Wordless Wednesday - Before and After

You've Got To Be Kidding!!!

On Friday, I worked until close - 6pm. I got my kiddos ready and headed for home. When I got home I noticed that K's eyes were goopy but wiped them out and forgot about it. But it got lots worse and so I knew it was pink eye. I tried some home remedies but they weren't seeming to work and so the next morning I called to see where I could take her. The lady on the other end of the phone said that I could take her to the clinic in Coborns and that other than the ER that was the only place in the area. I told her that they don't see anyone under 12 months and she said that my only other option was the ER.

How ridiculous is that!!!!! I was not going to pay $75 for some doctor to tell me she had pinkeye and write me a prescription. I knew she had pink eye - it was very obvious that that is what it was - why couldn't I just call and get the prescription. I continued to try different "Home remedies" but nothing seemed to be working. So, I finally caved and went in - yep, paying the $75 - for a doctor to tell me that she has pink eye and giving me a prescription. At least it was slow there and I was in and out of the ER in a half hour.

Now you tell me...why couldn't they diagnose pink eye on a 12 month old at the clinic in Coborns???? I could see if she was having trouble breathing or needed stitches or something more serious - but then it wouldn't really matter the age because if it was more serious - I would be taking any age kid to the ER...RIDICULOUS!!!!!!!

At least she has the drops and the goop is going away - hopefully she is feeling better too. She is also cutting FOUR more teeth - one just popped through today!!! She is a trooper though - they don't seem to be bothering her - except for at night. If I don't put on oragel she wakes up every couple of hours but with it she sleeps the night through.

Yesterday she turned 10 months - I can't believe it!!! Although, looking at a new little girl from our church born in the middle of May who weighed 8 ounces more than K when she was born it is easy to forget how little they once were. K now weighs 18 pounds 3.5 ounces but I love everyone of her rolls - especially because they are ticklish and I love her giggles!! :)

Playing at the Park

Thursday was a perfect day for the kiddos to play in the park. We had to go to this park versus the one that was shaded because the other one was "overrun with ticks." Here are a some shots from the day...

Posing on the playground bridge...

D is telling stories while the others are resting....

Watching the "Party of Water"....K was having fun with her daddy

and Baby C was hanging out with Mom (Sarah) and Lisa.

"It's Working Now!"

At least that is what C is now saying - and here is the rest of the story......

When I was potty training C, I would have him sit on the toilet but he would always say that it wasn't working. Meaning that he didn't have to go potty...but then he would go in his diaper within the next few minutes. It was very frustrating. He finally got the hang of going on the toilet - even running in by himself but he was still having BM accidents. So the "it's not working" got transferred to the BM aspect of training.

Tonight I was a little cleaning in the bathroom and he ran in to go to the bathroom. I told him that I was proud of him for coming in all by himself and staying dry. Next thing I know he looked up at me with this HUGE "I did it" grin and he said, "It's working now!" I know exactly what he meant, with a little help from the grunts. ;) He had to go get Daddy to show him and we all did the potty dance.

Hopefully this is the start of the end! His incentive is to be fully trained with no accidents so that he can move up to the next room and ride the school bus on fieldtrips.

Yeah C!!!

Friday Funnies - # Who can remember?

I know it has been another LONG time since blogging - some of my friends have given up on me but I just have not had the time. Or if I had - I chose to try to catch up on my sleep. It is not for lack of material though....here is another good one.

We were in the car (the whole family) on the way to my parents to celebrate a belated Mother's Day. C has been really into Lightning McQueen and so once again the conversation revolved around that. C was pretending to be LMcQ of course, D was Luigi and C told Daddy he was Mater. And everyone knows that Mater has a "hooker." Jokingly under my breath I asked Dan who his "hooker" was - D heard and said "You, Mama, You're Daddy's hooker." Dan replied, "Yep, Mama is Mater's hooker."

Is that a compliment??? I guess I do wear the ring....

Precious Brown-noser!

So my three-year-old tells his teacher, "I am glad that my daddy isn't home..."
She asked him, "Why?"
He said, "Because then I have my mommy all to myself."

Doesn't that just melt your heart?? It did mine...especially since they have been asking when Daddy is coming home non-stop, every day that he left.

My boys are also a little jealous of my Ladies Night Out - and the fact that K gets to come with me. They are planning to have their own versions of it - a Boys Night Out - the first one is in Florida (D's choosing) and the second in Texas (C's choosing). C is totally into Texas - don't ask me why but at any mention of the state his little face lights up and he says, "Texas, I love Texas!" They are too adorable.....

Friday Funnies - C's nightmares...

Wednesday night I was laying in bed trying to get my boys to sleep because they are "all alone" without me - even though they have each other...
C tells me he "had a bad dream last night."
I said - oh that's not good what was it about.
He said - Actually, I had two bad dreams (as he holds up two fingers by his face).
I said - that really is not good. What were they about?
He said - Well, the first one was about monsters. (as he is holding up one finger by his face) They were big scary monsters, but only the ones with googly eyes are the bad monsters.
I said - You don't have to worry about monsters coming into our house because Murphy (our dog) will not let any monsters near the house, those monsters are afraid of Murphy. And I won't let anything happen to you either. And, if you are really afraid, you can always talk to God and ask him to protect you and He will help you too.
He said - Yes, you and Murphy and God will help me....
I said - what was your other bad dream?
He said - Well, the other bad dream...the second one (as he is holding up two fingers to his face)...was that we were sitting there and we were watching bad commercials...
I said - Oh, that is bad. (Which was all I could manage to say without busting up laughing because he was being so serious.)


Now I know that the kids at daycare have been playing "monsters" so I can see how he might have a bad dream about them. But, I have no clue where that second bad dream came from or what kind of commercials he has been watching because the TV has not been on hardly at all this last week or two, and if it was on it was a DVD playing but I guess it was traumatic!