Mother Day 2008

Hope everyone had a Happy Mother's Day! I am a big fan of holidays, and especially Mother's Day as I see it as a celebration of Mother & Sisterhood. I'm so thankful for the wonderful Mother I have been blessed with, who is always there for me even over the miles. Hardly a day goes by we don't chat with her. I also have been blessed with a wonderful and sweet Mother-in-Law to which I never expected nor dreamed of always hearing such horror stories about In-Laws. I'm thankful for the good friends who inspire me to be a better person and a better mother by their examples and their positive attitudes.

I think my favorite part about My Mother's day this year was that all church meetings were canceled and I had John with us ALL DAY LONG! John made me pancakes for breakfast and we were actually on time for church! The men took over at church so us women could attend both Sunday School and Relief Society. By the time I made it to SS all seats were taken and so I spent the hour in the halls just outside the primary room which provided good comic relief. The fellas did a fantastic job and it was nice not to have to do anything for the last 2 hrs of church but to just soak it all in!

I love Mother's Day for so many reasons. McKenna brought home this cute little plant from school, love the paper butterfly that's with it. John was instructed not to buy me anything as I got myself a few too many things already this month, mostly in the form of media entertainment. He did get me Rascal Flatts' new CD which is quite good.

I post last 2 pictures these because Tyler has discovered a new love for Brushing her teeth and a new fascination with the electric tooh brush. The 1st picture she is actually saying "cheese" which caught me off guard because I didn't ask her too and she knew to just say it for the camera. Apparently the camera is out a lil too often.

I guess you could say I've been going through Writer's block. I know I'm not the only one to go through it, and I've loved reading blogs of friend's and family. So witty!

Last night for me is definitely worth mentioning. John has a few commitments in the evenings here and there and occasionally I find myself putting the girls to bed by myself. Something that actually intimidates me (yes I am the Mom, something I have to remind myself of from time to time) because for some reason the girls just go down smoother when he's here. Regardless of whether he is home or not I usually go into my room, which is across the hall afterwards to just sit in the silence and soak it in before I go down to do damage control. In a perfect world my kids do clean up before they go to bed, including the kitchen.

While I'm sitting in my happy place I hear a noise downstairs, followed by another one. I jumped and remembered that I had left the doors unlocked...something I NEVER do, especially when John's gone. Trying to remain calm I remember that this is about the time John is supposed to come home, so I call his cell phone and get the answering machine which wasn't a good sign. I then proceeded to call the house thinking if he's home he'll either answer or come to the bottom of the stairs to see what I want, still no response. I then proceeded to go out on my roof/balcony to see if his truck was home. No luck...so I did what any other panicking housewife who was alone would do. Called my neighbor Terry a kind older gentlemant who looks after me, was kind enough to walk down the lane to make sure all was well. Meeting him we found both doors unlocked and not a trace of anyone in the house. A bit relieved he sat down to chat for a minute when we heard the kitchen/carport door open and close. I called out a hello thinking it was John and when no response came Terry jumped out of his seat and into the kitchen almost taking out his sweet wife in the process. Sharon who had been worried had decided to wander down to see if everything was ok giving Terry and I both a heart attack in the process. I am happy to report that there was no intruder last night and it's still a mystery what I heard but I don't ever go without locking the doors anymore. "I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore"-meaning it's different world than the one grew up in, and I'm definitely far more paranoid than I'd like to be.

New Beginnings

McKenna's riding the bus to school is always a point of concern with me. Mostly because she struggles with the idea and misses all the fun in it. I at least used to love riding the bus when I was younger. Most of the time it's quite the ordeal that starts out with the question each morning, "bus?" Monday's, Wednesday's, and Friday's my response is an enthusiastic "yes" to which she responds, "no bus." That is actually her response EVERY day. Every once in a while I have gotten lucky as I try new ways to make the bus look fun and exciting. Wednesday was one of those days. We were outside playing bubbles and with her new favorite toy, a pink Beany Baby her Great Grandma gave her when she was born. The Tulips are blooming and so we decided to cut one and give it to her bus driver, Debbie. With the mention of Debbie she got a lil nervous and asked for me to "hold me" (she struggles with her pronouns a lil but at 3 I think it's ok as long as we're working on it.) Anyway as I held her and her lil eyes got teary I tried to tell her that it was ok if she needed or wanted to cry. We all get scared sometimes and crying isn't a bad outlet. Her eyes kind of flickered as she stared off into the distance and then she got down to walk with her bear and to tell him, "it's ok."

