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Showing posts with label Scott. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Scott. Show all posts
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
At Last, My Love Has Come Along...
He finally did it. After four years (or more) of this....
"I should start a blog."
And this....
"You should start a blog."
He finally did it. And he's good at it too. And I'm a little jealous. Because I think he has more followers than I do, after only 12 hours. And I'm just little bit competitive. So is he. And he let me know this morning just how many hits he had already had on said new blog.
And yet, here I am. Telling you about it. So you can go read it and give him more hits. Leave him a little welcome note while you are there.
Just make sure you come back here again after you visit his. :)
"I should start a blog."
And this....
"You should start a blog."
He finally did it. And he's good at it too. And I'm a little jealous. Because I think he has more followers than I do, after only 12 hours. And I'm just little bit competitive. So is he. And he let me know this morning just how many hits he had already had on said new blog.
And yet, here I am. Telling you about it. So you can go read it and give him more hits. Leave him a little welcome note while you are there.
Just make sure you come back here again after you visit his. :)
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
The plague hit us
This weekend, I was looking forward to a family night of pizza and movies, sleeping in, and doing some household chores to have a clean house to start the week. We DID get the family night of pizza and movies with the Bowman family, but the rest of my weekend did not go as planned.
Friday evening started out great! The guys took the kids to the park for a bit while Bekah and I did some crochet and tried to figure out what type of movie would entertain 2 boys and 2 girls, ages 2-6. That is a large task! Boys want action, and girls want princesses. We landed on Smurfs. They enjoyed it. I think a few times a couple kids were playing with something else, but all in all, it worked.
THEN came Friday night.
Bianca came in to wake me and asked me to tuck her in....
Okay, I'll be there in a minute.
Suddenly I wake up to Bianca asking me again.
Apparently I fell asleep. Oops. So I go into the girls' room. "Get in your bed."
"I can't."
"Why?"
"There's throw up."
"There's no throw up in there, see?" Cringing as I put my hand in the 'not there' throw up....
So Bianca slept on the floor in our room, where she continued to get sick and miss the bowl nearly every time. Fortunately, she had emptied her stomach the first time, so there wasn't much to clean up.
Saturday was spent on the couch next to Bianca, trying to make sure she got to feeling better. I also spent the day doing laundry: 7 sheets, a blanket, a blanky, a bear, a comforter, and a pillow.
Sunday dawned with everyone feeling well, but not wanting to spread germs, we decided I would stay home with Bianca.
Scott showed a house, and then brought lunch home after church. About an hour after eating a late lunch, I lost it. And everything else within me over the next 4 hours. At one point I camped out on the bathroom floor. Scott had to walk me back to our bedroom, because I couldn't make it by myself without passing out. I. was. miserable.
I'm not sure I'll want fried chicken again for a VERY LONG time.
That night Bella woke up losing her supper. She slept on our floor.
Fortunately she only lost it once. And just didn't eat much on Monday.
I think we may be past this. We'll see. The boys haven't been touched by it. And I pray they are not.
We are in recovery mode now. Dishes are in the dishwasher (I usually handwash them), and laundry is going. I've eaten (almost) an entire meal today and felt a bit queasy. I'm trying desperately to drink water as much as possible. Jacob is dependent on that. He was nursing every two hours yesterday, which is not good at nearly 6 months. And he is clinging to me today as well. Desperately attempting to get back into a routine and some sense of normalcy. Oh, and did I mention we started using cloth diapers full time today? The laundry detergent I ordered finally came yesterday! Yeah.... I love them that much.
OH! And how could I forget?! During all of this plague visiting, the blog received its 5,000th hit since March, 2011. It was a visitor from Surrey, British Columbia. Just a little side note :)
Friday evening started out great! The guys took the kids to the park for a bit while Bekah and I did some crochet and tried to figure out what type of movie would entertain 2 boys and 2 girls, ages 2-6. That is a large task! Boys want action, and girls want princesses. We landed on Smurfs. They enjoyed it. I think a few times a couple kids were playing with something else, but all in all, it worked.
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THEN came Friday night.
Bianca came in to wake me and asked me to tuck her in....
Okay, I'll be there in a minute.
Suddenly I wake up to Bianca asking me again.
Apparently I fell asleep. Oops. So I go into the girls' room. "Get in your bed."
"I can't."
"Why?"
"There's throw up."
"There's no throw up in there, see?" Cringing as I put my hand in the 'not there' throw up....
So Bianca slept on the floor in our room, where she continued to get sick and miss the bowl nearly every time. Fortunately, she had emptied her stomach the first time, so there wasn't much to clean up.
Saturday was spent on the couch next to Bianca, trying to make sure she got to feeling better. I also spent the day doing laundry: 7 sheets, a blanket, a blanky, a bear, a comforter, and a pillow.
Sunday dawned with everyone feeling well, but not wanting to spread germs, we decided I would stay home with Bianca.
Scott showed a house, and then brought lunch home after church. About an hour after eating a late lunch, I lost it. And everything else within me over the next 4 hours. At one point I camped out on the bathroom floor. Scott had to walk me back to our bedroom, because I couldn't make it by myself without passing out. I. was. miserable.
I'm not sure I'll want fried chicken again for a VERY LONG time.
That night Bella woke up losing her supper. She slept on our floor.
Fortunately she only lost it once. And just didn't eat much on Monday.
I think we may be past this. We'll see. The boys haven't been touched by it. And I pray they are not.
We are in recovery mode now. Dishes are in the dishwasher (I usually handwash them), and laundry is going. I've eaten (almost) an entire meal today and felt a bit queasy. I'm trying desperately to drink water as much as possible. Jacob is dependent on that. He was nursing every two hours yesterday, which is not good at nearly 6 months. And he is clinging to me today as well. Desperately attempting to get back into a routine and some sense of normalcy. Oh, and did I mention we started using cloth diapers full time today? The laundry detergent I ordered finally came yesterday! Yeah.... I love them that much.
OH! And how could I forget?! During all of this plague visiting, the blog received its 5,000th hit since March, 2011. It was a visitor from Surrey, British Columbia. Just a little side note :)
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