I'm baaaaaaaaaaaack!!!!!!!!!!

I think I have been taken over by a facebook addiction. I get on the computer just long enough to check facebook and off again. No blogging. I know I have plenty of things to blog about but just don't take the time to type them out. Or I wonder am I giving more info than others want to know. I don't know I don't have a very exciting life but it is busy and I love it!

We are having a bit of deja vu this week. We have enjoyed this year of Kolette not getting very sick so much. She has had pneumonia twice this season but both times it was a rather mild version and it didn't knock her down. I foolishly thought maybe she is growing out of the rough stuff.

However Sunday night she got a fever and was feeling miserable. So I took her to the doc on Mon and he said her lungs sounded clear just could hear her asthma. So after a miserable Mon night I took her in for a x-ray Tues morn. She actually felt fine when we got to the hospital. She was on a Motrin/albuteral high and walked in all by herself showed me where the admissions desk was and also to the radiation waiting room. No one would guess she was sick. So I talk to the doctor a few hours later and he says she has pneumonia in her upper left and right lungs and also in the middle lobe. Puts her on 2 antibiotics. I am thinking ok we will be fine. But she had the worst time breathing that night. I resisted w/everything in me to not call the doc at home that night. No you won't be that mom I kept telling myself. She had a fever during the night but the rapid breathing more than twice what it should be when she didn't have the fever was scaring me and when she got her fever of 104.2 at 4am and her breathing was so fast I didn't even want to count coz i feared I would have to take her to the hospital. However I nebbed her and we made it thru to the morn at home. Anyhow her fever went away and I took her in to the doc again. He o2 kinda sucked and so he put her on prednisilone. I hate the idea of steroids but I hate a sick kid even worse. Sooooooooooooooooooooo we are on the mend now and I am so glad. He wants us to see a pediatric pulminologist. Only thing is they don't have any around here so we would have to go to Portland or Salt Lake. I guess I better get to looking. Thanks for listening to my babbling. I will try to not be so long next time or quite so long winded:o)

Things that make you go hmmm...

Wow it has been awhile. I get so busy I forget that I have a blog. It is a new year full of new things I am sure. Corrin is in a new classroom and so that is our biggest change. But you can't be afraid of change it is part of what makes us stronger.

We got the kids report cards on Friday. Corrin and Connor did great and had the expected comments on them. So no suprises there. My Ian however. . . well I have always known he marches to his own drum, that he is super stubborn, that he is smarter than he ever lets on, that you can't force him to do anything that is not his idea first. I also know he is super sweet and would do anything for anyone. But then again all on his terms. So his report card looked great but on the comment section was the sandwich effect. His teacher has had both Corrin and Connor in her class for kinder and 1st so she knows our family. Anyhow she says how great he is and how she loves to see his creative twist on things blah, blah, blah ok here is the zinger. "I would love to see Ian be more responsive to whole group learning that he does not see as meaningful, I think the more participation he would engage with the more meaning he would find." then a comment about it being a great quarter of growth. Gotta love it coz it totally sums up Ian. However this does not mean that I am not working on him and getting him to understand how important it is to me and his teacher that he participate in everything in class and always do his best. I still after almost 6 yrs haven't figured out how to best motivate that boy. If I figure out one thing that works guaranteed it won't work the next time.

Kids they are so different. I guess that is why I feel like my brain is in a fuzz. I am always trying to find what works for each of my kids and it always takes change. But I am thankful that I have the opportunity to do it:o)

Birthday happiness

It is funny how the older we get the less our birthday means to us. I am now 35 and no I don't think that is old. But it is funny how the little things are the things that mean the most. Every year since I was born my mom has played "The best gift" by Barbara Streisand on my b-day. She will call me and say nothing but the song is playing. Don't bother talking she won't talk back just let the music play. I love it! Traditions are a wonderful thing.

My brother flew in on Tues and had to fly out on my b-day. But this is the 2nd year in a row he has been here for my b-day. We all went to dinner last night and he came by this morn for a little bit before he flew out. It is sure nice to spend time w/your family even if it is a small one.

My kids all did s/thing for me. Corrin made dinner and dessert all on her own. The best part was she didn't even have to be asked. Connor went w/his Grandma a week ago and got me some perfume he knew I really liked. He thought it was a huge secret even though Grandma had let on but I kept up the ruse. His heart was what won me over. Ian gave me one of his fave hot wheels and a hacky sack ball and he wrapped them himself. Also a book he made at school that he read to me. Kolette made me 2 pictures that she had wrapped herself too. But I gotta say the hugs and kisses were my favorite parts.

Nope I don't mind birthdays as an adult b/c what gifts mean the most aren't the ones you can buy in the store you only find in the heart of s/one you love.

Out of the mouth of Ian!

I am so glad that God has a sense of humor and blessed me w/my Ian. That boy is always thinking and doing the unthinkable. Not bad just not what you would expect. He loves to create and begged me at the craft store for this bag of buttons and his own wire. So since I had told him No the last time I decided to get it for him. The next day at Kolette's recital he was sitting there making jewelry for his friends. He made his friend Natalie and her little sister a bracelet. He makes them for me and his sisters and makes Kolette rings out of wire as well.