This was taken her 1st week of school

When the bus pulled up I gave her the purple tulip and she ran for the bus yelling Debbie's name so excited to give her the flower. She then climbed right up into her seat, holding her bear which goes everywhere with her and then blew me kisses as the bus pulled away. It was so sweet and exciting. Tyler and I walked into the house and my jaw dropped, on the floor was her blanket, which is another extension of her. If we get in the car without it she's usually remembered and started screaming for it before we leave the driveway. I knew that this "forgetting" was monumental and either was going to ruin the bus ride or hopefully she really did forget about it. I got lucky, her teachers said she never even noticed.

Today I wondered again what the morning had instore. With Chocolates in hand, and to my relief she actually did quite well, nothing but smiles and blowing kisses. She did take her blanket with her but again at 3 yrs old I'm not really too concerned yet.

McKenna's School picture. Ms Annette Bowen is her teacher on the far left in green. The assistants are Miss Kimberlee on top row next to Ms. Annette, and Miss Lisa who on the bottom far right. Miss Nikole on the top right is her speech therapist.

May Day

I thought the following interesting as Seattle has a few protests and labor strikes that will be going on today.

May 1st, often called May Day, just might have more holidays than any other day of the year. It's a celebration of Spring. It's a day of political protests. It's a neopagan festival, a saint's feast day, and a day for organized labor. In many countries, it is a national holiday.

I found this on Infoplease.com

Overview of the April

Just for fun a few photos that didn't make it earlier this month for one reason or another.

ah, ah, I want it

Sisterly Love? or a cruel form of punishment?

Yummy!

For the Love of Cake!

Not giving it up without a fight, and she did after she got in the tub!

Child Genius? Or Type A?

Last but not least the winner goes to...

It Happened to My Baby

Parent's magazine has a section with that title with lil horror stories of stuff that actually happened to their kids. Well I was one of those parents last night. Around 2 am Tyler started SCREAMING! I jumped as I always do but felt a lil panicked by the cry. John was dead to the world so I ran into the room expecting to see Tyler sitting there holding her blanket reaching out to be held. What I didn't expect was to see her laying against the front rail with her arm hanging out with her shoulder stuck between the rails. I thought she was getting old enough to go without the bumper. I know you're all thinking the same thing...back to when Tyler's leg was sticking out between the crib rails but the bumper was in then so I figured I'd start transitioning it out since it didn't seem to do much good.

I learned my lesson and the crib bumper is back in the bed. Hopefully we all get a lil more sleep tonight and hopefully this never happens to you!

Jane Austen

I've found a new love for Jane Austen. I don't have many television stations, PBS and CBS on a rare day. Masterpiece Theatre the last few months has been showing the complete series of Jane Austen.

I actually ran across them by accident and wasn't quick enough to realize or maybe it was to remember it was on each Monday night but kept stumbling across them and couldn't walk away. I've been quite surprised at the familiarity of the actors and actresses portraying the characters. I look forward to reading her books and words myself, but I'm currently reading George Elliot's "Middlemarch" which was suggested by a friend. I guess George Elliot was one of the 1st female authors, even before Jane Austen. It's a good book, but I find myself constantly distracted by household chores, children, the computer and the television...One day.

Just Like Magic

I know it's Sunday and I hope we're all assuming that no news was good news.

John and Tyler returned home Friday night at 10:30 pm. It was derived Tyler did indeed have a UTI from her "sample" and something about her white blood cells being off. It kind of bothers me the report wasn't a definite UTI, but they perscribed her an antibiotic she started taking right before she went to bed. It seemed to work as she only woke up twice that night (John was a sweetheart and got up with her both times) and she promptly went back to sleep. That in and of itself was an improvement.

Her fever was still down on Saturday although she was a lil Lethargic that morning. She was such a trooper as I trucked her and McKenna to the church to participate in the Primary activity of making cards and Chocolate flowers in preparation for Mother's Day. We then quickly ran to the Clinic for the weekly cleaning and then back home for lunch and naps. John and I grabbed a babysitter and as soon as the girls were asleep made a trip to the temple. We don't make it nearly as often as we'd like but enjoyed our little trip...despite the upset stomach that surprised me while we were there. We returned home by 6 pm and found a clean house and a very happy McKenna. (I love our Babysitter Courtney who had pitty on me!) I was surprised to find Tyler still asleep in the dungeon (spare bedroom) as it was 5 hours later. Apparently Tyler had a lot of catching up to do from the night before and the missed morning nap.

Yesterday Tyler did fantastic and so we were really caught off guard with her today. She was not only clingy, but downright awnery. The 1st 45 minutes of Sacrament meeting she was fantastic and then it was like a light switch was flipped. It's like she didn't know what she wanted and nothing made her happy. Even just holding her didn't make her happy and she has a new throaty cry that even makes McKenna put her hands over her ears. Where in the world did that come from? Where did my happy sweet baby go? Will I ever get her back? I'm sure in due time all these questions will be answered.

