I made the boys sandwiches today and sat them down to eat. Caleb starts whining about how he doesn't feel good. It goes something like this.

Caleb: "I don't feel very good right now."

Me: "You're fine. Eat your food."

Caleb; "But I don't feel very good."

Me: "What doesn't feel good? Your head... your stomach...?"

Caleb: "My Sandwich!"


Well played, Caleb. Well played.

The Five Stages of Grief

The Allen twist...

Stage One: Denial. As in, "Not being able to breathe is no reason to go to the hospital."

Stage Two: Acceptance. No one would be entirely shocked and if the person chose to stop suffering, how could you hold it against them?

Stage Three: Laughter. What isn't funny when you are sleep deprived?

Stage Four: Bargaining. Not necessarily for ourselves. As in, "If you get better, Whitney will have a baby."

Stage Five: Dibs. As in, "I get the Kindle!" Really, I do. It has my sticker on it.

Halloween

My family scrapbook pages go something like this. Halloween, halloween, christmas, one fun family day, halloween. That's right. Halloween is the holiday I always chronicle. This year I dressed up three different times. I was a black cat on Thursday, a gypsy on Friday, and an egyptian on Saturday. It was fun. I don't like to buy things for Halloween, I just dig through the closet. That's how I end up dressing different for every party. It's just more fun. Sadly, I have only one picture of Halloween. Total. I suck this year. You can't see my Egyptian make up and barely see the gold braided into my hair. Adam couldn't wear his mask at church. Levi isn't even in the picture. He's on the floor in his car seat. He was a cow. (Imagine that!)




ps. Is Kyle the cutest golfer or what?

Dear Ashley,

Thank you for leaving replys after my posts. I love knowing that someone out there is actually interested in what I am writing. Otherwise what's the point? If no one is listening, I could just use my journal! For those of you who don't know how to reply, (Chris) there is a comment and pencil button right under each post. It's a great place to, I don't know.... Leave a comment! =D

Caleb's ear hole

To anyone wondering, we aren't getting the ear hole closing surgery at this moment. They said don't worry about it too much unless it gets infected to the point of needing antibiotics. It's never gotten that bad so we aren't too concerned. On the other hand, we might get it just so he doesn't have a hole in his head that could cause him problems later on. We shall see.

Daddy Daughter Date

I am very lucky to live by my dad. When I want to visit him I can stop by his work or drive to his house. You would think I'd get to see him a lot that way, but it just isn't the case. Our one car is usually with Kyle, at work. We try to get together for piano lessons, but it doesn't work out very often. Well this last week we went on a date. My mom was funny. She said we were only hanging out together cause she was too busy. Well Mom, I love your guts, but I wanted to hang out with Dad! It's okay. Don't be jealous.
We had a grand time. We ate lunch and went to a movie. Nothing super thrilling. It's the company that makes a date great! We had fun just chatting and catching up.
You know, most people get a Dad and that's it. They're stuck with him. Thank goodness I got to pick mine. My Dad rocks. He's smart. Not in your face smart, like he's trying to show off (except the occasional big word he throws in that you have no idea of its meaning.) He's supportive to an extreme measure. He's strong and when things go wrong he picks himself up and chugs along. And when things go wrong for me he picks me up and shoves even when I dig in my heels. He's always helping and taking care of me. He tries to teach me piano even though I am a horrible student. (I don't practice enough) He calls just to sing Happy Birthday to the boys, even if he is going to see them that day. How cool is that? He is always willing to babysit, even when my mom says no. (Of course, she ends up doing most of the leg work. He takes care of the cuddling and playing. Still, it often includes a little schedule tweaking and he is happy to convince her to do it.)
I always joke that I'm my Dad's favorite child. The great thing about my Dad is that he makes all of us feel that way. Anyone who hangs out with him can't help but feel special. But still... I'm his favorite.

Statistics

All 3 boys had doctor's appointments this last week. The appointments went well, though the boys judged me harshly when I held them down for shots. I could see the betrayal in their tiny eyes. "Why mommy, why!?" Luckily the two older boys don't have to go back for a year. They will have forgotten by then.
Adam looked great. The doc was happy. Levi is a lizard. My poor baby has to be soaked in water a couple of times everyday and then lotioned to death to try to keep his skin on him. The doctor was interested in Caleb's ear hole. He's had it his whole life. We have an appointment with an ear nose and throat specialist on Monday to see if it needs to be closed up yet.

It had been a while for the older 2 so it was kind of fun to see their growth. And now, I will share it with anyone who cares. If you don't... what are you? heartless? Have you seen how cute my kids are?!
Ahem...

Moving on...

Levi:
Weighs 12 pounds which puts him in the 22%
Is exactly 2 feet, which puts him in the 54%
Does anyone care about his head size? This is the most boring category to me. Nevertheless, here it is: 16" which makes him 35%

Summary: Levi is average height, but skinny. Though he had an alien head, it is not big.

Caleb:
Weighs 31 pounds, which is the 50%
Is 3'3", which is 80%
BMI (This is a super cool category that I just found at Kaiser. They never did it at their old doctor's office.) Because he is tall and only medium weight he is in the 9%.

Summary: Caleb is actually skinny for his height. Go figure.

Adam:
Weighs 32 pounds, (only one more than Caleb) which is the 20%
is 3'5", which is the 66%
BMI (ready for this?) is in the 1%. That's right. 99% of children his height weigh more than him

Summary: Even though Poptarts are 9 points in Weight Watchers, I am not a bad mom for feeding them to my kids. Adam is proof that maybe a little fattening up wouldn't hurt!