Friday, November 30, 2007
Christmas Book #2
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Christmas Picks
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Things I Have Learned
2. No, I won't catch up on my sleep later.
3. The capacity of my heart is endless and when I think I couldn't possibly love them anymore than I already do, my heart grows.
4. No, they won't sleep past 8:30 am (sometimes 7 am - Hagen).
5. Sleeping in is a thing of the past.
6. What in the world did I used to do with spare time? Spare time? What is that?
7. Call screening? What is that... I am lucky if I hear the phone!
8. Showers make everything better!
9. I can say 'I will get to it tomorrow' and if I don't -- I can't get fired!
10. Jeremy's personal truck is parked behind my vehicle...
If you are wondering how I learned #10 ... yes, that is how. You sometimes have to run into things to learn they are there. Thankfully I was going very slow and not much damage occurred.
I have decided I don't like the tooth fairy. Every time she makes a deposit - the boys disappear and she leaves these crabby, grouchy, fussy, irritable children. What's with that?
(Notice the tooth count.) Still trying to get a good pic of the teeth budding.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Lots of Changes Goin' On...
Mason no longer suffers from reflux and has basically still slept on his wedge because he liked it... so we let him... but we tried him without it and he is fine without it... so
So, say good bye to the swing :-(
Last but not least, the tooth fairy has made a deposit :-(
Hagen has one tooth coming in! Sorry, couldn't get a picture of it... will try later. Either the boys have been bitten by a crabby bug or the tooth fairy has made them cranky... Either way, if a tooth doesn't pop out of Mason soon, I am going in after it!!!!
Say good bye to the toothless smiles or for that matter the toothless crys.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
My Boo
Trouble Shooter 101
When your lights go out, you call TXU and tell them your lights go out. The 'dock' calls a trouble shooter and that person goes out to see what the problem is. If they can fix it - they do - if not they call out a crew to come and fix it. The trouble shooter will tell the foreman what the problem is and what they need to fix the problem. Jeremy will be a trouble shooter starting tomorrow. Today he picked up his company truck.
Blow Out
I was taking care of Hagen when Jeremy called for help. I found him knee deep in, umm, poop. He had it all over Mason's back, the changing table, his hands, Mason's clothes and two diapers. He said, "I don't know what else to do. Everything I touch gets poop on it." We got everything cleaned up and soaking in the washer. Wish I could get commission on this plug - but love this stuff - thanks LKD.
Fast forward to about 3:30 this afternoon. Jeremy was called out to work and I was changing the boys' diapers. I felt something wet on Mason's back. Yes - blow out #2 for the day. I proceeded to one up Jeremy - and I even got it in Mason's hair. Someone once told me the best way to clean up poopy diapers is to take them out back and hose the kid down - now I see the absolute genius in that! If only I could have done that.
"What's going on? What is that smell?"
If you weren't so cute - I would be a little grossed out at all this stuff I keep finding in your diaper! - and for that matter NOT in your diaper!!
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Big Boys
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
You Want Me to Do What??
Let me remind you this was in August - early August. I found out the next available appointment would be November 19th. OOOKKKK, so I made the appointment and the nurse said she would send me some bags. I could take a bag, put it over his penis. Collect the urine. Sounded simple.
So November 19th came up and I pulled out the bag she sent me. A note was attached - please collect urine 3 to 5 days before dr. appointment and take to lab. What??? Soooo, the appointment was in about 3 hours and I was obviously a little late on collecting the urine. I called to tell them my problem - they told me the next available appointment was in January - late January. OOOOKKKK, so I was about to make the appointment and the woman said I could see the nurse practitioner instead. We were able to get in on November 27th. This gave me yesterday and today to collect the urine.
I know this story is long - but I am telling it anyway. I called the lab - received a few more instructions on the urine collecting process. (fun) She also said I would need a cup, they won't take the bag - so I decided to just take him up there with the bag on and transfer it myself.
