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A complicated boy

We have now started to deal with a complicated little boy...he has an obsession with NOT wanting to get his snow boots snowy!!! Why? Because then they're wet and he can't wear them in the house!!! You're all probably laughing because it's such a funny issue we're having, and believe me, I laughed for a while too...but with all the snow we're getting now and for how big he's getting, I'm not laughing as I try to haul him, his book bag, etc every time we step outside the door!!! Oi Ve. Chad keeps trying to tell him that he wears his boots (which Kale has the same exact pair in his size) outside in the snow, but he's just not having it! Hopefully we get through this phase soon.

I also had a funny and complicated conversation with Kale yesterday - this is how it went:

"Mommy, why does the buck hanging in our yard have a band aid?

"The buck doesn't have a band aid honey"

"Yes it does Mommy"

"No honey, maybe you're seeing his tail or something"

"Why do we have a buck hanging from the tree?"

"Because daddy and some friends went hunting and someone shot it"

"But why is it hanging from the tree?"

"To drain all the blood so they can take it in to get the meat"

"Oh, so they put the band aid on to catch the blood? Just like I do mommy?"

"No honey, there is no band aid"

"Okay...but I still think there's a band aid Mommy"

With that I walked away from the conversation (because I have NO knowledge of deer and feared he'd ask me more! And honestly, he'd argue with me until I finally just gave in!) We later had to take some rope to Nick at a bin site and as we pulled out, I suddenly realized WHY he kept asking me about the band aid...it was the deer tag!!! He is way too observative for 3!!!!!!

My 7 year olds!!!

I have been so terrible about blogging lately and I'm so sorry...if I wasn't in the field, I was trying to catch up on everything that I was behind on here in the house. My poor daughters, they turned 7 November 18th and I haven't even written about it yet!!

I always feel so bad because their birthday is so close to Thanksgiving and they usually end up having at least 2 birthday parties (cakes anyway) because I hate to have everyone travel twice in 2 weeks so it always is jumbled up for them, but they take it in stride and probably enjoy the attention!!! This year I gave in and let them have their girlfriends from school for pizza at the Pizza Ranch. I have never heard so much screaming before in my life!!!! When it was over, I told the girls "don't think you'll be getting this every year!!!" I was amazed at how a couple little girls came up to me and said "so when are we getting started?? Don't you have games to play?" Of course we had little activities to do while we waited for the pizza, but obviously I'm new to the rules of birthday parties!!!

It's hard for me to believe that my little girls are already 7. I vividly remember the day they were born. It was unseasonably warm, there was no snow on the ground, and it was a very long day stuck in bed so both babies could have monitors on them. Chad was very nervous, but I was very calm...I can only imagine the fears and worries of the fathers - worrying about their wife, the health of their babies, the health of their wife if problems should arrise, etc.

The humor of the day: Nick and Kathy (Chad's parents) and his sister, Nikki, showing up at about 8:00 am after we had told them to wait because it would be a long day of induction so there would be no need to rush - I think they were excited for the first born(s) grandchildren to the family!!! - Chad having to duck tape the stirrup up on the bed so I could push and his quick reaction to NOT wanting to cut the umblical cord!!!

The scary part of the day: Mia being rushed out of the room to intensive care because she wasn't breathing and would later be on a breathing machine for 3 days.

The outcome of the day: The most beautiful, healthy, and special little girls in the world!!! Oh, and an expanded wasitline for their mother!!!! I wouldn't change a thing though - we are truly blessed.

Too much time on my hands...

Not sure why this 80's song lyric popped in to my head when I sat down to do this post, but it truly fits!! Not for me - but for Mia. During the 5 days that all 3 kids were sick, Mia obviously had too much time to rest and the boredom set in! After bath yesterday, I was combing her hair and noticed that she had a spot, right in the front where her hair parts, that had a big chunk taken out of it about 1/2 an inch from her head and about an inch wide...I about cried! She has been growing her hair out for a while now so I was so confused as to why she would even attempt it. When I asked her, I got the typical answer "I don't know mom, I didn't know it was that bad". While I am devastated that she did this to her hair I have kept my cool, knowing it could have been so much worse. So this morning while getting ready for school, I commented to her "seriously, I can't believe you did this to your hair (as I chuckled)...do you know how long this will take to grow out??" She was quiet for a moment then panicked..."what if my friends notice, Mom??" Hmmmmmm, should have thought of that one maybe!!! I didn't say that - I kept my cool. "If you don't point it out to your friends, they won't even notice honey" (that is, until we have to pull her hair back for dance on Monday night...can't cover that one up!!!) This isn't the first time this has happened in our house and for two girls who are almost 7, I didn't even think that this would happen again - I am FAR more worried about what Kale will cut up! Guess this was a lesson learned for me as well!!

The UPS man delivered some sick little critters

Are these not the saddest little trick or treaters you've ever seen??? Of all times to get sick, all three of them started running a fever on Friday morning so were unable to go trick or treating this year. We still got dressed up though!! The kids STILL continue to run fevers today - now on day 4. All three have developed a cough as well and the clinic says they are treating all flu like symptoms as H1N1 but they are too far along to get Tamiflu so we just need to let it run it's course. Hopefully they will be well again in a day or two - I think the 4 of us are starting to want our own space. I had such high hopes this morning when Amilia and Kale woke with a fever just over 99 so tried to wade the day out without medicine, but by lunch it was back up over 100. Anabelle, who it all started with early Friday morning, continues to jump from a temp of 103 then down to about 99 with Motrin/Tylenol but goes back up quickly when the meds wear off. We go in for the flu mist on Thursday so hopefully we won't have a reoccurance of this later this winter!!

On the bright side, Chad has promised the kids a tea party once the crops are out since they didn't get to enjoy Halloween - dressing up for it and everything!!! It will definitely be photo worthy, that's for sure!!

Little Helper!

I could post over and over again about the funny things Kale does and how much of a 'boy' he is, but this was so cute...my garbage disposal has been broken for about a month but field work kept us from getting it fixed. Last weeks rain allowed Chad to finally put a new one in, to which Kale thought he should help! At 3, Kale totally knows what tools are what and was quite happy with grabbing tools for daddy - even offering up his thoughts as to what tool would work best for whatever Chad was doing!!! So, thank you, MEN of the house...the disposal works great!!!

Great news!

As I'm writing this post, I realize that the great picture I took of the tree in my yard is past due - it needs to be a tree with no leaves or possibly even snow on the ground (which hopefully the snow done until December now!!). But none the less, we have great news to report. After Ana's yearly check-up with her neuroloist, we now know that as long as she doesn't have any seizures between now and June (which is very unlikely since she hasn't had any for a year now) we will be able to take her off her meds!!! Thank you, Lord, for letting our little girl continue be the happy and go lucky little girl that she is during all of this and for making her strong enough to go down this road...we're nearing the stop sign and we're very excited.