9 weeks and counting...

Yes, I know, I'm only 9 weeks. I can't believe that's it, but all in all it's okay! Last week was pretty much whilwind of sickness throughout our house. I was off 2 days last week, although I actually attempted to go to work and as soon as they heard me coughing they sent me home. I guess it's better than chancing the kids to sickness and having it loop around and us catch it again!

I spent a couple days just vegging out and catching up on sleep, or so I thought! We got caught up on a lot of stuff and planned our Valentines Day Festivities. Long story (they usually are) short Brandon stayed with us this weekend (his "mother's" weekend) and we made it a family V-day! We woke up Saturday morning and headed out to Syracuse to go Furniture shopping. We arrived in Syracuse a little later than expected (Miss. Kara wanted to sleep in) and spent about an hour and a half in the furniture store, we found what we wanted and dickered a little bit on the price and we were out of there. We went over to Great Northern and looked around, had a pretzel for lunch because we were anticipating a big dinner at OLIVE GARDEN...we met up with my cousin, her hubby, and daughter chatted with them for a while and joked at how busy OG would be...well needless to say, I called OG around 5p.m. and it was a 2 hour wait to eat. Well that royally pissed me off so I just said lets go home! On our way back to 81N I decided to call around and we ended up at Spaghetti Warehouse...what a great place, we want to go next time when it's not so busy...

Hope everyone had a great Valentines Day.

xxoo

Mixed Emotions

So much has happened in our lives in the past 2 weeks there is no way I can relive it all and type it all down. Most everyone knows but long story short...Tim lost a AWESOME Friend and Co-worker Jan 30th to a senseless act and our lives will never be the same when Daddy walks out the door.

Now that I've started I don't think I can stop...my husband helps people he shouldn't have to let his guard down when he goes into a house to help someone ailing of pain or suffering. My husband is not in the military nor he is a policeman who both have extensive training with guns to protect themselves along with the proper equipment. I often laugh when people ask me what he has for protection and I say...scissors. And honestly up until this happened Tim never carried scissors with him. I understand what military and police officer's wives go through now, but never did I ever think living here in the BIG city of Watertown would we ever have to worry about Daddy working...yes I do occasionally get worried on Friday and Saturday nights but since this...it's just no sleep at all worried. And the moral to the story is that those military wives and police officer's wives chose to marry those men in those professions. I married my man because I love him, I'm proud of what he does and I could go on. Never, ever in my life did I think I would have to worry this much. I'm sure it will fade but not anytime soon. That is one week I never want to relive. Granted, it's not over for Tim, he still has the "what if's" and the "well's" and I'm sure he will for a long time. I got the pleasure of doing a trip with Mark during my pregnancy...I have to share...When I was pregnant and working at Guilfoyle doing Trips I got a call the night before to be in quarters at 8a.m. that I was taking a gentleman from Alex Bay to Syracuse for a doctors appointment and back home. Already knowing that would be a long day I asked the dispatcher who my partner was, he said Mark Davis...a new kid. I said great the new kid everyone is complaining about, he wears his hat backwards, he just looks like a doof and he is probably useless.

I learned more about Mark Davis that day than I can tell you. Mark introduced himself to me when we got to quarters, Mark asked me how I was feeling (he knew I was prego) he told me that he personally knows this guy and he will take care of most of the lifting for me. Well when we walked into this guys house little did I know he had no legs was completely on life support and definitley needed 2 people. Mark and I lifted this guy and he kept his eye on me. Noticing that I gaged a few times because of the smell he made up this excuse for me to go get something in the bus, he winked and I knew he told me to go outside to get fresh air. I drove on the way down while he monitored the patient and when we got to the appointment we chatted while this man was in his appointment. He asked me how I was feeling and if I could handle monitoring him on the way back (this was the rule at GEMS) I said yes, and he said well if you can't I have no problem doing it. All the way home he kept asking how I was because he knew this man stunk!!! He even stopped in Central Square at Burger King to let me get fresh air! I was so pleased to have gotten to go with Mark that day. Just an all around nice guy, I was so honored to know him and call him my friend. He will forever be honored and missed in this home.

