Multitasking

It is sure funny what we think about mom's before we are one. For example, don't we think we will NEVER let our children run around in a diaper, especially outside where they can actually be seen? Or do we think we will ever be standing in the middle of the street talking to the dogcatcher in our pajama pants, holding a baby in one arm, and holding the hand of your diaper-only child with scraggly just-woke-up-hair in the other? Probably not! But did we ever think life would be so gosh darn entertaining? How could we ever know! Yep, that was the adventure this morning. I'm sure I looked like I belonged on an episode of the Beverly Hillbillies. Then to make it even better, I had to chase the pumpkin. Let me explain. Jacob brought me home a pumpkin a few nights ago and I was sick of Kenna rolling it all over the kitchen floor, so I stuck it outside on the front porch. Well, while engaged in conversation with the dogcatcher (who was getting rid of the neighbors pack of wild animals) Kenna managed to push the pumpkin off the front porch. As she stood there in her diaper proudly watching, it rolled right down the cement stairs off the porch, then right on down the cement stairs of the walkway coming up to my porch, hopped the curb, and proceeded to roll down the street. So off I went, baby in one arm, chasing the pumpkin. Who knew pumpkins were so athletic? I am proud to say I caught the pumpkin, and placed it back in it's humble abode on the front porch- all the while carrying the baby and talking on the phone. Now THAT is multitasking.

Technical difficulties

Hayley, I need you to sit by my side again and help me figure this out some more! The picture thing is struggling. I try to add a picture on, and it just shows me a big triangle with an exclamation mark in it. I am really in trouble when my girls start learning computers in school. Maybe I need to find one of those Computers for Dummies books. I admit it, I'm a computer dummy. Anyhow, another week has come and gone. I am amazed at how fast the days go by. Little Allie always keeps us on our toes. Last Tuesday she started wanting to eat every 2 hours. To make it even better, it is a huge trial to get her to nap. She is so chunky, how could she possibly need that much food? Maybe I'll give her a good ribeye and then we can get a good 3 or 4 hour stretch out of her! I will count my blessings, however that she will have 4-5 hour stretches at night. I think the Lord is trying to teach me patience. I am needing it more than ever lately. A few nights ago Kenna was sitting with me in the rocking chair trying to "help" while I was patching some of Jake's pants. I told her she needed to get down and she just waved her hand and said, "whatever." All we could do was laugh because it was so darn cute! I just have to say that despite the trials we've had the past few months, I am so incredibly grateful for my little family. Yesterday during Sacrament I was in the back of the cultural hall rocking Allie to sleep. I looked a few rows up to see my wonderful husband and my darling little Kenna, then looked down to see my peacefully sleeping baby. It was one of those moments where you really can't describe the feeling you have inside. I smiled and took a moment to thank my Heavenly Father for all my incredible blessings.

Sick of being sick

So our greatest adventure the past little while started last Friday with a trip to the Dr.'s office. Kenna had started to sound like she was getting a bit of a cold, but by Friday morning she had a horrible barking cough and could hardly breath. She had been around her cousins who had strep and so we thought maybe we should get a culture done. Well forget strep, how about a case of croup? They gave her a breathing treatment, a shot of steroid to help take the swelling in her throat down, and almost gave her a shot of epinephrine. They told us to watch her close and if she really started doing worse to not hesitate to take her to the ER. What? The ER?! What mom likes to hear that? I admit, mom had some tears. I really hate shedding tears in the pediatrician's office. With the cute little elephant table and the painted monkeys on the wall, I still got teary. But, thank goodness we avoided the ER. She still is hoarse and has a cough, but I think we are on the mend. What an experience. Jake has had a cold too so that's not fun. Allie has a stuffy nose. Mom has been fine until I found out last night that dad brushed Kenna's teeth with mom's toothbrush. Nice. I ran to get some gas in the car and Jake put Kenna to bed. He couldn't remember which brush was mine and which was Kenna's, so he thought he would just ask the little lady who isn't even two yet. Well, she picked the wrong one. When he saw me brushing my teeth last night all he could do was laugh. Big oops there! So who knows, perhaps it will soon be my turn to get sick. We'll keep you updated!

Blog: Week two

I am proud to say that I am getting another post done before a week has passed! Still working on getting some pictures up. Our girls are still cute as ever. Last night after putting Kenna to bed she waved to me and said, "drive safe!" She is constantly saying the funniest things. I'm afraid she and Allie are both getting some kind of cold, though. So is Jacob. That makes for a grumpy household. This morning after Kenna got up she had to go sit under the bed and cry because mom was feeding Allie and couldn't hold her. "Hold you?" she says. Until next post, drive safe!

Hey, we're bloggers!

Thanks to some savvy help, we finally have a blog. Hopefully we can keep it updated! Stay tuned....