?
We were afraid that the wait at Mazzio's would make us late for the egg hunt, but we showed up in plenty of time. It was a very nice event with fun jumps, face painting, an Easter bunny, real bunnies to take pictures with, and yummy snacks. Evangeline loved holding the little bunny and Trey enjoyed his first ever cupcake (or the icing, at least).
When it came time to hunt the eggs, Evangeline was a little bratty. She went around picking up the eggs, opening them, and then if she didn't want what was inside, she just threw it back down. I eventually figured out that she was specifically looking for eggs that contained skittles.
My children blessed me with a quiet ride on the way home and we arrived just in time for our Sunday school grill-out party that was, yes, at our house. I am super thankful to my wonderful wonderful wonderful (hi, honey!) husband who got everything ready while I was gone. When I asked him if we could go to Jackson, he was practically giddy responding yes. He enjoyed the weekend by having a Friday night steak and then playing tennis with Corrie Saturday morning.
I had so much fun having our friends over! I am very thankful for all the friendships we have made here in Marion! I am already looking forward to the next time we all get together for Italian night!
Praying for a good night's sleep tonight! At least Trey is down the hall and both my kids are pretty worn out.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Things that make me SMH
I have a confession. I am not very up-to-date on the latest text/FB lingo. For a while I would see people make a comment followed by "smh," such as, "Just went outside and it's still raining. SMH." I always intepreted that to mean, "Just went outside and it's still raining smmmmuh" cause I had no clue what smh stood for. Finally, I googled it and aha, it means "shaking my head." Makes sense. Hopefully I have enlightened someone who has also been wondering what that means!
Living with a two year old there are a lot of things that she does that cause me to "shake my head." For the past three days she has been asking to wear her "kitty shirt." Technically, her kitty shirt is a Valentine's shirt, but since it's still February (til tomorrow! Happy Leap Year) we have continued wearing it. The past three days I've had to explain that she couldn't wear the kitty shirt because it was dirty. Yesterday I did laundry, so today I said, "Evangeline! Guess what! You get to wear your kitty shirt today." She burst into tears and said, "kitty shirt DIRTY! No No DIRTY." I finally got her to calm down so that I could explain that I washed it and it was now CLEAN! SMH....
Often we have a breakdown in communication, but sometimes the things Evangeline says are perfectly clear and I'm just not listening. At lunch today she said, "Mama! Blue Bell spaghetti nose!" I turned around to see that, yep, Blue Bell did in fact have a piece of spaghetti on her nose. That's what you get for begging too close to a toddler as she eats. The other day Evangeline kept telling me she wanted a "goldfish bowl." I had no clue what she was asking for but later discovered she wanted a bowl of goldfish. One would think that would've been obvious, but she's never referred to goldfish as "goldfish" (it use to just be "shish") and never asked for a bowl of them before. SMH...
The only person in our house more stubborn that Evangeline is her Daddy. I overheard a conversation the other night as they read her Dora Birthday book. Drew: Say, "We did it!" Ev: "I did it!" Drew: "No, WE did it." Ev: I did it! Drew: YOU didn't do it! WE did it. Ev: I did it. (Repeat about 10 times). Drew finally won that battle. SMH....
He also reported to me a battle over peas and meatloaf. Evangeline wanted, "more meat" but Drew told her she had to first eat a pea. She kept pretending to eat a pea. Then, she would put the pea in her mouth, spit it out, and squish it on the table. Finally Drew made her eat a pea. Then, she ate several more peas and no longer wanted any meatloaf! SMH...
Everytime Evangeline sees a capital "E" she says, "Dr. Wilson!" The only thing I can figure out is that she remembers seeing an eye chart in his office. We are going there today for Trey's nine month check-up. Our conversation this morning went something like this" Me: Today we are going to go see Dr. Wilson for Trey! Ev: No! Scary shot! Me: No, you won't need a scary shot! Ev: Sucker? SMH... I am going to notice if they have one of those eye charts, though.
Last night I made a cake for Bible study. I noticed Drew helping himself to a big piece and "got on to him" for eating my Bible study cake. He said that he thought I made it just because. Just because what? Just because I started Weight Watchers this week and decided I'd celebrate by making a cake? Drew said he didn't know it was for Bible study and really didn't care; He was eating a piece anyway. SMH.... By the way, I saved him a piece afterwards and no one cared that a chunk was missing!
I celebrated that Trey is getting his first two teeth this week. No clue why I celebrated because I should've known that it meant several nights of him getting up screaming at 2:00. It's kind of sweet though how he cuddles up next to me. It makes me miss him waking in the middle of the night to nurse (just a little bit). SMH.....
