Saturday, December 18, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
On Saturday afternoon we loaded up the kids and headed down to Arlington. I have been doing geneology work lately and was able to find the cemetery that my dad's Father and grandparents and great grandparents were buried. This was a neat experience because my dad hadn't really had contact with his father since he was 4ish. Anyway, we get to the cemetery and it's locked! The sign said it was under survailence at all times and to call a number for access (it was in a somewhat sketchy area of town). Well we called and called and nobody answered. Will decided that we would drive around to the back side and hop the fence (Arlington is not super close so we wanted to make this trip count). A man was out doing some yard work across the street so Will talked to him and discovered that there was an area you could squeeze in just past the gate. So off we went to the front of the cemetery again. I got my camera and snuck into the cemetery. A little while later while I was looking for the last of the headstones I saw Will and the kids heading toward me. Of course Ryan refuses to be held, even with a bum leg. The cemetery was not what you would call well kept. There were tons of weeds and very long grass you had to manuver in. Anyway we get back in the car and head for home. About 10 minutes into the drive Will noticed Ryan was breathing funny. We thought she was joking but she continued to Hyperventalate and wouldn't respond to us talking. I look in the rear view mirror at her and through it her face looked a bit swollen. I asked Will what he thought, and he said it looked that way to him also. She was still not responding so we pull off the highway to a gas station and ask directions to a emergency clinic because we thought our daughter was going into anaphylactic (sp?) shock. (since the grass was long I thought she could have been stung by a bee or bit by something or come in contact with something highly allergenic) This gruffy old guy follows me out and wanted to look at her. I thought this strange, but I wanted to get a good look at her myself. He said her pulse wasn't racing so that was a good sign and that we should follow him to a place up the road. On our way we were still trying to get a word or anything out of Ryan, but all I could see was saliva running out of her mouth. Then all of the sudden she just starts projectile vomiting (Owen thought this to be the funniest thing ever and laughed like I have never heard before). When she could catch her breath she said "I Ok momma dadda". Then we realized, of course she was just carsick. (I would highly recommend no long trips in the car after having two sippy cups of milk for this girl). When we pulled up to the ER place the gruffy old man came to our car wondering why we weren't rushing her inside. Then he took one look inside and got his answer. Come to find out he was a medic in the Armed Forces most of his life and his license place said he had a purple heart. He was so helpful and if Ryan really had been going into anaphylactic (sp?) shock he would have been the reason she survived. Lessons learned...if traveling more then 20 min with Ryan in the car, cover her car seat with plastic and really the whole area around her with plastic. Our daughter just naturally has a puffy looking face. And in order to make Owen Laugh hysterically, just have Ryan vomit.
Posted by Nicole at 11:45 AM
Monday, April 5, 2010
I mean look at how helpful the girl is (or maybe how patient Joe is with her helping)
She even got her nails painted for the very first time. After Uncle Joe painted them she came running into the other room to show me saying "Pretty, Doe do pretty mommie"
Then comes the boo boo. Ryan broke both her tibia and fibula, but doesn't let it get in the way of her playing some galaga and Mrs. Pac Man
Posted by Nicole at 6:49 PM
Friday, April 2, 2010
Which book should i read?
It had been a little while since I had seen Ryan when I heard "go nigh, nigh baby" and a door slamming shut. I was instantly angry at Ryan (Trying to overcome the quick to anger business), rushed to the bedrooms to make sure she knew it was not good to wake up Owen (he had been napping only 30 min) when I realized she was putting her lovey to sleep in my bed. When I reached her she said, "shh..shh...baby sleeping." Then she opened the door to my room, went in and gave her lovey a big kiss and an even bigger hug. What a sweet little girl. See why it is so ridiculous of me to be so quick to anger?
Posted by Nicole at 6:23 PM
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Hoping you understand,
Posted by Nicole at 8:37 AM
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Ryan absolutely loves her heart pajamas. She refuses to wear cloths most of the day, but if it is time to sleep you'd be hard pressed to try to do it if she doesn't have her "jammies, jammies" on.
circles...and not pictured though equally loved are clocks. If Ryan sees any one of these things she goes crazy with joy and says the name of it over and over again, until you confirm to her that "yes that is a circle (or whatever it may be), good job.
Posted by Nicole at 10:18 AM
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Owen absolutely loves piano music. When he hears it he gets so excited and starts clapping, if the song particularly moves him he will even start bouncing and dancing in his seat. We were at Joe and Stephanie's house one night and Luke was playing the piano, Owen was just in heaven, I think his reaction melted his great grammies heart. Now he loves playing his own piano.
Posted by Nicole at 8:44 PM
Sunday, February 14, 2010
A toy kitchen! Compliments of Grandma (and Will spending near 2hrs putting it together). She was so excited and set off opening all of the doors saying "where food? where food?" So I let her open another present...
No idea where she gets that look from :)
Jack's laughing because Ryan tried to give him a kiss with a face all covered in frosting
Posted by Nicole at 6:11 PM
We were able to go to Washington for Christmas...We started off in Spokane with the Elmer's. It was the first Christmas in three years we were all able to be together There was lots of game playing, junk food eating, Rockband playing and very little sleep. This was our first year doing a Memory Christmas. Each member of the family had one person to write a memory about. I think it was a hit and hope it is a new tradition.
What a sweet little man cuddling his Grammy
We will just lead you to believe Ryan was sharing the puzzle
It snowed a little one day we were in Spokane and Casey took Bennett and Ryan out on the sled. Ryan LOVED it.
For New Year's Ryan, Owen and I headed south to my mom's (Will had to go back to work a couple days after Christmas). There were many dogs, cats, cousins and fun to be had. Too bad I didn't whip out my camera for any of it. Ryan and Owen warmed right up to their Grandma so I was able to get some good napping in.
While we were there my dad, Weihua and Wen came up to visit. We went to Chuck E. Cheese with Michelle, Chris and the boys
Posted by Nicole at 6:00 PM