Monday, March 25, 2013

The Great Medical Mystery of 2013

I took Sydney out of bed yesterday morning, and of course she was just in a diaper, since my child will NOT keep her pajamas on for the night.  As I got her out of bed, I saw a really odd mark on her upper thigh.  As I mumbled, "Now what is this?" Sydney cried about her 'owie'.

"Owwww!! Don't touch it mama!"

Oh boy.  That can't be good.  I was starting to freak out a bit, so I took a couple of pictures with my phone.

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See?  Freaky, isn't it?

I sent the picture to my sister, because she has 4 kids so she has to have seen everything by now.  Everything, it turns out, but this.  I then sent the pictures to my friend that is a peds RN.  She asked if Sydney got pinched or a bug bite or anything, which she hadn't that I knew of.

At this point, I'm getting a little concerned.  What could it be?  Some rare bug bite, and if so, does that mean I have nasty poisonous bugs crawling in their beds??  vom.  Is it some sort of tumor?  What's wrong with my baby??

Every time I tried to get a closer look, Sydney would cry that it'd hurt.  She'd pull down her pants, see her owie was still there and cry again.  The only thing that made it better, she told me, was her princess pajama shirt.  Shirt comes off, her owie hurts.  Shirt goes on, it's all better.  

I'm making a note to call the doctor first thing Monday morning to get this checked, when I have a realization.  The day before I brought the kids to an Easter Egg hunt.  After you sat on the Easter Bunny's lap, they handed you a little packet of jello.

Yep, you got it.  Her mystery bug bite/tumor? was cherry jello.

OMG, I am so glad I washed her before I brought her to the doctor.  How would they code that one for insurance purposes?  

Monday, March 18, 2013

Apple even marketed the Pearly Gates

Last night before bed, the girls and I were saying their nightly prayer. As Kendall was reciting, "Angels watch me through the night, and wake me with the morning light." she had a puzzled look on her face.

K: Mom, how do angels watch me through the night.
Me: ::clears throat:: uhhhhhhhh....
K: I don't see anyone in my room at night watching me.

At this point I'm wondering where to go with this to not freak her out. Remember, the kid is a midnight roamer. She wanders out of her room at night the way it is. I don't want to screw this up and scare her.

Me: Well, remember how Santa is able to watch little boys and girls to see if they're naughty or nice?
K: not really.
Me: oh. Well, he can.
K: On his magic computer?
Me: Yes! That's it. On his magic computer.
K: the angels have a magic computer like Santa?
Me: um, yes?
K: I bet the angels have a magic iPad instead.
Me: I bet you're right.

Now, sure...God created the world in seven days, but I think Kendall is right. Everyone can be more productive with the right apps. Well done, Apple.

Also, I think I need to leave the theology discussions up to someone else.

Friday, February 22, 2013

Beauty and the Brains

Kendall has been saying for quite awhile now that she wants to be a doctor when she grows up.  This week, she's clarified that she wants to be a heart doctor.  I have NO idea where she got this from.  Last night she was asking me all kinds of questions about what your heart does.  After I explained it all to her, she was further set that she wanted to be a heart doctor.  She keeps trying to say a cardiologist, but then will forget what it's called.

On the way to daycare this morning, she was talking again about wanting to be a heart doctor when she grows up.  I told her she will have to go to school for a very long time.  She replied, "Even longer than preschool and kindergarten??"  haha, just slightly further.  We were talking about how you have to be very smart, listen to your teachers and study a lot.  It was quiet for a minute and Sydney says, "I get big, I just be a princess."

Looks like I can make some transfers from Sydney's college fund into Kendall's. ;)

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Dancing Queen

This probably won't come as a shock to many of you, but I love all things girly.  When we got pregnant...actually, what am I saying?  *I* got pregnant.  Sure Eric had a roll in it, but I am pretty sure he wasn't the one to have ankles swell up to look like footballs (his words, the charmer), no longer be able to put on his socks without some twisting that looked like a messed up gymnast, and all of the other joys associated with creating a little person.  Whoops, tangent there.  Sorry about that.