Living with a two year old there are a lot of things that she does that cause me to "shake my head." For the past three days she has been asking to wear her "kitty shirt." Technically, her kitty shirt is a Valentine's shirt, but since it's still February (til tomorrow! Happy Leap Year) we have continued wearing it. The past three days I've had to explain that she couldn't wear the kitty shirt because it was dirty. Yesterday I did laundry, so today I said, "Evangeline! Guess what! You get to wear your kitty shirt today." She burst into tears and said, "kitty shirt DIRTY! No No DIRTY." I finally got her to calm down so that I could explain that I washed it and it was now CLEAN! SMH....
Often we have a breakdown in communication, but sometimes the things Evangeline says are perfectly clear and I'm just not listening. At lunch today she said, "Mama! Blue Bell spaghetti nose!" I turned around to see that, yep, Blue Bell did in fact have a piece of spaghetti on her nose. That's what you get for begging too close to a toddler as she eats. The other day Evangeline kept telling me she wanted a "goldfish bowl." I had no clue what she was asking for but later discovered she wanted a bowl of goldfish. One would think that would've been obvious, but she's never referred to goldfish as "goldfish" (it use to just be "shish") and never asked for a bowl of them before. SMH...
The only person in our house more stubborn that Evangeline is her Daddy. I overheard a conversation the other night as they read her Dora Birthday book. Drew: Say, "We did it!" Ev: "I did it!" Drew: "No, WE did it." Ev: I did it! Drew: YOU didn't do it! WE did it. Ev: I did it. (Repeat about 10 times). Drew finally won that battle. SMH....
He also reported to me a battle over peas and meatloaf. Evangeline wanted, "more meat" but Drew told her she had to first eat a pea. She kept pretending to eat a pea. Then, she would put the pea in her mouth, spit it out, and squish it on the table. Finally Drew made her eat a pea. Then, she ate several more peas and no longer wanted any meatloaf! SMH...
Everytime Evangeline sees a capital "E" she says, "Dr. Wilson!" The only thing I can figure out is that she remembers seeing an eye chart in his office. We are going there today for Trey's nine month check-up. Our conversation this morning went something like this" Me: Today we are going to go see Dr. Wilson for Trey! Ev: No! Scary shot! Me: No, you won't need a scary shot! Ev: Sucker? SMH... I am going to notice if they have one of those eye charts, though.
Last night I made a cake for Bible study. I noticed Drew helping himself to a big piece and "got on to him" for eating my Bible study cake. He said that he thought I made it just because. Just because what? Just because I started Weight Watchers this week and decided I'd celebrate by making a cake? Drew said he didn't know it was for Bible study and really didn't care; He was eating a piece anyway. SMH.... By the way, I saved him a piece afterwards and no one cared that a chunk was missing!
I celebrated that Trey is getting his first two teeth this week. No clue why I celebrated because I should've known that it meant several nights of him getting up screaming at 2:00. It's kind of sweet though how he cuddles up next to me. It makes me miss him waking in the middle of the night to nurse (just a little bit). SMH.....
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Unattended- Poor Trey
For about six weeks now I have been able to let Evangeline and Trey play together in the living room while doing a few things in other parts of the house. Our couches are arranged in such a way that Trey can't escape a confined area and we have a baby gate at the door. For the most part, they have played together well. Evangeline frequently asks if she can, "Play Trey" as soon as she wakes up from her naps. I'll occasionally hear a teeny bit of fighting over a toy (which basically means that Evangeline has snatched something that is HERS out of Trey's mouth) but they have done pretty well for the few minutes at a time that I've left them playing. Until recently.
A couple of days ago I heard Trey crying and went in there to discover that he was chewing on Genesis Chapter 18 from my Bible. Arg. I felt like both a bad mother and a bad Christian. Another time Trey was screaming and Evangeline had him pinned down and was hitting him on the back with a Hello Kitty McDonald's toy. Not sure what that was about, but he did not like it! Well, yesterday I heard Trey let out a LOUD scream and found Evangeline pulling him into the closet by the head. She likes the closet and wanted him to play in there with her, I guess. When I said, "Evangeline!" she just dropped him! Poor baby!
Today was the worst. I was in the bathroom getting ready for church when I heard Trey start wailing loudly. I can definitely tell the difference now between a "she took my toy" yell and a "help me mommy!!!" yell. This was a "help me mommy!" yell and a loud one, at that. Evangeline had unplugged the lamp and had the cord wrapped TWICE around Trey's neck! Thankfully she hadn't pulled it too tight! I'm even more thankful that God gave Trey a good set of lungs!