My next quick topic before I hit the couch is this Octuplet mother...normally I'm not a TV watcher but today was different, today I laid in bed all day feeling like I was either going to deliver this baby TODAY or die...I was watching Dr. Phil and all I have to say is WHO CARES HOW MANY KIDS SHE HAS....she doesn't have the Dugger's beat yet...yes John and Kate and the Ferrill Five...yes...but honestly I could care less. I'm glad she doesn't live in our state because even though we don't pay child support for Tim's Ex...we pay for her to have Food Stamps and Housing, etc...(I really shoudn't be that way) I couldn't possibly imagine paying for this lady who has no job, no husband and lives off her children's Social Security Disability. But on the other hand, my great Christian self comes out and says no...it's kind of wrong that she is doing this, but again the next breath says who cares...apparently she only did it for the publicity which is ethically wrong in my book.

xxoo

P.S. anyone else noticed that Kate Gosselin just looks horrible and not so down to earth anymore??? She's trying to hard on her image. Again, noticed that on Dr. Phil today. I do give these woman credit because they have 8 and 14 respectively I can't even manage the 3...almost 4 I got...poor kids get called the wrong name all the time!

The Past Year

I've been fighting back tears all of last night and today and I'm finally gonna let them go (I do apologize, some tears may be hormones kicking in, but the other tears are just "normal" so they all say)

While rocking Kara to sleep last night (I don't usually do this, I just wanted to after her birthday party yesterday) I remineced the past year and just cried. She sat staring up at me and I cried harder. I realized that I am going to write this down after I type it, and keep it in her baby book for her to reflect back on when she's older. Hopefully she will appreciate it.

One year ago today I was sitting in this exact chair rocking and talking to your Daddy about all the things I wanted in life for you. Little did I know you would make your appearance in less than 12 hours. My water broke while I was sleeping at 12:55 a.m. on January 28th. I sat up quickly in bed and called for Daddy who flipped the switch on and watched in total amazement as my "water" broke all over. I went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet while Daddy called the doctor and called Grandma and I think he even texted a couple people!! He checked on me while he called for Brandon to wake up, when Brandon finally woke up and realized what was going on, the rest was pretty much a blur until we got out the door. Mommy put a towel between her legs, put on her pants and went downstairs and waited for Daddy. We took Brandon to Uncle Doug and Aunt Trina's house and then went to the hospital. Daddy called everyone (at 1:30a.m.) on the way to the hospital to tell them that you were coming soon. When we got to the hospital Daddy was sure that Mommy was going to take a wheelchair to the Maternity Floor...Mommy was sure that she was going to walk. We got up to the Maternity Floor and were greeted by many nurses who took care of Mommy. Soon after Mommy was "hooked" up to monitors Grammie and Grampie showed up. It was less than 12 hours later and you came into this world. Your first cry was immediately breath taking and I just cried along with you. I was so happy and in total amazment that you were really here. You had so many visitors in the hospital along with the wonderful nurses you had. Nurse Carla and Nurse Kari were the greatest. We stayed in the hospital for 2 days and then Daddy and Brandon came to get us and take us home...this was the start of your new life...

When we first brought you home Mommy didn't put you down much, I just wanted to hold you all the time. On the Friday you came home Mommy and Daddy along with you went to spend the weekend at Grammie and Grampies you had so many family members you had to meet. Sunday was Superbowl so we had plans to eat all day at their house. We left during half-time to come back home. We were watching the last 32 seconds of the game while I was feeding you your bottle when all of a sudden I looked down because you made a noise. You weren't breathing and started to turn blue. Mommy quickly gave you to Daddy who started to blow in your face and pat your back. You eventually took a breath but were limp and not acting like "yourself" We waited a minute while Mommy went hysterical then Daddy called the doctor. We didn't wait for him to call back we just went to the hospital where they took us right in. Mommy was hysterical most of the night, but luckily we had so wonderful friends that were working to help Mommy. We had to stay at the hospital so they could run tests on you and see why you stopped breathing because you did it again in front of the doctor. We stayed for 4 days until they ruled out everything. It was a very hard 4 days, all the poking and prodding they did on you Mommy just didn't want them hurting her baby. At the end of 4 days we got to go home but not without an Apnea Monitor. Dr. Victoria gave us a monitor that you had to wear around all the time to make sure and to alert us when you stopped breathing. We had to simply "nudge" you and wake you up.

