It was COLD. Snotty-noses kind of cold. I was bundled-up under a fuzzy blanket, trying to stifle my whines.
And then there were my girls. Out there on their little field playing their hearts out and loving it. I think my heart just about burst with pride watching these two little monkeys playing without fear or hesitation. Were they afraid of the other kids? NO. Were the afraid of getting kicked in their shins like their mom was when she was their age? NO. They fell, they got right back up, grinning. They LOVED IT.
Adi scored 3 goals (and had 3 almost-goals)
Piper, who was her own worst enemy out there as she tripped herself constantly, scored two goals.
We weren't always sure that the girls remembered that they were on the same team...
Even Nana and Papa braved the cold weather to cheer on the girlies!
And little Porter-Pot even did some cheering (while trying to sneak onto the field)
We went to Whit's House next... where I got really sick :( The kids had a great time though, and by Friday I was feeling much better. These are the only pics I got and they're from Friday & Saturday, but we all had a great week!
Porter dominating Chris,
Roasting marshmallows outside,
Little Miss Katelynn,
Chris was our entertainment (sorry Chris, but I had to post this pic),
Apparantly, I am not SuperWoman. The hospital doctor told OP and I before we left that it would be perfectly fine to take a 12 hour road trip in a couple of days. Sure, she should be feeling like her old self by the end of the week.
Ha. Ha.
I did pretty good the first two days, but by the third, I was pretty sure that I was going to have to go back to the hospital. *Sigh*
Luckily I was staying with my own little nurses, Whitney and Chris, and they saved my from myself. Apparantly a 101 degree fever, a heart rate of 128 and 35 resperations per minute is a bad thing... who knew? I went to see my favoritest doctor in the whole world, Dr. Lamb, and he gave me an antibiotic shot, and then some strong antibiotics to take at home.
My own team of helpers (Whitney, OP and Chris) helped me get back to almost-better soon, and they watched the kids, brought me fresh water constantly, were there for my every beck and call....
Well, hey, maybe the vacation to Arizona didn't turn out all bad!
I'll be posting some pics of the kiddos having a completely-obliviously good time in AZ soon, but for now I must go and lay down!
We are supposed to be driving to Arizona right now to spend a nice, warm Easter with some long-lost family. Instead I am waiting *rather impatiently* for my husband to get home with some magical pain meds for me.
What happened? Well, I ended up going to the hospital on Thursday (maybe... my days are all flipped-turned around) and just checked out. Thank goodness I am home with my babies again!
Apparantly I have Pericarditis, which is an inflammation of the sack that surrounds the heart. It really isn't as serious as it may sound. It does hurt worse than it sounds however, but I'm on a couple of good drugs, and the pain has already decreased a TON. There was a few scary hours when the docs were pretty convinced that it was a blood clot in my lungs. I think that the moment the doc said that, OP nearly passed out. I however, had morphine pumping merrily through my body and just really wanted to go to sleep and stop breathing (which Orrin had to keep waking me up and reminding me to do).
Thanks to everyone who visited and called and everyone who kept us in your prayers, I truly felt them!
Now I'm off to plan a new (cold and wet) Easter for the fam (or lay down and take a nap... probably the latter).
Here is Adi. She is six. Her best friend is a little boy named Jacob. Adi and Jacob drive us all crazy.
We get phone calls at 7:30 in the morning with a teeny-tiny voice asking for Adi (apparently Jacob's parents didn't realize he was on the phone). EVERYDAY. And then everyday, Adi follows me around begging to please play with Jacob. ALL DAY LONG. I am not exaggerating. You should hear the two of them arranging their lil' play date.
*sigh*
Yesterday Jacob called Adi and asked if she was "obeying her mommy" 'cause he wanted to play with her.
Orrin doesn't like any of this. I remind him that it is youthful innocence and that they are only six. And then Adi tells Orrin that "Jacob is the coolest boy ever". He has now taken over OP's place.
I was planning on doing a "special birthday"post all about my quirky baby boy on his birthday, but everything just seemed to overwhelm me, and I am just now finding the time! I was trying to think of ways to best describe this boy while cleaning his room today, and then it came to me: show them his room. It is who he is. Buckle up, peeps, 'cause here we go:
The parking lot. And he has about four more outside. These are rarely put nicely in their corner...
His "rarrrs". He loves mini-things like these. And everyone of them says "rarrrrr". I just don't know.
The balls. The many, many balls. Notice the princess ball- it used to be the girls until the foolishly gave it to Porter to play with one day and it has yet to be returned. Why aren't these taking residence outside, you may ask? It is snowing. That's why.
A gift from Nana and Papa... it is his diaper changing station. This is where Porter must be changed, and it better be straight without bumpies or he will scream until it is smoothed.
The accomplice. They go everywhere together.
His "beep-beeps". Did I mention Porter still isn't speaking much?
Ahhh, the books. These are not all of his books, but just his favorites. No other books are allowed in his room. If one dares to cross his threshold, he screams, "ADI!" until it has been taken out of his sight. And yes, I count the See-N-Say as a book.
A messy pic, but this is his bed. We are currently working on getting P.G. his own twin bed, but for now, this is where all of his treasures go. There is his Cars blanket (NO ONE touches it), his bottle (of course), and his favorite "los".
The give-mommy-a-huge-headache-every-morning-while-trying-to-decide-what-shoes-to-wear drawer, otherwise known as the shoe drawer.
These are his "lo-los". Do not touch them. I repeat: DO NOT touch them.
So there is my boy in a nutshell . I didn't realize how much stuff Porter really has until I did this little tour...
Oh, and I must mention his little obsession with Phineas and Ferb. He cannot go a day without watching them, so here is a lil' clip for your enjoyment...
For Family Fun Day, we went to the Museum of Ancient Life at Thanksgiving Point, or better known as the Dinosaur Museum in our family! It's a lot of fun, unfortunately, it is very dark in there and my camera doesn't take good pictured in bad lighting (or else I just don't know how to use it properly), so only a few pics turned out, and the ones that did are pretty blurry!
Orrin enjoyed searching for bones (oh, and the kids did too)
The really big bones scared Porter-Pot a bit, but he still had a great time growling at them.
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