Drew said he was surprised at all the trouble they get into, what with the few things I have to do other than watch them. I'm worried that our days of leaving them both unattended in the same room have passed for at least a few more months. It's funny/sad because now if I put Trey in the living room with her he'll just sit at the baby gate and cry for me. Poor Trey. One day he'll be able to defend himself. I really don't think she means to hurt him....... She just wants to play! Poor Trey.
A couple of days ago I heard Trey crying and went in there to discover that he was chewing on Genesis Chapter 18 from my Bible. Arg. I felt like both a bad mother and a bad Christian. Another time Trey was screaming and Evangeline had him pinned down and was hitting him on the back with a Hello Kitty McDonald's toy. Not sure what that was about, but he did not like it! Well, yesterday I heard Trey let out a LOUD scream and found Evangeline pulling him into the closet by the head. She likes the closet and wanted him to play in there with her, I guess. When I said, "Evangeline!" she just dropped him! Poor baby!
Today was the worst. I was in the bathroom getting ready for church when I heard Trey start wailing loudly. I can definitely tell the difference now between a "she took my toy" yell and a "help me mommy!!!" yell. This was a "help me mommy!" yell and a loud one, at that. Evangeline had unplugged the lamp and had the cord wrapped TWICE around Trey's neck! Thankfully she hadn't pulled it too tight! I'm even more thankful that God gave Trey a good set of lungs!
Drew said he was surprised at all the trouble they get into, what with the few things I have to do other than watch them. I'm worried that our days of leaving them both unattended in the same room have passed for at least a few more months. It's funny/sad because now if I put Trey in the living room with her he'll just sit at the baby gate and cry for me. Poor Trey. One day he'll be able to defend himself. I really don't think she means to hurt him....... She just wants to play! Poor Trey.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Six month check-up
Today I took Trey for his six month check-up. He has been super fussy the last few days so I was interested in what Dr. Wilson had to say. The verdict: perfectly healthy! Ears were great, motor skills ahead of the game. Very social! Trey impressed everyone by sticking his tongue out and twirling it around- a new trick he's learned recently. He was clearly very proud of himself.
The only thing we (mostly me) were concerned about was his size. Trey was 8lb 4oz when he was born, roughly 75% height and weight, just like Evangeline. He's stayed in the upper range on height and weight at all his other check-ups. At four months he was 95% height and 75% weight. Today, he had only grown 1/4 inch in two months. They measured him three times just to be sure. Finally, the nurses concluded that they must've been off the last time. I hope so. But mamas worry! Also, he was down in weight too, to the 30%. He's 16lb, 12 oz. Evangeline was 17 lb, 2 oz at six months, so it's surprising that he's even smaller than she was. I was always small as a baby and preschooler, and Trey seems to take more after me, so maybe he's just going to be small for his age?
Shots were no fun, as usual. Poor little guy can get SO mad! Now he's sleeping them off. Bless him!
The only thing we (mostly me) were concerned about was his size. Trey was 8lb 4oz when he was born, roughly 75% height and weight, just like Evangeline. He's stayed in the upper range on height and weight at all his other check-ups. At four months he was 95% height and 75% weight. Today, he had only grown 1/4 inch in two months. They measured him three times just to be sure. Finally, the nurses concluded that they must've been off the last time. I hope so. But mamas worry! Also, he was down in weight too, to the 30%. He's 16lb, 12 oz. Evangeline was 17 lb, 2 oz at six months, so it's surprising that he's even smaller than she was. I was always small as a baby and preschooler, and Trey seems to take more after me, so maybe he's just going to be small for his age?
Shots were no fun, as usual. Poor little guy can get SO mad! Now he's sleeping them off. Bless him!
Friday, November 25, 2011
Whatnot Black Friday
This is my version of "Whatnot Wednesday" except that it is occuring on Friday. Is that allowed?
*Yesterday we spent Thanksgiving afternoon at Aunt Pat's and dinner at my mom's. Evangeline's favorite part was seeing all of Uncle Mike's cows. Speaking of cows, she has discovered that our manger scene has a cow in it. I caught her "feeding" the cow earlier with a spoon.
*She also liked playing with my parent's new cat, Denny. Denny is super sweet and very tolerant of her, until she tried to turn his head all the way around.