This was also your first trip to Syracuse. At 12 days old you got to drive to Syracuse and go to the Pediatric Sleep Clinic at St. Joseph's Hospital. Mommy, Daddy and Grammie made a day of it, we took you to the Mall and out to lunch. We packed bags because we didn't know if you were going to be admitted or not, but luckily we were told to keep monitoring it that it could possibly be a case of bad Acid Reflux. You wore the monitor for 3 months on and off, mostly at night! We eventually became greatful of that machine. The doctors put you on medicine call Zantac that we put in your bottle and you didn't even know it!! You did so well.

In April, many things happened, with the beginning being the death of your Great Grandmother Dot!! You never got to meet her but she heard all about you from Grampie he sure bragged about you and showed her pictures on their last trip to Florida. The day she died we were at Grammie and Grampie's and got to say good-bye to her before she died. She was sick with Cancer and needed to go be with God. We sure wished you would have known her, she would have just "eaten you up" Also in April, on Mommy's birthday you were baptized at Mommy's church in Croghan. Great Uncle Kim and Aunt MaryAnn were your Godparents. "Aunt Bethie and "Uncle Joe Joe", Patrick, Livi and Courtney also came to see you baptized. We had a little party at Grammie and Grampie's afterward.

In May we started building our new deck after the pool was put in. You loved it outside. On Daddy's birthday May 10th after finishing the deck Grammie and Grampie took you home to spend the night so Mommy and Daddy could spend some time together for Daddy's birthday. This was the first time we left you for this long. Mommy cried for about an hour until Daddy convinced her it was ok. The next day was Mother's Day so as a surprise Mommy and Daddy got up real early and drove to Croghan to go to church with Grammie and Grampie and to see you. We went and had a nice dinner out and then came home. This was Mommy's first Mother's Day.

In the summer months we did a lot as a family. You loved the pool and often "yelled" at Brandon while he was swimming and she even got to go into the pool with Grampie. Even though their pool was much much cooler than ours she got to stay in for a little bit. The summer also brought on many trips to the ER with fevers which later were found out to be viruses and teeth. Over July 4th we woke up to find our princess will a 104.7 temp. We packed up woke up my Grammie and headed to Watertown cooling you with a washcloth all the way. I held you all the way there (Yes, Britany Spears wanna-be) We got there only to wait for 3 hours and by then her fever was down.

Labor Day came and went with actually another fever...must be those patriotic holidays. School started back up and then came our blessing from above...

FIONA!!! We found Fiona from one of Mommy's co-workers who lives across the road from Fiona she told me to give her a call and it just so happened she had openings...FOR ALL THE KIDS. We went and met her and immediately fell in love with her. You loved her too.

September was a busy busy month. Mommy and Daddy got married on September 20th. We had family in from all over the U.S and they were staying with US!! The week before the wedding was extremely stressful, but we made it through. You and Tyler were pulled down the isle by Brandon. You both looked so adorable. You stayed the night in a hotel with Grammie and Grampie while Mommy and Daddy stayed in another hotel. The next day we were so happy to see you...we missed you. On September 22, Mommy, Daddy and You traveled to Atlantic City, NJ for our "babymoon" we had so much fun. You enjoyed so many things...all new to you. You got to put your feet in the Ocean, ate at all sorts of restaurants and walked up and down the boardwalk!! We got back safe and sound and missed your brothers.