I have found with screaming, clingy children around I love John all that much more. He talks in complete sentences, can identify what he wants, and doesn't actually need me to "hold" him 15 hrs a day. Not to mention he does dishes and will make me pancakes or eggs for breakfast.

Let's wrap up on a high note. Yesterday we actually had 65 degree weather and Sunshine, so maybe Spring will make it after all. This evening we had Family Home Evening and with Tyler's screaming and Tantrums it didn't necessarily go smoothly but ended with Ice Cream cones which made EVERYBODY happy.

Always Waiting for Something...

So I sit here with a load of laundry waiting to be folded on the couch, dinner and dishes waiting to be cleaned up, not to mention the toys that are strewn pretty much everywhere. Where am I? Well writing of course, if you can't run...then write. That's what I do when I'm stressed out. John is at the Convenience Care clinic with Tyler.

Last night I spent with Tyler as she couldn't sleep and just wanted to be held. John is not a big fan of ever welcoming the children into our bed, and after sleeping with McKenna who's limbs are everywhere and usually end up next to me I've come to 2nd the motion. (I don't have any opinions of those of you who do and don't sleep with your child a parent does what they need to do and in the dead of night that could be just about anything...as long as it gives you at least 10 more minutes of sleep. Chances are I've done it to...) Anyway Tyler's a smart kid and she's done a good job at keeping herself hydrated. She woke me up almost every 20 minutes for a big drink of water and then would go back to sleep. At one point she woke up in a sweat, her temperature was down and I felt a lil light shining that this "bug" was beat. Well she woke up with a fever still raging and after talking to a nurse I succumbed to wait til Sunday and try not to panic before taking her to the Dr. Well this afternoon Tyler woke up with a temperature of a 104-106 degrees and so I was back on the phone. I want to think that I'd be a great advocate for my kids especially when it comes to their health but after talking to nurses and the Dr well I just don't think anyone believed me and thought I was over-reacting. I think I'm infamous for over-reacting...I may have been called dramatic a time or two in my life...so I decided to wait a lil longer as suggested by the Dr waiting for this to burn itself up. She was afterall still drinking and she wasn't crying...although I didn't know that lethargic kids did a lot of crying. Anyway things started to look up, after a walk outside (thank goodness the sun came out) Tyler started to act better, almost like herself (with the exception of standing), her temp went down to 102.7 and well sadly that was good news. She ate a few frozen peas and called dinner good and so I put her down to play while I ate. Not too much longer the crying started because she had been left alone and so the tv went back on and I sat to hold my baby. I found a feverish child, who curled up and instantly went to sleep who was also lacking in color, her temperature was back up to 105.8. I was told to rectally take her temperature earlier, but I don't even know where that is and it took me 3 years to work up to the idea of giving my oldest a suppository.

John finally made it home and gave into my stress and called the Dr which puts us where we are now. Him at Convenience Care waiting for Tyler to Pee in a bag because my kids anatomy is messed up and they can't do a catheter on her. I know this is a long and detailed story, one of which will have a happy ending...but until we'll just keep on waiting...

I did have thoughts of taking a picture of Tyler but just couldn't bring myself to do it. She hates the camera so why torment?

Going Bananas

Tyler is "down" again, not quite sure what it is as I thought she was just teething since her molars are coming in, but I don't think fevers get as high as a 104 when your teething. I'm waiting to see if lil miss T has another UTI but so far she's drinking a TON and still eating so we'll just wait to see what happens. In the meantime I do my motherly duty of holding the sick while we sit and watch Lil, (meaning younger than McKenna) shows such as Baby Einstein, Baby Genius, Fisher Price's Little People, and Sesame Street because what kid doesn't like Elmo? McKenna couldn't be more thrilled to have the TV on, despite what's on, she's such a Junkie.

Today we were watching Elmo's World and it was on Bananas, one of Tyler's favorite foods, but definitely not one of McKenna's. After the introduction they proceeded to show a variety of different people and animals eating bananas and as McKenna watched you could see the wheels turning. She made her way over to me and very politely said, "I want a banana Mommy." Kind of laughing to myself I encouraged her to get the bananas and bring them to me and after starting the peel, and giving Tyler a piece I handed it over. She continued to watch the show and carefully put it up to her mouth and I could see her trying sooo hard to like it. After a bite and swallowing it (to my relief as I didn't want to pick up a mushed banana) she brought the banana back over to me with a "I no like it." I assured her it was ok, but I was proud of her for trying it, successfully holding back the chuckles inside. She sure is cute and I was proud of her for going outside of her comfort zone to try something new.