*While I was taking a bath, I had Evangeline watching Sesame Street in her highchair and coloring in her coloring book. When I returned to the kitchen to check on her, she'd broken a small piece of crayon off and shoved it up her nose. Oops. She kept saying "nose, nose." Thankfully she was able to blow (not suck!) it out.
*I really didn't want to have to wake up Drew to tell him we needed to go to the Emergency Room. He is still tired from waiting 3 hours at Best Buy last night so that we could NOT buy a small TV and Blu-Ray player. It's okay, we didn't need either. They were purchases we considered when moving and decided we'd wait til Black Friday to buy.
*Drew's also still a little ill at me b/c I have lost my house keys. Or Evangeline lost them. Either way they're lost. I had to call him last night when he was almost at Best Buy to come home and let us in. Then, he hid a hide-a-key for me but didn't tell me where he hid it! We came home from shopping today and spent 15 minutes hunting it! (It was in my van, which is really smart!)
*Trey is running a fever that I REALLY hope is teething related. Poor baby! It was 100.5 earlier.
*I made asparagus casserole, a turkey cheese ball, and sweet potatoes for Thanksgiving. The sweet potatoes finally finished cooking today. They were very soupy and no one ate them last night. Everyone in my family said they didn't like sweet potatoes. I asked my mom why we made them then and she said for Sammy and Katie (neither of whom were there last night!). I had some not-as-soupy sweet potatoes for lunch today and they were really good!
*Evangeline just yelled STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!! at a chair.
*Tonight we are going to the Meridian Wildcats game! I am excited! Also excited to hear about the PRC/Picayune game tonight!
*Evangeline doesn't understand the concept of "fake fruit." She climbed on my mom's Thanksgiving table last night to get some plastic grapes and ran behind the counter at Yoo Yoo's today for some plastic oranges.
*I asked Drew earlier, "Do you remember when it was just us? Wasn't that kinda nice?" He said, "I remember when it was just me." Sweet, huh?
It has been a long day already!
*Yesterday we spent Thanksgiving afternoon at Aunt Pat's and dinner at my mom's. Evangeline's favorite part was seeing all of Uncle Mike's cows. Speaking of cows, she has discovered that our manger scene has a cow in it. I caught her "feeding" the cow earlier with a spoon.
*She also liked playing with my parent's new cat, Denny. Denny is super sweet and very tolerant of her, until she tried to turn his head all the way around.
*While I was taking a bath, I had Evangeline watching Sesame Street in her highchair and coloring in her coloring book. When I returned to the kitchen to check on her, she'd broken a small piece of crayon off and shoved it up her nose. Oops. She kept saying "nose, nose." Thankfully she was able to blow (not suck!) it out.
*I really didn't want to have to wake up Drew to tell him we needed to go to the Emergency Room. He is still tired from waiting 3 hours at Best Buy last night so that we could NOT buy a small TV and Blu-Ray player. It's okay, we didn't need either. They were purchases we considered when moving and decided we'd wait til Black Friday to buy.
*Drew's also still a little ill at me b/c I have lost my house keys. Or Evangeline lost them. Either way they're lost. I had to call him last night when he was almost at Best Buy to come home and let us in. Then, he hid a hide-a-key for me but didn't tell me where he hid it! We came home from shopping today and spent 15 minutes hunting it! (It was in my van, which is really smart!)
*Trey is running a fever that I REALLY hope is teething related. Poor baby! It was 100.5 earlier.
*I made asparagus casserole, a turkey cheese ball, and sweet potatoes for Thanksgiving. The sweet potatoes finally finished cooking today. They were very soupy and no one ate them last night. Everyone in my family said they didn't like sweet potatoes. I asked my mom why we made them then and she said for Sammy and Katie (neither of whom were there last night!). I had some not-as-soupy sweet potatoes for lunch today and they were really good!
*Evangeline just yelled STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!! at a chair.
*Tonight we are going to the Meridian Wildcats game! I am excited! Also excited to hear about the PRC/Picayune game tonight!
*Evangeline doesn't understand the concept of "fake fruit." She climbed on my mom's Thanksgiving table last night to get some plastic grapes and ran behind the counter at Yoo Yoo's today for some plastic oranges.
*I asked Drew earlier, "Do you remember when it was just us? Wasn't that kinda nice?" He said, "I remember when it was just me." Sweet, huh?
It has been a long day already!
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
What's going on at our house
Today has been one of those days where we haven't done anything but yet I'm still super tired! Evangeline spent the better half of her morning running things back to our master bathroom shower (aka "Drew's shower"). I finally followed her back there and discovered: an umbrella, pacifier, ear plugs, my diet coke (that I was still drinking on), her sippy cup, and a flashlight. That shower is like her very own clubhouse.