In October we gained full custody of your brother Tyler and he moved in and got quickly adjusted. You love playing with him and lately all you do is defend yourself to him...knocking him over and playing "rough" with him.

Your first Thanksgiving was in November we spent it with Uncle Mark and Aunt Deb at their house with all of Grampies family. Grammie fed you turkey and you loved it...Surprise!

Then came your very first Christmas...Mommy was so emotional, we actually let you play with your presents while we were wrapping them, but you didn't have a clue!! We went to Uncle Mark and Aunt Deb's for Christmas Eve with Grammie and Grampie and then Daddy, Mommy, You and Brandon went back to their house for the night. We got up and went to church and then came back to open presents. You had more fun playing with the wrapping paper and the boxes than the presents!! In all you had 4 Christmas' The next 3 days following Christmas were filled with more presents.

Here were are in January already. Mommy remembered last January as being on "minor bedrest" Last January was quite boring and went by so slow. I remembered re-doing your room and re-arranging so many times to have it perfect. And now here we are you're already 1. We had an amazing party at Gramma and Grampie's with family in attendace. Uncle Kim, Aunt MaryAnn, Reah, Aunt Teresa, Uncle Craig, Jenn, Savannah, Caitlin, Great Grammie, and Uncle Bruce came to your party. You just loved your cake...heres a picture.

Also in January, Mommy and Daddy found out they were expecting another baby. So next year on your 2nd birthday you will be a big sister.

Kara Michelette, you are truly a dream come true. Thank you for changing my life. My love for you grows more everyday. Sometimes I just sit and watch you in total amazement all that you have learned in the past year it just simply amazes me! I love you pretty!


this post was done over a 4 day period...love this busy life...thanks for reading.

We're Doing It AGAIN!!!

Yes, please get the rolling of the eyes, they "holy shits", the "wow, so soon(s)" comments out of your system before reading on...

It's "un"official but because I have an extremely large family who already knows and a 3 year old son that has not stopped talking about it since the day he found out I decided that I probably ought to tell people before I get the "why didn't you tell me(s)" So, yes, Tim and I have been blessed with baby number 2 (4). I found out after much procrastination last Friday. Tim has been telling me he thinks I am pregnant by the way I am acting, I have been schulffing it off saying he's nuts. Yes, I admit, I have been more "bitchier" than normal, but I just can, I'm the mommy and I can. So we actually made a bet at dinner last Friday night that I am, so of course I hate to lose so I bought a test and when we got home ran right upstairs and took it and honestly I didn't think it would be positive but their was no 2 minute wait, that sucker was positive immediately. I began to cry, out of excitement/holy shitness/what am I going to do now/nerves/I lost a bet. All the emotions just came screaming down and just like with Kara I sat in the bathroom close to an house wondering what to do, "how am I going to tell my parents" much like a teenager would wonder but then I realized that even though I have 3 kids and my life is crazy and people look at us funny, I am married, own a home, have a full-time job, and pay my own bills, and have a very supporting husband with an amazing and rewarding job, so what am I worried about. I cried most of Friday night watching Kara play and just be so "grown up" She played with Brandon and us and I just cried. I can't believe she will be 1 next week, I am just at awe and I can't even talk or type about it because tears come to my eyes. My baby that I have dreamed and prayed for is growing up. It will be hard to have another one when I have given so much love to this little girl. It shall be interesting.

On that note, she has grown to be the walker/talker. She is so darn funny that I often just watch her without her knowing and laugh because of the things she does. With the help of Tyler she has learned that cars go on the floor and make the "Raspberry" sounds and that its fun to try to race cars, she has learned to fight and stand up for herself when her brother tries to take a toy away. Whether it be slap or hit or pull hair she will get her toy back or the one he has because she is the princess. Yes, we do punish her after we get done laughing! She has begun taking Mom and Tot swim lessons at the YMCA on Wednesday night. She is funny splashing and playing with other kids, she continues to go to "Ona's" and has actually learned a lot from playing with other children, actually today, she didn't want to leave! Because of her attitude and personality she has landed herself in Time Out at Fiona's a couple of times, she just thinks the word NO is too funny.

