Brace Yourself

First the pictures, because I wrote the text first. I think I still owe a 10 month update and it's coming...
Eddie loves playing with his leapfrog click start computer and is getting quite good with the mouse. J is eating chunkier foods.



A friend and I agonized over wether to get this adorable pink sweater--and I'm so glad we did. She looks so cute in it--wish I had clothes that hip.
Den decided to give the ergo a shot and he really liked it. I bought a used one recently and it doesn't seem to be working out as well as the other I borrowed. I"ll give it one more shot and then give up and buy new.

This last picture of the smiling Eddie is after he worked hard to stack all that stuff on top of the fire truck. I was just shocked he wanted his photo taken.

Brace Yourself is what I wrote in an email before I told Den his car had a flat tire. My life feels like a Country/Western song right about now. Den is out of town. He'll be gone til Monday. Fortunately I've imported G'parents Ohio since he'll be gone over the weekend. From Oct. to now, he traveled only one week in December. That's more time at home than since I met him--and it's been nice. He's already got a trip scheduled one week after he returns.







I decided to drive his car on Wednesday. Trying to get the car as close to the curb as possible in front of our house I manage to gauge the sidewall of the tire--mind you the car has about 1000 miles on it. I don't even have the door open and I can hear the air leaking out. Went flat in less than 10 minutes. This is the kind of crazy thing Den does, not me. :)

My Thurs. was so crazy, I literately had no time to have the spare put on, so our car sat in front of the house with a big 'ole flat, if I leave it too long like that, the neighbors will probably worry I'll put it on blocks next in the front yard.


Josie wakes up Thurs. morning with a rash in her diaper area that was spreading all over her body. After killing an hour with the doctor, turns out she is allergic to penacillion/amoxicillian/augmentan--that whole family of drugs. Apparently sulfa drugs are commonly used when thee is an allergy to penecillian--I'm allergic to sulfa--sure hope she isn't allergic to that too. So I guess it's okay that right after I gave her a dose of amoxicillian this morning I dropped the bottle and pick sticky stuff spilled not only in a puddle at my feet, but reminded me of the blood-splatter tests I learned about in another life--it left pink 10 feet from the place of impact.

You know you're at the peds office a lot when the staff knows you. I can't imagine families of 5 kids.

Also on Thurs. We heard back from the first of about 6-8 preschools we are considering for Eddie--we're number 28 on the waitlist. No, that's not a typo. Too bad because I really liked that one. Went to another open house Thurs. They wanted an $80 non-refundable application fee. I'm tempted not to apply on principal alone--$80!!! How much processing is involved to tell me that I'm on the waitlist? Too bad because it seemed like an interesting option.

On Friday went to yet another preschool open house. This one sounded more promising. There were more openings in Eddie's age group than any other school we've considered, and if I get there at 5am on the day of registration, we have a really good shot of getting in and at least I would know. But wait, there's more....

Friday I decide to clean Josie's high chair and run the parts through the dishwasher. By dinner time I'd forgotten to put the straps back on. While I was getting carry out, G'ma Ohio was feeding Josie. Well, after she got a bib. Problem was Josie managed to 'jump' out of the chair while g'ma was getting the bib. That's how Eddie described it. We're not sure if she hit her head or not because Eddie is the only one who saw her fall. I was remarkably calm, after all, Ed had fallen 32 inches from our bed a couple times and this was only 26 inches and we kinda think she fell on her bum.

Either way, doctor's office instructed me to wake her every 2 hours until I went to bed and then every 4 hours after that--for two nights in a row. Ugh. Talk about establishing bad sleeping habits. Oh well.

Saturday was a little better after such crazy Wed., Thurs. and Fridays. Only 48 hours till Den gets home and then another 7 days before he leaves again.