Logan

My baby boy is growing up on me :( He is a sweetheart.
Two days before my TaVaci concert (December 17) I took him into the doctor for an ear infection. Double ear infection actually. Just after the first of the year I took him back, still infected. Another antibiotic. This Tuesday when I took Emma Grace in I asked them to check his as well, double infection! The child is an angel. He doesn't fever, stay up all night, or cry. This time they decided to try a super strong injectable antibiotic. It's an owie one because its really thick so they have to use a fat needle and put it in really slow. The doctor told me that he would most likely limp for a few days. It was so sad. Logan is usually really easy to console after he gets shots. This one was a whole different story. He cried and cried. We had to hang out at the doctors office for twenty minutes after they gave him the shot to make sure he wouldn't have a reaction to the meds. He was a very unhappy little guy. But by that afternoon he was his happy little self again. The kicker of the story is that he had to do the whole thing the next day and the day after that. Three days in a row I had to watch my baby go through that. Everyday the nurse would appologize and tell me that this is the worst shot she has to give.
The last day I told the doctor that I wanted a referal to an ENT. That I needed to have someone else check him out. She kindof gave me the run around about how he hadn't had more than 6 ear infections in a year and that they wouldn't do anything for me. I informed her that I would like to take my chances and that I would like a perdiatric doctor who in affiliated with Scottish Rite. She looked at me and said, "Logan is not your first child is he?" "No, he's not." "O.K., I'll get the referal and I think you're making a good choice." What was all the run around for? Can you imagine what it would be like if we had socialized medicine?
I'm hoping that the ENT will check him out and put tubes in. It made a world of difference for Alyssa.

In other Logan news, he walks everywhere like a pro. Well, let me qualify that, he walked for about a week and now he runs everywhere he goes. I'm really going to have to get in shape to keep up with this kid. He's stronger than he know what to do with. He carries around big things like mag flashlights. I worry he's going to drop them on his toes.

Logan is a good kisser! Watch out ladies. Although, if your not carefull he'll take a little nip out of your lip when he's done. I thought he drew blood the other day. He is deffinately figuring out how to use his chompers.

Logan can make all kinds of really cool sounds. His specialty is the "raspberry". Talent. It makes him so happy. After a good raspberry he laughs and laughs. He's so cute.

Emma Grace

Gracie's hand is still bothering her. The other day I was changing her bum and she showed me her left hand. She said, "This hand is perfect." She raised her right hand, "This hand is broken."

Last Saturday the girls played so cute with E-G. So, we decided that they deserved a treat. I took them (Savannah, Alyssa, Olivia, and Emma Grace) to Ruby Tuesday's for dinner. Emma Grace ordered chocolate milk. I think they poisoned my baby! As soon as we walked through the door she pucked everywhere! Gross!

Tuesday I went visiting teaching. Gracie had been fine all day. She fell asleep in the car. When she woke up her eyes were a little goopey. I figured it was just because she had been sleeping. While we were in visiting her eyes kept getting worse and she started holding her ear. By the time we left (30 min.) she was holding her ear and screaming. She screamed all the way home and until the medicine kicked in. The doctor confirmed Wed. AM that she has a raging ear infection! It's amazing how fast they get sick.

Thou Shalt not Steal

Logan gave Savannah a drafting pencil for Christmas. She was very excited because her teacher, Ms. Headley, uses a drafting pencil. Savannah loves Ms. Headley and thought that having an awesome pencil like hers would be the ultimate Christmas gift.
Upon taking the pencil to school she realized that she was not the only child in the class that thought the pencil was neat. Ms. Headley made a point to tell her that it would be OK if she stored it in the very back of her desk so that it wouldn’t be taken. Ms. Headley also offered to write Savannah’s name on the pencil with her silver Sharpe! Savannah gave the pencil to her teacher at the end of the day and waited all weekend until she could hold her beloved writing utensil again.
Monday came and Savannah went to school expecting great things. However, when she arrived and was told that her pencil was waiting for her on the teachers’ desk; it was nowhere to be found. For days they hoped that it would turn up. The class was reminded how important the pencil was to Savannah as it was a gift from her baby brother. No pencil. A few of the girls were not very nice about all the reminders. One girl imparticular made a big fuss about how she didn’t see what was the big deal. She made it clear to Savannah that she thought the whole thing was dumb. Savannah told her in no uncertain terms that the pencil was a gift from her baby brother and that makes it a BIG DEAL THANK YOU VERY MUCH!
Ms. Headley, bless her heart, has been so sweet with Savannah. She did replace the pencil, even though she didn’t really have to and she wrote on the new pencil with her silver Sharpe.
When I went to help in the class room last week I asked Ms. Headley about what had happened. She followed me out into the hall and told me exactly what happened. Savannah used to sit in the desk right in front of Ms. Headley’s. They rearranged desks. Ms. Headley forgot about the rearrangement and put the pencil on Savannah’s old desk as a surprise for her on Monday morning. The little girl who was so rude to Savannah now occupies the desk. When questioned about the pencil, no response from her. Ms. Headley is quite certain that the pencil now lives in this little girls’ home. It is very tricky in public school to search a child desk or backpack or to call them out for lying.
I talked to Savannah about how this made her feel. It was a good teaching experience for my children on why we don’t mess with other peoples things. I told them that if they are ever tempted to take something that does not belong to them, I want them to remember how upset Savannah was when somebody took her pencil. Hopefully they will choose the right. I know Savannah will remember the hurt feelings she has experienced this week.
Private school is looking better and better.

Am I to late?

The holidays get a little bit crazy for everyone. I know I'm no exeption to the rule and I should plan my life accordingly. I'm not really that organized, however. So, today I took Logan in for his one year old photo shoot. I realize that he is now 14 months old. But I'm never going to admit that I was a slacker mom and was late. He'll most likely never read my journal so he'll never have to know. Tricky, huh.

When I made the appointment I told the lady that it would just be Logan, but when I told Emma Grace that we were going to get his pictures made she said, "Yay, I a pincess. I go get my tights." So, she got her pictures made, too.

Aren't they cute? or as Emma Grace would say, "I so clute!"

Happy New Year!

As I wrote my "year in review" post I caught myself hoping that 2010 could be a little less dramatic.

Dream on.

January 1, 2010 while shopping for furniture Emma Grace somehow fell out of a recliner. The ear piercing scream that immediately followed was clue enough for both of her parents to know that she was REALLY hurt. I scooped her up and tryed my best to comfort her. 30 minutes later and no let down in the tears we decided to take our first and hopefully last trip of the year to the ER.

3 x-rays later we were told that it is very rare for a baby her age to actually break a finger. She sprained it pretty bad and she wont' use it at all. Poor baby. She forgets that it's hurt until she puts pressure on it. Kisses and snuggles are now enough to comfort my sweet girl. But, tonight before she went to bed, she informed me that it was time for her medicine.