Yesterday, I put the bag on him. Put the diaper over him and he was just as happy as a lark.
Here we are, just waiting to pee.
After I saw some in the bag, I put both boys in their car seats and headed to the lab. When we walked in, the front desk person told a nurse that there were twins here. She told another nurse, who told another nurse and by the end I think about 5 women came out to take a look. I got the cup and took the stretch limo to the bathroom. At this point Hagen was awake and wondering what in the world we were doing. I had to wake Mason to rip a bag off his penis... as I was doing it, I noticed the bag was empty - the diaper full. What?????
Yes, apparently when he moved, peed, breathed, whatever - the tape came off and the bag was useless. Sooooo, I came out with Mason in tow and an empty bag in my hand. I got more instructions on how to collect the urine and was told I would get better results if I stuck his whole 'package' in the bag and cut a hole in the diaper to pull the bag through. She also gave me a cup so I wouldn't have to troop the whole family up there again to transfer it to the cup.
We left - exhausted - with no pee, but a cup, more bags, and more instructions.
This morning, I set about putting his whole 'package' in the bag... the whole 'package' didn't fit, so I just stuck the most important thing in it. Cut the hole in the diaper and pulled the bag through.
And we waited for the pee.
After a few hours, enough collected that I deposited Hagen and Mason with Gran and Pacci so I could take the urine to the lab.
I would just like to remind you that this is so we can take him off medicine that both doctors have agreed he doesn't need anymore - but neither will take him off it. And remember also that this was decided back in early August. It is now late November. I chose to be the doctor and take him off it. We are doing the urine test just so they can take him off it on paper. Really?!? Are you kidding me?
I want to end on a 'precious' moment. The boys know their bedtime. They start getting sleepy no matter what they are doing. It is really neat. Anyway, the other night Jeremy had them on the floor and was putting their pajamas on them. Hagen was so tired, he just fell asleep. Isn't he cute! And of course Mason is like 'Where's the milk?'
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
I must have way too much time on my hands...
Johnson Elves
Monday, November 19, 2007
Gobble, Gobble and Ho Ho Ho


All this being said, let me be frank. We love seeing all our family and friends for the upcoming holidays. Please wash your hands and let's be honest as well as frank - they put their hands in their mouths ... so if you really want to touch them - their feet and the tops of their heads are a great location ;-)
If you had a cold last week or you were around your best friend's cousin who had the sniffles or you woke up with a runny nose and you think it is 'just allergies' ... please visit us from afar. We can have a great conversation from across the room. Trust me, we have enough strangers running up to us acting like they know us. Feel free to acknowledge us at a distance.
Yes - eventually I will let them eat dirt and lick doorknobs (like their Aunt Erin) ... but for now, I would like for them to be in a bubble. Since this isn't possible - I have to be frank and honest. Hope you aren't offended.
Happy Gobble, Gobble, and Ho Ho Ho ;-)
Sunday, November 18, 2007
8 Months... already!!
Saturday, November 17, 2007
A Hunting We Will Go...
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Lots of Comments...
"How Preemie Moms Are Chosen" by Erma Bombeck
Somehow, I visualize God hovering Earth, selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to take notes in a giant ledger. "Armstrong, Beth, son. Patron Saint...give her Gerard. He's used to profanity." Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles.
"Give her a preemie."
The angel is curious. "Why this one God? She's so happy."
"Exactly," smiles God. "Could I give a premature baby a mother who knows no laughter? That would be cruel."
"But does she have the patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience, or she'll drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that sense of self and independence so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I am going to give her has a world of it's own. She has to make it live in her world, and that's not going to be easy."
God smiles. "This one is perfect. She has just the right amount of selfishness. "
The angel gasps, "Selfishness! Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn't know it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says momma for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it. I will permit her to see cleary the things that I see - ignorance, cruelty, prejudice - and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side."
"But what about her Patron Saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in the air.
God smiles.
"A mirror will suffice."