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Auntie is here!  Spa day was a huge hit

Walking Weather

We are staring to see glimpses of warm sunny weather.  Spring is my favorite time of year.  I love when the weather is just a bit cooler but catching the golden rays of the sun feels so good! 

The kids beg to go on nature walks as the weather warms up and I happily oblige because nothing charges my batteries like walking in the fresh air on a trail off the beaten path.

The girls and I explore while Daddy pulls the wagon.  Following in my Father's footsteps, I point out anything interesting along the way...a small flower, an interesting beetle, a vulture that looks ready to swoop down and snatch a baby.

I'm not sure we will be able to keep Buddy in his wagon for much longer.  He wants to be exploring too!  We may have to find a trail with less water and more flat area in a few months.  Buddy is pretty fearless.  He would be in that water in no time flat.

As long as the wagon is moving, Bunny is a happy boy.  He loves to just observe.  

The girls collect sticks along the path and when we get to an area where I feel like it is safe for them to go down to the bank they are released to run free and through their sticks and rocks.  We occasionally spot a duck or two which sends them into a frenzy. 

Just like their mama, they love to explore and find little treasures.  Baby brought a bucket with her on this trip so that she could collect special things and also so she could sketch as she was inspired.

We even discovered a new path that was lined in trees.  Even though we could see (and hear) Daddy and the boys on the main paved path it felt magical and like we were in our own little world.  We spotted a red squirrel eating a nut and that made the girl's day.  Boogie made up a whole story about how we were three lost girls looking for food (of course).

On the way back, Baby stopped every five seconds to ask someone if she could pet their dog and every ten seconds to "sketch".  She is my little eccentric one.  Her pant leg was pulled up because she had skinned her knee earlier in the walk due to sketching while walking.

These trips often times end a little crazy.  We push it too long and the kids are tired and hungry.  We don't stay long enough and they complain.  Someone wears flip flop (ahem) and they have sore feet.  But I still come home happy and recharged.  I know before long the girls will be opting out of the "nature walks" and it will just be me and my boys so I am going to savor them and all their eccentricities while I can.


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I'll take that!

He's Mine

When I was pregnant with my children I spent hours thinking about what our kids would look like.  Would they get my eyes, Daddy's nice olive skin, my nose?  I have always loved that part.  Seeing how the genetics unfolded and made this perfect little person with a little of me and a little of him (well it's mostly all him for my kids!)

When Bunny popped out with his reddish blonde hair I thought "Where did he come from?"  And I know it is superficial but it has always bummed me out that he doesn't look much like any of us.  I think he kind of resembles Boogie in his face shape but their coloring is very different.  He is by far the fairest in the family.

I've read that children with down syndrome look more like their families than other children with down syndrome but in our case it's just not true.  Bunny looks like himself.

BUT....he started doing this a few months ago and I knew without a doubt that my genes were in there somewhere.  I sucked my thumb and twirled my hair far past the embarrassing point.  And he has the same technique as his Uncle..my brother.  The short hair makes it hard to twirl so it's more of a pat.

Even though his thumb sucking might cause some parents distress, I know it will pass and I think it's pretty cute.  I love that I can finally see a resemblance!

Oh and the mullet he is rocking in this picture also resembles a haircut Daddy might have had in his teens.  Wish I had THAT picture to share!

A Love Story

I read this story yesterday and was so touched.  What a beautiful story about finding your true love and perfect fit.  I was especially touched because Bill reminded me a lot of Bunny.  Bunny already has an intense love of football.

I truly hope that Bunny finds "his Shelley" one day.  I loved how the story talked about how they complemented each other and how they went to counseling so that they could learn to be better partners.  Sounds pretty typical to me!

I also loved Bill's chivalrous attitude towards his wife.  He sounds like a loving husband who is kind and very protective and loving to his wife.  If we are talking about goals for our children, in my top wishes are that my sons are good men who make loving husbands and fathers.

If you have time give it a read.  It truly is a beautiful love story.

My Valentines

My hot dates for yesterday.  We went on a nice long walk since the weather has finally decided to warm up!

Buddy was waving to all the neighbors and then being a big old ham when I got the camera out.  He reminds me SO much of my little brother.

Bunny is not quite back to his normal self.  He has a nasty cough and I think his mouth is still hurting pretty bad because he does not have his usual hearty appetite.  But he loves being outside!