Tyler continues to make WONDERFUL strides at Preschool. He as well as Kara have learned that Mommy and Daddy don't have to be around 24/7 and that being away for a while is cool. I have a hard time getting him to leave school and just before Christmas he would whine and cry when he would see me at school, now he looks at me, blows me a kiss and continues what he is doing. I'm still so proud of him and what he has accomplished. We still have issues with his behavior at times, but we may have pinpointed much of that with being tired. We are still in the process of potty training, its getting better with the help of school. His speech is improving and he now has imaginary friends so when he thinks we aren't listening he jabbers to his friends. And my most favorite and recent thing is that he now says KARA not KWAWA. It's so unbelievably cute, his R's have made progress. Presently I am listening to Tyler scold his teachers Bridget and Kristin and his friends Anna, Cassie and Nate...all real people but not in my house!

Brandon has started playing the recorder for music class so currently I am listening to him toot his horn in his bedroom after an hour of "Mom, listen to this, do you like this song" Mom, I now know what you had to deal with; I'm sorry. Brandon has also started swim lessons on Wednesday night and swims like a fish. He will be our swimmer, we hope he continues to like it and excel in something he likes.

Tim also started back school last night. It was nice to have a month off with him being home, but it was a quick month and believe me we found stuff to do on those "off" nights. It seems we are still constantly on the go to where we had to change routine of things. We try to either eat really early (now that I get home at 2:45...love the school system) or really late like after swim lessons. But lately, while Tim works we like to stay in on cold nights (like tonight) and be in our pj's by 4!!! It's 5:10 and I'm looking forward to bed...sad isn't it.

I haven't been to the doctor yet, and I hate to jinx stuff, but hopefullly all is well. Everyone at work is taking bets because they laugh at me because I honestly don't know my last period, I haven't had one in so long. So today a co-worker really asked me, what would you do if they said you were due like next month? I laughed and then thought about that in depth...wow, February 6th can't come soon enough. Thanks to the Baby Boom at Fort Drum it's almost impossible to see a doctor.

Sorry for the long update, but I haven't updated on everyone in a while!! XXOO

Resolutions 2009

Oh, as many people say..."same resolution shit...different year" Yup, that's me...for the 5th year in a row, same resolution. I think my resolution last year might have been split between weight and giving birth to what I thought was a HUGE baby last year at this time, but obviously my plan backfired...not only didn't I lose weight, but the baby waited 27 more days to come out!!

This year, I've honestly, truly, compasionately (sp) taken a whole new step on not only "weigh loss" per say, but "healthier styles" I have finally hit rock bottom and been in a "funk" for about a week or two. It officially hit this past weekend. I weighed myself at my mothers and as much as I really don't need the "blogger world" to know because I'm unbelievably embarassed, I weigh more now than I ever have and I weigh more than I ever did while I was pregnant with Kara.

My thyroid (lack of one) may have something to do with it, but I'm sick and tired of using that as an excuse every damn time. Yes, I am on the highest dose I have EVER been and the doctors did tell me that after Kara my dose would lower, but it has only gone up...I've researched and researched, but it may come down to another opinion...possibly closer to home...but first...here's the new 09 plan.

• we WILL be utilizing our YMCA membership...even the daycare ladies said...we didn't think you would come back when we went tonight. I have started Water Aerobics Mon, Tues and Thurs nights and the kids do swim lessons on Wednesday nights!!
• I will be cooking more, eating out less...yes Mom, you think this is impossible, but convienence is the story of our life.
• I will be cooking with more whole grains, which means switching the kids to wheat bread, which yes, makes Brandon not too happy, but the 2 little ones, don't have a clue. Tim...whole other story...if he's hungry enough...he'll eat right?
• attending church as a family! Which again, may prove impossible after this weekend. Many of you are probably thinking...Tyler...nope my Tyler with a vagina...KARA....Holy Monster.
• and last but certainly not least...ME...Tim and I have agreed to give me one night alone, even if it is going to aerobics without taking all 3 kids to drop off...I get to go alone. He will make his class nights his alone nights, which gives me my nights!