Sadly McKenna is relapsing on Potty training, completely! I think it is partly due to my constant holding of Tyler and her lack of receiving attention. She tells me "potty" after she has already started going in her pants defeating the whole purpose. Tonight she even went as far as to pee in her pants and then continued to sit in it. That wouldn't have been so bad but since she was sitting on a hard lil plastic chair she lifted her butt to see the puddle and then proceeded to splash her butt in it over and over again. I'd like to say it couldn't be worse, but I know it could... She was really good about cleaning herself and the chair up but I just don't understand.

Gone

A Quick Rundown of the weekend:

Grandpa Harris came in Friday and since McKenna had school that morning John picked him up and then met us at the clinic. McKenna was so excited she ran across the parking lot screaming, like none other than a little girl. :) John worked on Dad a lil who'd had a lil Run in at the Stake March Madness Game. McKenna thought it looked like fun and sported a pair of 1 pound weights joining in the "fun".

Saturday despite waking up to Snow (Yes even in the NW we are still getting snow...which snow in Washington is a pretty big deal, but in April it's unheard of) John and I were able to get out and do a lil run together. I was thinking I had improved and might have gotten faster until we were headed home and I unleashed him giving permission to go at his own pace. It wasn't even 2 minutes later he was a block ahead of me. That was a little humbling.
Afterwards we decided to head over the the Puyallup Spring Fair where we visited pig racing, lots of goats and sheep, a few ponies, a petty farm, We almost met Barbie, but got a lil shy and so we headed to the Reptiles instead, where we saw snakes, lizards and a few tortoise, not a bad trade-off. They also had crafts where McKenna made a shaker, and planted a pumpkin seed (which now that I think of it is still in the back of my van in a plastic bag) and Lego's which McKenna has found a new passion for, although I don't think she quite knows what to do with them, she just thinks they are really cool. We wrapped it up nicely with a lil Horse dancing which the girls thought was fun to watch.

Here are a few pictures of the day:

So the Grandparents have come and gone and well although I thought it was going to be a smooth transition, McKenna has once again proved me wrong. She woke up yesterday morning calling for her Grandpa which quickly turned to screaming and well it went down hill from there-flying toys to say the least. It's times like this I wonder WHY I live so far away from family. McKenna thrives on visits to and from friends and family. I've decided there aren't many things worse than watching a child try to deal with their trials and the emotions and feelings that are a reflection of what they are dealing with. It's hard to not focus just on the behavior but to try and find some way to show them it's ok to be sad. I think I finally struck a chord last night as we were putting the girls to bed and McKenna once again started asking for her grandparents, as the volume continued to rise I decided to pipe in and do the same thing, soon we were both yelling for Grandma & Grandpa and telling them how much we missed & loved them. When we were done I told her that I thought they must have heard us and that we should go to bed...to which she did calmly. Not to say she didn't wake up calling out for them again this morning and she's been having a hard time sleeping lately. It's breaking my heart, but what do you do? (Suggestions are always welcome!)

A song actually comes to mind with the whole situation of McKenna any my parents leaving:

"Gone for the day? gone for the night? Gone for the Rest of my Dog-gone life?"
Can you name the song and its artist?

Tulip Festival 2008

Today we actually made it to Skaggit Valley/Mt Vernon, Washington for the annual Tulip Festival.

Teandra mentioned something about one in Utah...where at? I'm proud to inform that Mt Vernon is the worlds leading distributor of Tulip bulbs, although this year John and I were commenting on the lack of Tulip fields that had been replaced by Daffodil Fields? It was crazy, but the trip was fun! We expected it to be cold and rainy and it was a lil breezy when we first arrived, but after about 20 minutes the Sun decided to come out and grace our presence, to which we great appreciated it! One of the things I love almost as much as looking at the flowers is taking pictures of the flowers and my family in the flowers. The inevitable happened...no my battery wasn't dead, I left my memory card in the computer at home. Luckily my mom had her camera and took some great pictures. She was nice enough to let me give it a go every once in a while, plus she has a better camera than I did.

After visiting the tulips and taking out pictures we headed to La

Connor for Lunch. We ate at the Market out on the pier where we tried their sweet potato Fries and Fried Green Beans...and of course Ice Cream...soo Yummy!

Life with Grandma (aka Life Saver!)

I love The world of blogging and all of you who continue to post about you and your family. It's an outlet for me really and I've beeng accused of in a joking kind of way having an affair with your sites. But without it I wouldn't know what is going on in so many of my friends and families lives and it's a way for me to feel connected and to stay in touch. Thank you, all of you for taking the time to write.

