If you read my blog that often, you know I'm definitely not addicted to posting. My addiction comes in the form of reading. I love to read the blogs of my friends; keeping up with the comings and goings of their families. There are a few blogs, though, that I love to read and they're written by complete strangers. So if you're looking for a few good blogs written by someone you've never met, check these out.
Kelly's Korner - She has an incredible story surrounding her daughter's birth. So if you need to be reminded that miracles do happen, click over for a peek. Also, how could you not enjoy reading the blog of a fellow Sonic drink lover? Except I prefer a diet cherry vanilla Dr. Pepper to her diet vanilla Coke.
Bring the Rain - Make sure you have Kleenex available when you check this blog out. It's a great reminder that sometimes miracles don't necessarily happen the way we think they should. And even in our most difficult times, God has a plan and is doing incredible things in and through us.
My Charming Kids - This is my all time favorite right now. Keep some Kleenex handy for this one too. On occasions it's a tear jerker. MckMama has an incredible story surrounding the birth of her youngest, Stellan. Her little guy still needs our prayers, though. I definitely recommend checking this one out.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Do You Know What Dapper Means?
Yesterday during nap time, Evie was having difficulty falling asleep. Whenever that happens, she usually carries on conversations with either the princesses painted on her walls or her stuffed animals. I'm not sure who she was talking to yesterday, but this was the conversation I heard through the monitor. "Daddy, you're dapper. Daddy, you're dapper. Daddy, you're dapper." Now, thanks to Nana and the book Fancy Nancy, my two year old can correctly use the word "dapper" in a sentence.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Some Guys Have All The Luck
Here are a few recent pictures of "Biggie" aka Emmitt. How is it fair that a boy ends up with such long eyelashes?
A Nasal Aspirator and Tears
If you have ever thought of using a nasal aspirator on anyone besides a non-mobile infant, I would really hope that you rethink that thought. I didn't, and I definitely reaped the consequences later.
Evie and Emmitt both came down with double ear infections this past weekend. Even though they are on the mend, Evie's nose is a non-stop drippy faucet. It wouldn't be so bad if it was typical clear snot, but it's not. It's nasty, thick, yellowy, mucousy snot. Since Evie doesn't like to blow her nose, I'm constantly having to wipe it, and if I don't she either eats it or plays with it. So, I had the brilliant idea of using the nasal aspirator. I knew she wouldn't like, but I didn't quite understand how much.
I laid her down in the living room and turned the TV on for a distraction. Then I got out the aspirator and started to stick it up her nose. Suddenly little 2 year old hands were everywhere. They pulled the aspirator out of her nose. They pushed me away. They covered her face. They were doing everything to keep her nose and the aspirator far, far apart. Not only were hands everywhere, but the noise level was also amazing. She started crying so loud that anyone would have thought that she was near death, and her face became the color of a tomato. I finally gave up after a few tries with very little success.
When Evie realized that she had won the battle with the aspirator, she eased up on the crying a bit. She continued with the post cry shudders until I laid her down for her nap. The last thing she said to me before rolling over was "I have tears" in the most pathetic Southern drawl voice I've ever heard her use.
So here's my advice for anyone with a melodramatic child like mine. Don't even think about the aspirator. Just keep Kleenex handy.
Here are a few recent pictures of our drama queen.
Enjoying Sesame Street Live with her new friend Zoe.
Our big 2 year old
This is how I found Evie after her nap one day.
Relaxing with Christmas.
Working hard at the computer.
Gotta love the glasses.
Evie and Emmitt both came down with double ear infections this past weekend. Even though they are on the mend, Evie's nose is a non-stop drippy faucet. It wouldn't be so bad if it was typical clear snot, but it's not. It's nasty, thick, yellowy, mucousy snot. Since Evie doesn't like to blow her nose, I'm constantly having to wipe it, and if I don't she either eats it or plays with it. So, I had the brilliant idea of using the nasal aspirator. I knew she wouldn't like, but I didn't quite understand how much.
I laid her down in the living room and turned the TV on for a distraction. Then I got out the aspirator and started to stick it up her nose. Suddenly little 2 year old hands were everywhere. They pulled the aspirator out of her nose. They pushed me away. They covered her face. They were doing everything to keep her nose and the aspirator far, far apart. Not only were hands everywhere, but the noise level was also amazing. She started crying so loud that anyone would have thought that she was near death, and her face became the color of a tomato. I finally gave up after a few tries with very little success.
When Evie realized that she had won the battle with the aspirator, she eased up on the crying a bit. She continued with the post cry shudders until I laid her down for her nap. The last thing she said to me before rolling over was "I have tears" in the most pathetic Southern drawl voice I've ever heard her use.
So here's my advice for anyone with a melodramatic child like mine. Don't even think about the aspirator. Just keep Kleenex handy.
Here are a few recent pictures of our drama queen.
Enjoying Sesame Street Live with her new friend Zoe.
Our big 2 year old
This is how I found Evie after her nap one day.
Relaxing with Christmas.
Working hard at the computer.
Gotta love the glasses.
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