Other than toting stuff back to the shower, Evangeline's new favorite thing to do is "color." Anything that writes is a "color." This includes pens. She went nuts on Monday at Sam's wanting to "color!" while I was signing the receipt. Thankfully, the cashier gave Evangeline a pen and paper so she could color, too. Yesterday I let her "color" with a blue marker while I was working on a poster board for our Fall Fest. Big mistake. She still has some blue left on her after two baths. I would let the child color with her crayons if I could find any of them. I'm pretty sure she threw them down our vents. I have a fear that Ming Ming and about six of our pacifiers are down there, too. Really hoping I'm wrong and these things just "turn up." Yes, I have checked Drew's shower for them.
Trey turned five months old today and celebrated by finally being big enough to pick back at his big sister. He stole her paci right out of her mouth. She screamed and screamed and screamed! That is one way to make Evangeline VERY mad- steal her "Wub Wub." I know I shouldn't have, but I laughed really hard.
Just looked outside and Blue Bell is chewing on another mouse. Edy and another cat are hanging out in the wood pile near the construction site behind our house. That little corner has become quite the popular kitty hang-out!
I just fed Evangeline some cake and peaches which are now ALL OVER THE FLOOR. Maybe I can persuade Blue Bell to give up the mouse for some cake???
Other than toting stuff back to the shower, Evangeline's new favorite thing to do is "color." Anything that writes is a "color." This includes pens. She went nuts on Monday at Sam's wanting to "color!" while I was signing the receipt. Thankfully, the cashier gave Evangeline a pen and paper so she could color, too. Yesterday I let her "color" with a blue marker while I was working on a poster board for our Fall Fest. Big mistake. She still has some blue left on her after two baths. I would let the child color with her crayons if I could find any of them. I'm pretty sure she threw them down our vents. I have a fear that Ming Ming and about six of our pacifiers are down there, too. Really hoping I'm wrong and these things just "turn up." Yes, I have checked Drew's shower for them.
Trey turned five months old today and celebrated by finally being big enough to pick back at his big sister. He stole her paci right out of her mouth. She screamed and screamed and screamed! That is one way to make Evangeline VERY mad- steal her "Wub Wub." I know I shouldn't have, but I laughed really hard.
Just looked outside and Blue Bell is chewing on another mouse. Edy and another cat are hanging out in the wood pile near the construction site behind our house. That little corner has become quite the popular kitty hang-out!
I just fed Evangeline some cake and peaches which are now ALL OVER THE FLOOR. Maybe I can persuade Blue Bell to give up the mouse for some cake???
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Mama's boy
When Trey was first born, Drew and I could not get over how good he was! Seriously, he seemed like the perfect baby. He never cried, slept all the time, and was as cute as could be. I hate to admit it now, but I remember thinking at one point that, "this having two kids thing is going to be easy!" I remember the day I changed my mind on that. We were in Henleyfield packing to move to Marion. Drew had been working all day at the church and I was home alone with both kids trying to pack boxes. Trey screamed ALL day. He screamed in his bed, so I moved him to his bouncie. He screamed in his bouncie, so I moved him to the swing. He screamed in his swing, so I moved him back to his bed. Repeat. Fifty times. I remember Drew coming home and looking at me with this, "what'd you do all day look" and me snapping back at him. He was still functioning under the whole "Trey is a perfect baby who never causes any trouble mentality." He quickly learned his lesson.
Trey was jaundiced when he first came home and apparently jaundiced babies like to sleep a lot. So, this explained the easy baby thing. Still cute as could be, Trey's attitude definitely changed along with his color. Even so, there are things about Trey that we appreciated, such as the fact that he is able to put himself to sleep at night all on his own. Evangeline slept in the swing or my bed for the first six months of her life, but Trey has always slept in a bassinet right by my bed (and occasionally in my bed once he wakes up to nurse).
Tending to two babies became a lot easier once I wasn't either packing, unpacking, or recovering from knee surgery. (Throw in planning a children's camp, directing a children's choir program, and hosting friends from Montana and I had a VERY busy July!). Trey really doesn't cause me too much trouble any more except for two areas of concern:
Area of concern #1: Moving Trey to his own room. I said above that Trey is able to fall asleep on his own in either his bassinet or bed. This is wonderful. Not so wonderful is that when he wakes up an hour or so later, he looks around for me. I have gotten in the habit of patting him and putting a pacifier quickly back in his mouth and he drifts back to sleep for another hour or so. Doesn't really cause me too much hassle. Unless he is in another room. I am much less enthusiastic about a quick pat and a paci-replug from down the hall. Trey's been in his "own room" for about two weeks now and has only made it to 4:00 one time. Most nights he's back in our room by midnight. Last night it was 11:22. So, what do I do? I think he's too young to cry it out. I don't even rock him or anything. I seriously think he just knows if I'm close by or not. Which leads to area of concern #2...