So we have all these cupboards in our toy room. He likes to play in this one bottom cupboard and decided it was alot of work to open and close the door on it. So since on his 5th b-day my in-laws got him real tools he took the screwdriver and took off the door. Gotta admire his willingness to do it himself. So then he decides that his bear needs a hook to hang his scarf from he goes and gets a nail and uses his hammer and puts a nail in the side of his bunk bed. Grr... drives me crazy but yet he is using his brain.

So yesterday he is susposed to be getting dressed up for school and the Christmas concert was yesterday as well. So he refuses to wear his nice new sweater and turtleneck. He says he is susposed to get dressed up and needs to wear his Darth Vadar costume. He said the girls were wearing dresses and the boys get to dress up. I told him that they weren't wearing their halloween costumes but he insisted. So we settled on a nice black button up and a real tie. He loved the attention from the ladies and as he calls them "his girls" for looking so nice though.

Honestly he will argue w/me over clothes as much as Corrin. One of the other Kinder teachers told him she liked his shirt one day and it happened to be green. So he decides that he needs to wear a green shirt everyday b/c she liked it and she is pretty and nice. I had to tell her to tell him to wear red since that is his fave and he has lots of it. This boy wears cologne and worries about his hair. What am I going to do w/him when he hits puberty? He is such a darling sweetie but he already notices the pretty girls. He will even chase or push boys who mess w/his girls. You are very lucky if you are counted among his girls.

He just makes me wonder what next will come to mind. For now we will enjoy his being 5 and take it a day at a time:o)

It's beginning to look alot like Christmas...

Wow you can never predict the weather in our neck of woods. We have had the temp as low as 1 only last week and today we were dumped on w/snow. Yikes! It is alot and quite a difference. Now snow is fun to play in and look at. However I am not a fan of driving in the mess. So my wonderful brother who is flying in today choose today the snowest day to come in:o) Oh well only Corrin knows he is coming so it will be the icing on the cake for the kids. Snow + Uncle Mac = Utter happiness for my kids.

So we have been on the mad search for snow boots. Why oh why do my kids feet have to grow? Kolette lives in the land of happy hand me downs. Corrin that is never her world and now that Ian's feet are a size bigger than Connors neither of them can share. Soooooooo we tredge to Ontario yesterday too look for Ian. We look at K-mart and to no avail. However the lady thinking that my son can fit into a size smaller than he is was rather amusing. Whatever! So we start to go to Payless and they have NOTHING. So my mother in law calls and says she got some for Ian. Oh happy day! But unfortunately they were girl boots. Sorry but I refuse to do that to my sweet boy. So this morn Ian wore a pair 3 sizes too big and that is the way it goes till we find some. I sure wish s/one would have a secret stash and I would happen to stop in their store and we would all be happy.

So for now the search is on...

Black friday or thurs whatever...

Ok I have never been a huge Black Friday kinda gal. I have no problem getting up and going to JoAnn's early in the morn but my experience there has been rather pleasant. I have the drill down grab a number first thing then grab fabric. Actually have a friend grab the number and I grab madly at fabric. Then you wait and get your fabric cut. If you are friendly you can sweet talk others into letting you have a couple yards of the super cute fabric they have in their cart after they are done. It is early but nice. However this year I didn't deem it a good enough sale and after FINALLY getting my craft/closet of crap cleaned I didn't want to ruin it w/more fabric I didn't have the room for.

So. . . my friend asked if I wanted to hit Wal Mart and I wasn't quite sure if I wanted to do that. I decided against it but she asked if I wanted to drive to Boise on Thanksgiving and go to Toys R Us which opened up at midnight. So we did and it was really cold. However the wait for over an hour w/o coffee I might add they finally let us in. We had to use a cart w/a childseat on it for it was all that was left. I basically made it thru the main aisle all around the store. I did however get some great deals and feel much more prepared but not completely ready for Christmas. However it is just amazing to me how rude people can be. I seriously stood there not moving w/a lady pushing her boxes up against my back and my stomaugh was pushed up against the cart. But yet I waited nicely. But NOOOOOOO not this rude lady w/the nose ring. She pushed up an aisle that had NO room the wrong way and ran over a mans foot and just kept going. My friend Buffy she is much better at telling people to back off nicely. She told a lady who kept bumping her w/her cart repeatly to stop b/c it wouldn't get her any further. Grrr.... But after waiting in line for over 2 hours we were finally free. I got home at 4am and thankfully caught a little bit of sleep. Thank the good Lord for good children who didn't destroy the house while I got a tiny bit of rest.

Now we will see how much I want to go next year. The company was great and the deals were good so we will just have to see how much insanity we are willing to put up with. . .

Thank You!

I just want to say THANK YOU to all the service men and women who are serving our Great Country!!!! My big brother Mac is currently serving our country and has been to Iraq twice. I am so proud of him and how he is fighting for our freedoms. I am also thankful for my Father In Law who served in Vietnam when people who were enjoying the freedoms he fought for spit at soldiers and protested the war. And yet they still serve. THANK YOU just doesn't seem like enough to say. So I hope that everyone will hug or say thank you to a Vetran today or anyday for all they do.