Where was I?  Oh, yes.  When I got pregnant, I crossed my fingers hoping and praying for a little girl.  Sure, a boy would be wonderful, but I had big dreams for feathers and tutus in our future.  As soon as the ultrasound tech told us that my hopes came true, I just knew there would be dance recitals in our future.  Luckily for me, Kendall has shared my enthusiasm.

As luck would have it, after Eric and I booked our first solo vacation since we were married, we find out it is while my girl has her very first recital.  :::sobs:::  Thankfully, she had a large cheering section of our family and her BFF, so she didn't care that we were gone.  Although, there was this one time that she was being a pain in the butt.  As I was telling her she was getting awfully close to a time out, she came back at me.  "Remember that one time that I had my dance recital?  You and daddy were gone on bacation so you didn't see it."  

Well played, Little One.  Well played, indeed.
Lucky for us, it wasn't the only time she'd be showing off her sweet moves.  Friday night her class had a performance at half time for the basketball game.  Are you bursting from the cuteness?  I sure am.

While waiting to perform, the kids played a bunch of games, including Simon Says and what everyone else in the world seems to call Duck Duck Goose.  (If you're from Minnesota and know your stuff, you'd know it's actually Duck Duck Grey Duck)
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Sydney was transfixed with watching all of the little girls dancing.  She keeps saying, "I get big, I do dance class??"  Then she saw the popcorn from the concession stands and that's where her focus was the rest of the night.

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And of course, this isn't complete without a video of the dance.  A few notes before watching: 1. Eric complained about having to hold up a pink iPhone to video while I was snapping pics.  2. Because of his complaining, he wasn't listening how to start/stop it.  3. It gets a bit wobbly at the very beginning and he didn't zoom in.

It's still worth the watch. ;)

Wasn't it cute??  Want more?  Here is their performance at the winter know, the one Kendall likes to rub in my face that I missed.

Monday, January 28, 2013

New House Status Report Vol. 2

This home build seems to be moving quickly and dragging by, all at the same time.  It's more fun now to go and visit it, because its' easier to see the progress being made.  Our original goal was to close by April 1st.  We started out a bit behind, but have seemed to catch up.  I'm hoping we can be in mid to late March, but we'll have to see how it goes.  I'll try not to get my hopes up so I don't get disappointed.  The one benefit to not moving right away is it's that much longer that I can delay packing up.  ughhhh....have I mentioned how much I hate packing/moving?  I swear, I was the only one in college that didn't change housing and roommates every year.  I hated moving too much to deal with that...which also leads to accumulating a lot of JUNK.

Anywho, here is some of the progress being made since the last update.

You'd think with my husband in the masonry business, picking a brick would be fairly easy.  My sister's neighbors have a beautiful brick home.  After some discussions we had the name of the brick and decided to go with that, only to find out they no longer made it.  There was one found that was a sort of "replacement" for the brick we wanted, so we got a sample.
We went ahead and ordered the brick, and upon delivery, it was NOT what we wanted.  Eric hated it, his dad hated it, his mom hated it, friends hated it.  Basically everyone that looked at it wasn't a fan.  There was no color to it (the dark and the white ones shown) and it just didn't look how we wanted.  So, time to start again.

Eric gave me a couple of ideas, along with the neighborhoods and houses that had them.  That led me to be a total creeper, parked outside of homes and checking them out...and taking pictures.  I really, really hope nobody was looking out their windows.  At last though, we found a new brick.  Third times a charm?
By the beginning of January, the house had the pluming, heating and much of the electrical wired.  They didn't waste time on getting the insulation in.  That house was COLD to work in.  It seemed like every Saturday morning I was running out there to go over things with people, and they were probably the shortest meetings ever.  Once my toes started going numb, the meeting was adjourned.
View into the kitchen/dining room.  The large white piece of paper on the floor with the
pipes out of it will be the kitchen island.
The stainer was out to start staining the door frames.
I met with the cabinet makers to start picking hardware.  Dear heavens do all of the little choices get overwhelming.
The flooring has also been picked, and lucky for me I have this little girl that is my Assistant Designer.  She helped to pick her bathroom countertops.  She gets so into matching everything up, and told me, "Mom, we really have a lot of work to do!"
The kitchen granite has been selected.  We had gone on MLK, Jr Day since Eric and I both had the day off. He doesn't come with me for any of the selections, because he has no interest in it (which is great in my book). Since he had nothing to do, he decided to tag along.  The whole way there he was asking if we needed granite.  Once we got there and were looking at the slabs, he kept wanting to pick out the highest class ones.  Luckily, I was able to rein him back in and get back to our budget point.
Sydney was very into helping me pick out colors for the house, and insisted that her room would be purple.  Since there was some purple in her new bedding (shown with the brown and flowers) it was fine by me.  
Eric has the shelter all up and ready to start bricking, but we were again delayed because of the frigid weather.  You know it's bad when the high temp for the day doesn't get below zero.  It's finally warming up (to a balmy 30 degrees) so he was able to start today.