Area of concern #2: Trey throws hysterical fits when away from me for any length of time. So far, he has done okay in the church, Bible study, and MOPS nurseries. There have been a few times at church (like this past Sunday) where he started a screaming fit and I had to go get him. We used to just figure that he was hungry, but now that he is bigger, it's not so much that he's hungry, it's just that he wants me. Last Friday night Drew kept Trey while my dad, Evangeline, and I went to the Meridian High game. We were there a grand total of five minutes before Drew insisted we come home. My mom kept Trey a few weeks ago while I went to the Sweet Pea Swap. I ended up having to stay WAY longer than planned and Trey spent a solid two hours screaming. This led my mom to do some online research and determine that Trey is a "high needs baby."
Now, I don't know about the "high needs" thing. In some ways, Trey definitely fits the description. He is very aware of his surroundings, wants mama only, can be very happy or very angry, etc. But, in a lot of other ways Evangeline fit the description better. I don't think Trey is high needs. But, that's easy for me to say because all I have to do to get him to stop crying is pick him up! The best I can conclude is that he is just a mama's boy. And a sweet one at that!
Trey was jaundiced when he first came home and apparently jaundiced babies like to sleep a lot. So, this explained the easy baby thing. Still cute as could be, Trey's attitude definitely changed along with his color. Even so, there are things about Trey that we appreciated, such as the fact that he is able to put himself to sleep at night all on his own. Evangeline slept in the swing or my bed for the first six months of her life, but Trey has always slept in a bassinet right by my bed (and occasionally in my bed once he wakes up to nurse).
Tending to two babies became a lot easier once I wasn't either packing, unpacking, or recovering from knee surgery. (Throw in planning a children's camp, directing a children's choir program, and hosting friends from Montana and I had a VERY busy July!). Trey really doesn't cause me too much trouble any more except for two areas of concern:
Area of concern #1: Moving Trey to his own room. I said above that Trey is able to fall asleep on his own in either his bassinet or bed. This is wonderful. Not so wonderful is that when he wakes up an hour or so later, he looks around for me. I have gotten in the habit of patting him and putting a pacifier quickly back in his mouth and he drifts back to sleep for another hour or so. Doesn't really cause me too much hassle. Unless he is in another room. I am much less enthusiastic about a quick pat and a paci-replug from down the hall. Trey's been in his "own room" for about two weeks now and has only made it to 4:00 one time. Most nights he's back in our room by midnight. Last night it was 11:22. So, what do I do? I think he's too young to cry it out. I don't even rock him or anything. I seriously think he just knows if I'm close by or not. Which leads to area of concern #2...
Area of concern #2: Trey throws hysterical fits when away from me for any length of time. So far, he has done okay in the church, Bible study, and MOPS nurseries. There have been a few times at church (like this past Sunday) where he started a screaming fit and I had to go get him. We used to just figure that he was hungry, but now that he is bigger, it's not so much that he's hungry, it's just that he wants me. Last Friday night Drew kept Trey while my dad, Evangeline, and I went to the Meridian High game. We were there a grand total of five minutes before Drew insisted we come home. My mom kept Trey a few weeks ago while I went to the Sweet Pea Swap. I ended up having to stay WAY longer than planned and Trey spent a solid two hours screaming. This led my mom to do some online research and determine that Trey is a "high needs baby."
Now, I don't know about the "high needs" thing. In some ways, Trey definitely fits the description. He is very aware of his surroundings, wants mama only, can be very happy or very angry, etc. But, in a lot of other ways Evangeline fit the description better. I don't think Trey is high needs. But, that's easy for me to say because all I have to do to get him to stop crying is pick him up! The best I can conclude is that he is just a mama's boy. And a sweet one at that!
