Saturday, September 20, 2003

Melissa, you've inherited your mothers gift!

Friday, September 19, 2003

Well, things are pretty much the same ol' thing around here.... one near death experience after another. It's amazing that anyone lives to be 3 years old really (especially on my watch). The adventures of this week have included the following....

Ada, as she continues to grow, continues to be able to reach new heights and consequently, higher drawers and cupboards. She found an old bottle of meds at my mothers yesterday. I noticed that she was spitting something out onto the floor saying, "yuk" and "blah". I turned around and promptly ordered her to quit making a mess on the floor. And then I noticed the pill container she had in one hand - and the "childproof" lid in the other. My heart sank as I read "Percocet" on the label. It was pretty old and there only seemed to be one left, because the bottle was empty, and Ada was spitting out what she had. We called Poison Control and then spent the next 3 hours observing Ada’s behavior. It was difficult to decipher “loopy” behavior from Ada’s everyday behavior. She kind of wobbles back and forth anyway, and is always falling down with a goofy grin on her face. She was keenly aware of the grown-ups’ concern and played along with the drama. Every time someone asked her how she felt she would say, "I'm tired.... medicine" with a very serious expression.

Jack nearly made it to the Emergency Room today. I'm glad he didn't, he's a regular there and that doesn't say much for his mother....
Anyway he was playing Horsey, riding on Eddie's back. Now, I didn't see what happened. But from what I heard I would guess the Horsey decided to turn Bronco...
I heard a scream and then I heard Eddie say "Whoa, that's a lot of blood". I ran in there and made high-pitched inquiries. Eddie told me about "Horsey" and said Jack landed on Ada's dress up necklace. I knew this story was true because when I cleaned him up, I saw 3 bead-sized bumps on the back of his head.
He was still bleeding, so I had to cut his hair to see how deep the cuts were. By the time I got to the heart of it I saw that it wasn’t too bad, but now he had this big bald spot that looked ridiculous. So I took out the “buzzer” and shaved off those sweet, fuzzy little curls. It nearly brought me to tears. Now his mournful little face looks even more precious and worried. I’ll have to send pictures….

So that’s been my week. I’m off to a wedding in a few hours. My mother has been asked to marry some family friends. She became a minister over the Internet so that she could legally perform the wedding. She feels really silly about it. But I can see why they asked her to do it. She writes so beautifully and is such a devoted friend. I can’t wait to see it. I’m always so proud to see my mother being so brilliant!

I didn’t realize that this was going to be a Super sized Blog…. Oh well. Have a Great day everyone!
Why is it that I find myself nodding when Danny asks if there is anyone in there?:) I am looking forward to going to the temple tonight with my dear hearts. I have loved this week and the feeling of change in the air. It has been a reflective morning for me because Nate sent me a poem that really unleashed memories and emotions that totally caught me off guard. It is so amazing to me that someone can string together words in such a fashion as to have that kind of an impact.
I really enjoyed seeing photos of Danny and Katie's apartment, area, children...etc. It is a little easier to conjure up an image of just how things look.
Tomorrow we're off to a BYU football game. Nothing quite like autumn in Utah. My love to you all. I am very blessed and happy. mom

Thursday, September 18, 2003

Hello! I'm home. Lonely at home, but making it through.
Doug gets home Sunday night. I have really missed him.
It's been a busy full week which helps, and I am so thankful for my kids, because without them, the house would be quiet and a lot lonlier. Some trips Doug has been on have been easier than others for me. This one has been long. I have been thinking a lot of my friend who also has three kids. Her husband travels all the time. He is gone for 10 days and home for 2-4, then leaves again for 10 days. I don't know how she does it. I love you all, and love hearing Chicago news. See ya later. Alison

Wednesday, September 17, 2003

Thanks for all the history Danny! Keep it commin' will ya?! Kiss Katie for me. Love,Mary