A front view of the house
As of Saturday, the garage is all sheet rocked:
The half wall still needs to be built for the staircase down to the downstairs

When we first got to the house this weekend to check it out, the girls had the most fun running around and playing tag.
Hiding in the kitchen pantry
Kendall looking out the window in the master closet
Eric and the girls standing in the master shower
mechanical/storage room
The family room downstairs.
Their favorite parts of going to see the house, are always checking out their new bedrooms.  The rooms are identical, mirror images and yet they were arguing over who got which one.  Luckily, they've picked the same room for the last two weeks, so hopefully we're good now.

Kendall in the spare bedroom by the closet
downstairs hallway.  Girls bedrooms are to the left, and their bathroom
and mechanical room are on the right
The bricks are here and ready to go!
I think Eric has two new helpers!
Finally, I've had a lot of ideas on how I want to decorate the new place, but...that might be awhile. :)  In the mean time, I started a little craft for in the girls play room.  I got some cardboard letters and modge podge'd some scrapbook paper on them, and then I'll hang on the walls.  Not perfect by any means, but I think the girls will give it a pass

Monday, January 14, 2013

You just said what?!?

I used to think I was a somewhat intelligent person.  I graduated high school with almost 2 years worth of college credits, I was on the honor roll, I graduated college with honors, I passed my CPA exam, etc.  As time has gone on, I'm realizing more and more that I may just be one of "those" people.  You know the ones?  You smile, pat them on the head, and tell your friends about them.

"Oh, Amy is really book smart, but she's a little lacking in common sense."  And then, your friends nod along with you because everyone has one of those people in their lives.  I always thought it was my friend April in our group {if you're reading this, I'm sorry April.  This wasn't the way I had wanted you to find out.}

Now, there have been some telltale signs that I could have been the one in the group.

A first indicator was the time I accidentally used salt instead of sugar when making a pitcher of Kool Aid in college.  I thought it was an honest mistake that anyone could make, until my roommate pointed out that I had to stand there pouring out over a cup of salt, and it never clicked.  Whoops.

Or the time I made this delicious broccoli cauliflower salad for Sydney's 2nd birthday.  No sooner than I was patting myself on the back for a job well done I hear my sister bust out laughing and saying, "Tessa! You idiot!  When a recipe calls for sunflower seeds, you don't buy the kind with the shells!"  Now the rest of the family was up in giggles after they had politely tried to refrain from mocking me.  I even snacked on a few of those sunflower seeds during the prep of that salad.

The latest dumbass comment came during our house build.  Eric and I had to meet the electrician to go over outlet placing.  Now this is serious stuff.  I don't want to be cursing for the next 30 years because I can't plug in a lamp where it should be.  We have to think of all possible options.  We had discussed most of the main floor and were now talking about outlets where the deck would go.  They decided we'd put one on the wall right outside of the door onto the deck.  I nodded thoughtfully and asked Eric if that's where he planned on putting his grill.  He shrugged and told me maybe and then went on to talk about other options.

Next up was further down where the deck would go.  Again I asked Eric if that's where he wanted to put his grill.  Getting puzzled he replied, "Maybe, it's not really that important to know now though."  ::sigh:: Men.  They can be so short sighted.  Exasperated I said, "Eric, you need to think about it so we know how to lay out the outlets.  You can't just put them anywhere, we have to think of the layout."

I was greeted with the look of confusion from both Eric and the electrician, and then it clicked.  Doh.  Eric laughing reminded me that we have a gas grill.  No plug ins were needed.

Oh yeah, I knew that.