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Never yell at your doctor
One of the prayers I prayed when I was pregnant with both Evangeline and Trey was, "Lord, please do not let my baby be born with a birthmark like Drew's on their face." Drew has a very dark port wine mark on his arm. And, guess what? Both of my children have birthmarks on their faces! God obviously heard my prayer and decided the answer was "nope." When Evangeline was born she was a c-section and I didn't get a great look at her. While I was still on the operating table, Drew came to me and said "Guess what! She has a triangle-shaped birthmark on her face just like mine." The way he said it made it sound like it was the most wonderful thing in the world. And I didn't care one bit. She is beautiful and her birthmark is beautiful, and really not all that noticeable anyway.
Even so, we were still concerned so we went to our first dermatologist appointment in Picayune when she was only 10 days old. They told us it was "raised oil glands" and that it would probably go away and to come back in six months. When we switched pediatricians a year later, we wanted a second opinion so our doctor got us in touch with a pediatric dermatologist, Dr. Sullivan, in Jackson. There was a two month wait, but this was okay because I was due to have Trey in only a few weeks.
When Trey was born I looked at him and thought "No birthmark! Yay!" only to discover when they brought him back to me that he had a red mark on his left eyelid and a tiny one on his right. Drew swears he is the same baby I gave birth to.
Evangeline's birthmark, it turns out, really is raised oil glands (though Dr. Sullivan used a much fancier term for it) and there is nothing a dermatologist can do. She will have to see a plastic surgeon when she is older to have it removed. Trey's is a port wine like his daddy and needs to be treated ASAP so that it will not spread any further. Good thing he had an appointment scheduled one month before he was even born!
Today Trey had an appointment for his latest laser treatment. I always feel awkward in the waiting room because you can't help but wonder what kind of birthmark each patient has. You see a little girl and think "why is she here?" then notice some kind of mole. You try not to, but just can't help it. My mom came with us instead of Drew this time so that we could go to the fair after we were done. I had looked online and discovered that there was free admission and parking every weekday from 11:00-1:00 and since Trey's appointment was at 11:15, we were planning on going straight there after the appointment was over.
Things didn't quite go as we planned. The last two times we have gone to this doctor we have had a relatively short wait time. Today, we waited an hour and a half before even going back into the office. And, they were not that busy. The waiting room is super tiny and has nothing at all to entertain a toddler- no T.V., toys, nothing. I was amazed and very impressed by how well-behaved Evangeline was. I did whip out my Netflix app on the phone at one point so she could watch "Pe Pe" (Wonder Pets). She entertained the other waiting families by dancing along to their songs. I was happy to help make their wait seem a little shorter.
There was one other little baby waiting as long as we were. She was about 6 months old and was there with her daddy and grandmother. She was called back about 15 minutes before Trey and after 10 minutes the dad came out, obviously annoyed, to grab her bottle. I heard him mumble something about "the sorry service in this place" but didn't pay much attention to him. Even though the wait was RIDICULOUS we hadn't really discussed it in the waiting room.
By the time Trey got called back it was 12:45 and all hopes of getting free admission and parking to the fair was gone. We went back into the laser room with the nurse and then the Dr. came in a few minutes later. She was crying! Apparently that daddy had just yelled at her for having made him wait for so long. She apologized for crying and said that she got chewed out for something out of her control. Though she hadn't said it, I knew exactly what the guy had chewed her out for- the wait.
Let me just say that I really really love this doctor. She is one of the most compassionate doctors I have ever met. You can just tell that she truly cares about her patients. Before Trey ever received treatment, she insisted on performing a sample of both me and Drew so we could know exactly how it felt and wouldn't worry. The last time we were there we talked with a mother whose daughter was seven and had been coming in for laser treatments every eight weeks since she was six weeks old. At some point the lady's insurance company had changed and they had denied her treatments. They decided to stop coming because it was just too expensive, but Dr. Sullivan had insisted on her coming anyway and just lets her come for free now!
We had a little mix up with our insurance about the proper paper work being filed to get pre-approved for the treatments. A few weeks back we received an explanation of benefits from our insurance company saying we owed $878 for Trey's last treatment. I somehow managed not to have a total meltdown. We were unsure of whether or not to come again this time because we didn't want to double our bill. Well, Dr. Sullivan's office said that we absolutely should come and that if it didn't work out with the insurance they would adjust our bill. So, I was not about to get upset about the $15 extra dollars that we were going to have to pay to get into the fair knowing she may waive hundreds, if not a thousand dollars.
My mom said that she overheard the guy yelling at the doctor -something about him having a 1:00 appointment somewhere that he was going to be late for. He said that he probably wouldn't be bringing his little girl back, to which one of the nurses responded, "what does her mother think about that?" Good job, lady!
