Monday, June 29, 2009

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Trying to Lighten Things Up

My sweet and precious little has been having struggles with rectal bleeding since potty training back in September. The pediatrician finally allowed us to get a referral to see a gastroenterologist this week. The gastroenterologist believes all is well but would like to do a colonoscopy on my sweet girl to be sure. It absolutely breaks my heart to see her go through this and I dread the day of the prep as well as the day of the procedure. She had two especially concerning bleeds this week and the pediatrician said if it happened a third time in 24-48 hours, she wanted to admit her to the hospital and just get all the testing done in a more timely manner. I was telling Gabriella and Chase about it and Chase asked me why she would need to go to the hospital.

"So we can get to the bottom of this situation, Chase" I told him.

Chase's response, "Literally!".

I love that boy ;)

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Monday, June 8, 2009

I Thought it Was Why

I remember when Gabriella and Chase were the ripe old age of 3 and everyone telling me kids that age love to ask the question why. They did. It did not seem as exaggerated as many people seemed to say it would.

And now I have this beautiful, bright and precious little 2 year old running around. She has quite the vocabulary and is already showing signs of being quite the voracious little reader ;) She frequently requests that I tell her a story, which oftentimes means, just talk to me about everything. Lately I have noticed that these "talks and stories" are laden with the repeated questioning by her of "where".

"Mama, where Chase go?"

"He went to the rodeo with Papa and Daddy."

"Where?"

"The Rodeo?"

"Where?"

"In Kissimmee."

"Where?"

"At the Silver Spurs Arena"

"Where?"

"In Florida"

"Florida! There are lots of thunderstorms in the summertime. In Florida!"

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Frustration

This has been a frustrating week for multiple reasons; including broken and ruined things:

Frustration #1: Paul broke my iphone. The screen is totally shattered and it turns out that At&t does not insure iphones since they are a product of Apple. ***big SIGH***

Frustration #2: Gabriella left the garage freezer open and I had to throw out a bunch of food. A friend on Facebook commented that she knows I treated Gabriella with much grace in regards to the incident. Is telling an 11 year old, sarcastically, that they had to pay for the ruined groceries with their own money considered handling the situtaion gracefully?