My cute little niece Evi

Ok, I'm way behind in my posts, but I had to post these. I'm hoping to get the last 4 months done soon, but I make no promises.

My sister Paige had her baby the first part of June. Little Evilyn. She is such a sweetheart. I am so lucky to be her aunt. I just love her to pieces. She has lots of dark hair, and is a just tiny little thing. Still wearing new born clothes.  We are so glad you are a part of our family little Ev.  Look at her cute little face!

This one is my favorite:

Brock has some big news!!!

My Sad Baby

Brock has been sick this last week with a cold.  When he was about 6 months old he got a pretty bad cold and we took him in for a checkup.  We couldn't see our regular doctor, so a PA helped us. Anyway, long story short, he was mis-diagnosed and we took him back in 3 days later and were 1 oxygen point off of rushing to the hospital. His oxygen was so low. They did 3 breathing treatments at the doctor's office and then sent us home with a nebulizer and meds. Ever since then when Brock gets a cold with a cough, it hits his lungs SO hard and gets this really nasty cough.  We just give him breathing treatments and it usually goes away pretty quick.

(This was the way we used to do treatments, but we got a new mask. I think it's been better)

This one started about the same, at least I thought, but we were out of Albuterol for his breathing treatments, so we had to go in for a check up to get more. We saw a random doctor because we went in on a Saturday, and last minute.  She asked me some questions, loss of appetite - yes, diarrhea - no, fever - no, runny nose - yes.  She looked in his ears, and listened to his chest. She said his lungs sounded crackly, so that's why she prescribed the steroid, and the antibiotic just in case something was growing in his lungs, pneumonia etc. She prescribed an antibiotic and a steroid and more Albuterol.  She said his oxygen levels were good, 95-96, but still wanted to do a breathing treatment there at the clinic.  He usually does pretty good with treatments.  I had him watch Astro Boy on my phone and he sat pretty still for the first little while. Near the end he started freaking out and wanted to be done.  When he gets mad, his whole face gets flush, and his ears get really red.  We were just about done there, we finished the treatment and she was giving us our prescriptions and then she feels his head, and he was warm, because he had been freaking out from the breathing treatment.  So then she says, "do you want me to give him a tama test?" So I said, "What? like Swine flu?" She said, "Yes. The treatment will be the same, if he has the flu it's too late to give him the Tama meds, but I don't think he has it, he just feels warm..." Is that weird? As an after-thought, maybe he has swine flu...? So I asked what we would do if he did have it, and she said nothing. With all the meds she prescribed and with it being 4 days later from his first symptoms, cough, runny nose, cold symptoms, and the fact that he never had a fever, he was most likely fine. So I said, nah, if you think he's fine, we don't need to run the test. Was that a bad thing? Should I have had the test ran, just to be on the safe side?  I asked if he was contagious and she said, no more than a regular cold. So I didn't think we needed to. I kept him home from activities and church, so I think we are fine.

The gave him a mask when he first got there because he was coughing so much and so loud. I kept saying, "cover  you mouth" so the nurse said, "do you want a mask so your mommy doesn't have to keep asking you to cover your mouth?" he said yes, but wore it for about a minute.

Anyway, so he's been sad lately. He found an old binky in his diaper bag and held it up as if he had just found a buried treasure, big eyes, huge grin and a little giggle of excitement. He put it in his mouth, grabbed Buddy (his little blanket) and ran into his room and climbed up into his bed. I followed him and asked him what he was doing, and he pulled his binky out and said, "I go ni-night mommy." He has NEVER done this.  It was so sad.  I felt so bad for him.  He was not feeling well.

After a few days of meds he seems to be doing better. Darrik says he has been pale lately, and he still hasn't had much of an appetite. He also still has a pretty deep cough, but it's no where near as frequent.  I just want him to be all better and be my happy, funny kid again. This sad, ornery, emotional, clingy kid was only fun for the first few days. But I still love him!!

Happy Heart Day

Brock and I made sugar cookie dough for valentines cookies the Friday before Valentines, after we made a huge mess fort in the living room.

Brock was a big help. He was my best little taste tester ever. How do the dry ingredients taste buddy? Ha ha ha

He loves to help. He always wants to get up on a chair and help me cook whatever I'm cooking in the kitchen. I love it, most the time.  So this was really fun for him.

 

A few days later we rolled out the dough and cut out all the cookies.  Brock is a little spaz. I had to say to myself many times, breathe... it's ok, he's having fun.

He wanted to smash the dough, and cut, cut, cut the already cut hearts.  He was messing my hearts up, ha ha ha, and I would hand him a piece of dough to put on the cookie sheet and he would roll it into a ball and throw it. But he had fun. I had to be so patient. He is ALL boy, and Mr. Destructo, so he was crazy making cookies, but he had fun, I have to keep saying that. It was not the most fun for mom, ha ha ha.

He kept picking little pieces of dough off and eating it. Little stinker. It was so funny.

 

We had to do the cookies in shifts. Mixing, rolling, cutting, baking, frosting because it takes a long time, and a two-year old (and a mommy) can't last that long.  So the decorating came a few days later.

Here is us before church the day before Valentines.  Brock wearing his hot pink shirt and tie I made him.

This picture is dark, but I liked it a lot.

This was Valentine's day.  I worked all day, and left around 4:30 to go pay the mortgage, and pick up some things for dinner.  Darrik called before I left work and and asked when I was getting off. I didn't want him to know I was leaving early because I wanted to do some secret things before I got home.  I got a text right when I pulled out of the parking lot at my work. "you are not at work..." WHAT? is he stalking me? It was so creepy, and funny.  He called me and told me he was just stopping by to say hi on Valentine's Day, and Brock wanted to come in to mommy's work. I told him I had to go to the bank, and run a few errands.  When I got out of the bank, this was what my car looked like...

 

With this note:

 

 And Darrik NO where to be found.  I just sat there and laughed my head off. It made me seriously giddy. Like when we were first dating. I don't know why.  I loved it.

I got home and made us a yummy dinner of steak tenderloins, strawberry spinach salad, asparagus, baked potatoes and chocolate dipped strawberries.  We were lucky that there were still steaks in the freezer.

 

Dinner was SO yummy. I don't mean to brag, but I make a mean steak. It was amazing.  The chocolate strawberries didn't really turn out, but Brock loved them and ate almost all of them.

It was a wonderful, relaxed evening with the family. I loved it.  I couldn't be happier.

These were Brock's valentine's to give out... we didn't end up doing handing them out. He just used the tattoos and carries the pictures of his "friends" around. They were $0.97, so it wasn't a huge waste.

Then a few days later we decorated the sugar cookies. We had so much stuff in our cupboard from past projects, I didn't even have to buy anything.

 

Brock did a really good job decorating.  He was so funny. 

 

When he was done with this one he said, "mommy, take a picture my cookie. It CUUUUUTE!!!" I laughed so hard.  All the cookies were cute, mommy cute cookies, cute cookie dad. I was dying.

 

 

And here he is doing what he does best, fighting pose, and faces.  He keeps us laughing all day long (when he's not sick)

Scared face

Classic mad face

 

Love you sugar lips!!!

 

Happy Heart Day!!!