You know, some good things are worth waiting for. Dr. Sullivan said she definitely saw improvement in Trey's birthmarks and we have noticed this as well. I am hopeful we won't have to go back for too many more treatments and that if we do, the wait won't be so long. But, if it is, I'll keep in mind that it's worth the wait.
Even so, we were still concerned so we went to our first dermatologist appointment in Picayune when she was only 10 days old. They told us it was "raised oil glands" and that it would probably go away and to come back in six months. When we switched pediatricians a year later, we wanted a second opinion so our doctor got us in touch with a pediatric dermatologist, Dr. Sullivan, in Jackson. There was a two month wait, but this was okay because I was due to have Trey in only a few weeks.
When Trey was born I looked at him and thought "No birthmark! Yay!" only to discover when they brought him back to me that he had a red mark on his left eyelid and a tiny one on his right. Drew swears he is the same baby I gave birth to.
Evangeline's birthmark, it turns out, really is raised oil glands (though Dr. Sullivan used a much fancier term for it) and there is nothing a dermatologist can do. She will have to see a plastic surgeon when she is older to have it removed. Trey's is a port wine like his daddy and needs to be treated ASAP so that it will not spread any further. Good thing he had an appointment scheduled one month before he was even born!
Today Trey had an appointment for his latest laser treatment. I always feel awkward in the waiting room because you can't help but wonder what kind of birthmark each patient has. You see a little girl and think "why is she here?" then notice some kind of mole. You try not to, but just can't help it. My mom came with us instead of Drew this time so that we could go to the fair after we were done. I had looked online and discovered that there was free admission and parking every weekday from 11:00-1:00 and since Trey's appointment was at 11:15, we were planning on going straight there after the appointment was over.
Things didn't quite go as we planned. The last two times we have gone to this doctor we have had a relatively short wait time. Today, we waited an hour and a half before even going back into the office. And, they were not that busy. The waiting room is super tiny and has nothing at all to entertain a toddler- no T.V., toys, nothing. I was amazed and very impressed by how well-behaved Evangeline was. I did whip out my Netflix app on the phone at one point so she could watch "Pe Pe" (Wonder Pets). She entertained the other waiting families by dancing along to their songs. I was happy to help make their wait seem a little shorter.
There was one other little baby waiting as long as we were. She was about 6 months old and was there with her daddy and grandmother. She was called back about 15 minutes before Trey and after 10 minutes the dad came out, obviously annoyed, to grab her bottle. I heard him mumble something about "the sorry service in this place" but didn't pay much attention to him. Even though the wait was RIDICULOUS we hadn't really discussed it in the waiting room.
By the time Trey got called back it was 12:45 and all hopes of getting free admission and parking to the fair was gone. We went back into the laser room with the nurse and then the Dr. came in a few minutes later. She was crying! Apparently that daddy had just yelled at her for having made him wait for so long. She apologized for crying and said that she got chewed out for something out of her control. Though she hadn't said it, I knew exactly what the guy had chewed her out for- the wait.
Let me just say that I really really love this doctor. She is one of the most compassionate doctors I have ever met. You can just tell that she truly cares about her patients. Before Trey ever received treatment, she insisted on performing a sample of both me and Drew so we could know exactly how it felt and wouldn't worry. The last time we were there we talked with a mother whose daughter was seven and had been coming in for laser treatments every eight weeks since she was six weeks old. At some point the lady's insurance company had changed and they had denied her treatments. They decided to stop coming because it was just too expensive, but Dr. Sullivan had insisted on her coming anyway and just lets her come for free now!
We had a little mix up with our insurance about the proper paper work being filed to get pre-approved for the treatments. A few weeks back we received an explanation of benefits from our insurance company saying we owed $878 for Trey's last treatment. I somehow managed not to have a total meltdown. We were unsure of whether or not to come again this time because we didn't want to double our bill. Well, Dr. Sullivan's office said that we absolutely should come and that if it didn't work out with the insurance they would adjust our bill. So, I was not about to get upset about the $15 extra dollars that we were going to have to pay to get into the fair knowing she may waive hundreds, if not a thousand dollars.
My mom said that she overheard the guy yelling at the doctor -something about him having a 1:00 appointment somewhere that he was going to be late for. He said that he probably wouldn't be bringing his little girl back, to which one of the nurses responded, "what does her mother think about that?" Good job, lady!
You know, some good things are worth waiting for. Dr. Sullivan said she definitely saw improvement in Trey's birthmarks and we have noticed this as well. I am hopeful we won't have to go back for too many more treatments and that if we do, the wait won't be so long. But, if it is, I'll keep in mind that it's worth the wait.
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