There are many more, but it's more of a let's do this as a family year. I am so glad to have all 3 kids healthy and getting them involved in the community. This year, I want to be more active as a family. But until May, it will be hard, but we will be doing it as best as we can for now!

On another note, until I sign off for tonight, I just have to tell you that the first night of Water Aerobics went great....but I am extremely sore and irratible because I'm exhausted...when I told Tim I was going back tomorrow, he giggled and said...I love you hunny! Just remember I will help you and encourage you!

We're 3

Tyler made it, he's 3, and as we speak he is currently giving me quite the attitude, but I admit, it's probably the over tired, sick of people, presents and pizza attitude.

In a week we've been crazy busy. Last weekend, we had Grandma's 51st birthday, Kara made a cake (ok...Walmart did, Kara "picked it out") I made dinner for Mom we spent the night and then came home the next day. Then came Christmas Eve, I worked all day then we packed up and went to my Uncle Mark and Aunt Deb's house in Tylerville, stayed there most of the night, I ended up reliving old times and drove my drunken parents home while Tim, Kara and Brandon followed behind. When we got home Grandpa convinced Brandon that Santa loves Genny Light, so needless to say, Santa and his reindeer enjoyed Cookies, Milk and a whole can of Genny Light and Santa even left a note thanking Brandon for the great tasting beer!! We got up the next morning and went to Church with my step-brother and sister, Kara wasn't ready to get up for the day so during church she konked out! After church Mom and Dad watched the kids while Tim and I went to meet Heidi half way to get Tyler. He was so excited to see us, it had been 6 days since he had been home. We came back to Grammie and Grampies house and ate, and opened presents with Tiff, Tyler, Great Grampie, Grampie and Grammie. Great Grammie showed up later we got so much. Around 4:30 we all headed home, all 3 kids slept on the way home, thanks to all the fresh air they got playing outside! We unloaded, finished up some last minute (stocking) Santa stuff and woke the kids up to come inside...we all crashed after opening out gifts.

Friday was our Christmas with our "besties" Uncle Joe Joe, Aunt "May Beff", Olivia, Patrick and Courtney came over to open presents with us. After that it was nap time for all of us.

Saturday was Lyndaker Christmas back in Croghan, loaded the van and up we went for the day. The boys had a great time playing with all their cousins and we ate way too much.

Sunday--oh...Sunday...Mommy had the bright idea Saturday night to take the kids to Chuck E. Cheese...DUH MOMMY WHAT WERE U THINKING?????? We got up around 9 on Sunday and Tim and I contemplated we asked the Bova's to go with us...yeah they were smart and said they were busy. So we all got ready, packed the kids up and told them we were going for a ride. Ty and Kara were asleep before we got to Adams and Brandon by the time we got to Mexico, they woke right beofre we got there. Holy freakin busy...DUH Gabe, it was a weekend!! We stayed for a while and then went to the Mall to get Tyler his birthday presents. Ate dinner at Denny's (I was craving pancakes) and then came home and crashed.

...And here we are...Tyler's 3rd Birthday it's now 8:30, my house is finally back to "normal" and I'm getting a chance to finally upload pictures. I worked all day and I got the funniest phone call at work...all I heard was "MOM, I GOT DOLLARS" My Grandma Carolyn sent "Master" Tyler 2 dollars, he was so stinking excited...my dollars mommy, my dollars.

Here are a couple pics from our busy week!!! Love to All

Stay tuned, I'm sure my next post will be KARA'S 1ST BIRTHDAY...sniff sniff.