A quick update on my life and family: My Mom is here until Saturday evening, and my Dad gets here on Friday for a quick visit. Those who live far away from home...well even those who don't I'm sure you all love and appreciate your Moms and the time they spend with your kids. My Mom has been great! She's such a trooper as she's been recovering from the Influenze type A, a very brutal type of flu that put her down for about 5 weeks. We have a great routine going as we all get up at 7 am, eat our Hot cereal (or if your McKenna Drink your Hot Carnation) play all morning (which includes bubbles,dancing,puppet shows, blocks, and new toys),

have lunch and then we all sleep for a few hours and start all over again until bedtime. Mom being the seamstress that she is has fixed me up a couple of new skirts and a shirt, she's been teaching me a new way of cooking as she's not really a meat eater. Yesterday she baked bread and made Orange Rolls. As mentioned earlier she also taught Tyler to walk! She's amazing I know.

McKenna has decided to be the big sister...Tyler doesn't always have an appreciation for it, but kind of funny.

Tomorrow we're headed to the Tulip Festival. We were hoping to wait til Dad got here and do a big day on Saturday, but the weather just isn't cooperating like we were hoping. Someday Spring will get here.

Milestone Number...

We've hit another milestone, Tyler has taken her 1st steps. Actually her 1st 5 or 6 and she's sooo excited. Still a lil hesitant but I can see her confidence growing with each step. McKenna is a lil jealous of the attention and has been walking from one adult to the other, kind of funny in an annoying kind of way. Mom is really good at trying to divert the jealousy and I'm learning new skills all the time.



One last thing, I swear Tyler is talking...well she's saying a lot of words. Like puppy, bubbles, Daddy, Mimi, Mommy, Wow, mo please...

Crazy how fast it all happens.

April 9th

This will be short as I don't know that I have much to say...

My Mom is coming tomorrow for a nice 9 day stay, WE are so excited. One of the benefits of living far away is if you're gonna visit make it a long one. Plus who wouldn't want Grandma all to yourself? McKenna is beside herself with excitement and each morning wakes up and asks "airplane?" which means is it time to either go to the airport to leave or is someone coming in? I admit I'm struggling with being so far away from Family. My kids love their (on both sides) Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins and I think the attention in general. My Dad will be coming in on the 18th and will be staying for a day. We'll take him whenever and however long we can.

Looking at the date I just realized today is a birthday of sorts, a spiritual birthday. Today 25 years ago I was baptised & confirmed a member of the Church of Latter Day Saints. Wow that's a long time ago. Funny enough I remember the night or week before...I remember my dad sitting with me in the living room and talking to me about getting baptised and trying to explain to me what it meant and then asking me if this was something I wanted to do. I know that at 8 years old you may or may not really understand. I know I didn't have a testimony at the time but I had watched my parents and I knew that they knew the gospel was true, I watched my older sister get baptised and it just seemed like the right thing to do. I was actually really nervous and as we sat in the chapel the day of I didn't dare look at anyone and I was glad that they didn't make me go sing with my primary class. My Mom made me a dress (which I wish I had a picture of but my Mom told me they had forgotten the camera that day) that I think might have been polyester because when I got in the water the skirt floated up and we had a hard time getting it to stay down in the water. I remember my Dad holding my hand and saying the prayer and then lowering me in the water and then slowly lifting me up. We (my dad and I) both looked up at the witnesses who were trying to decipher if all had been under the water, the dress being an issue. I honestly can't remember if we had to do it a 2nd time...it kind of sounds familiar but at some point they did give us the all clear. Then I went with my Mom where I got dressed and tried to get dry and ready for the confirmation. When it was my turn I was called to the front of the room where I sat in the chair with my Father's Hands, along with the bishopric, and my grandfather's on my head. They felt so heavy to me and I wondered what it would be like when the prayer was said and I was given the "gift of the Holy Ghost" and if it really would help me to be better and nicer. I don't remember a magical transformation but I did remember feeling more confident about who I was and the importance of being good as I didn't want to be "dirty" with sins. :) Something I still think about and wonder if I had some Magical glasses on that could see all my sins what I might look like...

Last month's issue of the Ensign was on Jesus Christ. I'm not always very good at reading the Ensign but I made it a goal to read this one because I don't feel like I know My Savior the way I want to or need to. He did so much for us and I know that my knowledge is so small that sometimes I'm just skirtin by in life. Anyway it's been a wonderful issue that has been reminding or maybe even teaching me why my baptism is such a big event in my life.

Apparently I'm not really a short winded kind of girl.