Now who needs a Valentine when you have a twin brother?  I let Buddy out of his seat to walk some energy off and he insisted on pulling Bunny.  He was simultaneously charming all the older ladies out for their morning exercise.  We create quite a stir when we go out!

Conversations with Boogie

Me:  How did everyone like your Valentines?

Boogie:  Mom, the Principal came in and was just staring at the pen (above) that I gave my teacher.  She said "Wow Boogie!  You put a lot of work into your Valentines!  This is really cool!"  Then she realized I gave them to all the girls so she was looking at all the different ones and marveling over them!

(And this is what happens when your child is a book worm!)

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Baby's Valentine goodies.  She was so disappointed when she got in the car yesterday because she said her classmates said her dog was a silly dog and she wanted them to think he was cool.  Oh the drama of kindergarten!


Being a Detective

Poor Bunny had a rough weekend.  The croupy grumbling sounds that started last week (with no mucus. weird) turned into a fever and deeper lung sounds on Thursday.  I took him to the Dr right before they closed but she couldn't tell without an x-ray what shape his lungs were in because of his loud upper respiratory noises.  She told me to watch him friday and take him for an x-ray if he needed it.

Friday I thought he seemed a bit perkier so I decided not to take him because I know I tend to be more paranoid about Bunny and I didn't want to overact to a common virus.  I didn't really relax though.  My nerves were on high alert all day.

During the day Bunny fell back and hit his head on our brick fireplace.  Take about stress overload.  He was fine thankfully.  Scared me half to death though.

Then one of the girls jumped/stepped on him when he was sleeping on the family room floor.  I might have had to apologize for 2 hours for the words that came out of my mouth.  Again he was fine thankfully. 

All weekend I watched him like a hawk.  He was miserable and whining whenever he wasn't on Motrin.  I thought it was aches.  I don't usually give my kids anything for fevers that aren't that high but he seemed so miserable!

By Sunday he was breathing really fast and I just couldn't take the stress anymore so Daddy and I changed our date night to include urgent care.  That Dr listened to his lungs and thought they sounded bad enough to warrant an antibiotic shot (my worst nightmare but I know it was necessary).  He thought without the shot we would be in the ER later in the night.

He recovered pretty quickly so I suspect that he wasn't quite to the pneumonia stage yet BUT he kept whining and having times of screaming.  He had a follow up appt with his pediatrician and he thought his lungs sounded good and told me he was probably just feeling off.  I KNOW my son and he never cries.  He yells when he is angry (or scared of cookie monster) but he never just lays on me and whimpers.  It reminded me of this.

On Tuesday night I was so worried.  I was racked with guilt thinking that when his sister stepped on him she damaged him.  Multiple times during the day I checked out his body poking and prodding him but he seemed fine.  Then I checked his teeth thinking that maybe he had an impacted tooth or something. 

Every time I put my finger in his mouth he screamed.  I asked Daddy for a flashlight and discovered that he had a huge sore on the inside of his mouth.  I suspect that when he hit his head he bit his cheek.  Suddenly so many things clicked into place.  He had refused his applesauce earlier after a few bites and got really really crabby after I fed him baby oranges (Poor guy!  I might as well have poured acid in his mouth!)  He was also hitting at his face throughout the day.

I quickly called my friend who is married to a Dentist and got advice to help him.  Bunny has been sleeping like a baby every since.  To say I have relaxed is an understatement!!  I was SO worried about my guy!

Tonight we looked in his mouth (which is a dangerous job with his razor sharp teeth!) and his sore looked a million times better!  SO hopefully my happy boy is back for good!

I really do feel like a detective with this guy.  I feel bad that he can't tell me what hurts.  He must have been in so much pain this weekend.

On a side note, the urgent care Dr was kind of a dinosaur.  He was sweet to Bunny but kept saying "these kids this, these kids that" and on and on about how their health can be compromised and I so I had to make a point to report to him that at 23 months (on the dot) that night was Bunny's first urgent care visit for anything unrelated to his boy parts ha ha.  I am SO thankful for Bunny's good health!!

Fear of Cookie Monster

Someone has an irrational fear of Cookie Monster's Carly Rae Jepson parody.  I think it's his voice because he is not scared of our Cookie Monster book.  It took me a few days to figure it out.  He keep screaming and I would freak out because I thought he was in pain.  Nope...just scared out of his mind!