Things are starting to settle down

BUT SOMETIMES I LIE....So, Sunday after Turkey Day we picked up kids from Heidi's and headed off to go bowling (of course after nap time) and surprisingly Tyler did well, he didn't spazz like crazy when we got there, he sat still for me to change his shoes, we picked out a ball together, he carried it to the lanes, went to go through it for practice and BOOOOOMMMM down he goes, 8lb ball on top of finger. I chase the finger while Tyler runs to daddy, whining, yes just whining my finger, my finger. I gather ball up, look at Tim, Tim is white and mouths, "he needs F*%King stiches, much to my astonishment, I replied...what, you are totally over reacting, he takes his hand off Tyler's finger and it starts GUSHING Blood, Tim ran to the desk and said, I need a first aide kit...NOW, luckily, I stayed calm...yeah...me...weird huh. I gave Tim a couple "Seriously, Stop freaking out looks", I grabbed hat, mittens, boots, gave Brandon $20 and told the people we came with to have fun with Brandon and we will pick him up later, Tyler needs stiches. Ran to the car, with bowling shoes still in tact, packed up kids, made a couple phone calls, dropped Kara to my bestest friends house and headed for the ER...yup...packed...luckily Daddy-O pulled some strings (the joys of his job) and we were back in Minor Treatment in no time...no crying, no nothing...amazing for my almost diagnosed Autistic boy. (keep reading, the calm before the storm) We get back there and the nurse beings to examine him as he tells her his "finner" hurt, she begins to take the bandage off much to my surprise SCREAMING BEGINS...MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY NO NO NO MOMMY, yup wrapped back up, and we are sent for an x-ray...x-ray complete broke in 2 places, time for stiches, I will spare you the screaming hysterical detail, it was just bad, we will leave it at that!!!!! After we "all done" he was telling everyone about his "finner" and he broke it with big balls (lol...my kid) and it hurts bad...he told all the nurses thank you and bye friends...thanks to the great Tylenol with Codeine he was quite talkative to everyone!!! I am now convinced that my little boy does not need speech services at school anymore...GET OFF OF ME AND I WANNA GO HOME RIGHT NOW, came out quite clear in the ER. So here we are 8 days later, splinted, wrapped, and still broken, Tyler is now deathly afraid of his 10 month old sister, who thinks his finger is something to play with and take away from him, she will sneak up to him while he is watching TV and YANK it off, to the response of him screaming and her laughing (i love my little girl) so whenever she looks at him and smiles, he screams because he's scared. Stiches come out Thursday, and God only knows how long before it's completely healed, he's gonna have one heck of a scar because of where it's placed it was very hard to stich.

So....Monday night 9:30, my night consisted of...gormet meal for my family...hot dogs and mac cheese...oh yeah..carbs...then a trip to Urgent Care with the above named CHILD. I came home and the little shit had green stuff oozing from his eye, I looked at Tim and said...yeah, thanks for saving that for me...we ate, Brandon and Kara went to one of my co-workers house while Tyler and I went to Urgant Care where he proceeded to tell everyone there my finner broken...the PA took one look and said, yup PINK EYE...no daycare, no school and wash his hands. Ok...Tim is working nights all week and Ty has school tomorrow, I am busy at work...yeah...ok....so it took a lot of energy to make the decision that he needs to go to MOMMY HEIDI'S HOUSE because we have no where else to take him, I would normally stay home with him until Tim gets home at 8:30, but I'm so busy to where an HOUR is precious time at work...A WHOLE OTHER BLOG...THANK YOU GEORGE BUSH AND OUR ECONOMY....so he is off to his mothers, Brandon is asleep on the couch with the game controller in his hand and I am feeling myself ready for beddy bye...after praying I don't get the dreaded PINK EYE...y do they call it pink when his eye was oozing GREEN....people and their colors!

****PLEASE SAY A PRAYER FOR MY FRIEND SARAH AND HER FAMILY AS THEY ARE DEALING WITH HER FATHER'S ILLNESS SO CLOSE TO CHRISTMAS****

SARAH, YOU ARE IN MY THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS EVERYDAY...PLEASE CALL IF YOU NEED ANYTHING!