As the month of March ends, I look ahead to April, the month of Liam's birthday. He will be 5 this year, the age where I really see him growing up. No longer a baby, nor a toddler. Not even a preschooler anymore. A bonafide child.
As I picked up Jack and Garrett from their Bible study class today, their teacher informed me that they both requested "A Hard Day's Night" during music time.
Jack wore the same white shoes, khaki pants, and an argyle shirt in blue. I have to put those details in here. It makes me feel a little better.
After lunch, the boys gathered around my mom to browse through a photo album. I love how much my boys love our parents. We are blessed by loving and supportive parents.
I'll post a picture of Jack once Blogger decides to cooperate. Maybe it will be in the next couple years...before Jack begins reading.
Rick, don't ask me where the chocolate ice cream went. I have no idea at all.
I also have no idea why I have been craving ice cream for the past 24 hours. Although I like ice cream, I don't normally crave it. But my mind and stomach wandered to the freezer several times yesterday. I didn't give in until 9pm last night, but when I could no longer ignore that pit in my stomach, I filled it not with just ice cream. No, it was a giant bowl of chocolate ice cream covered with Heath and chocolate syrup. And there might have been 2 more toppings. But I'm not certain, because I fell asleep after the sugar low.
And before anyone posts a comment of "Maybe you're pregnant!".... Hello, my name is Ami and this here is my blog. Clearly you haven't been reading long enough to know that #1 I am infertile, and #2 I wouldn't make an announcement like that through a subtle hint. NO, I would be rather blunt and tell you, "Hey, I'm pregnant."
But I'm not. So, let's continue.
In other news, we have been home a lot this week. We were quite busy on Monday and Tuesday, so I declared the rest of the week time to slow down and stay home. And Rick declared that I have been spending too much gas money, so we're grounded.
In an effort to keep the wild boys entertained, I set up their tent and let them drag two hundred of their toys into it. And I happily put up with this chaotic mess for 48 hours! I did not have one panic attack over the mess that grew every hour in the middle of my living room. I am so proud of myself.
The boys had themselves a grand time, as you can see.
But by 8pm last night, THAT TENT HAD TO GO! And an hour later, I was eating ice cream.
As we were playing outside a bit yesterday afternoon, some elementary-aged kids asked if they could give the boys face paintings. As much as the control freak in me wanted to say no, I couldn't deny my children the thrill of the artistic expertise of nine year olds. And my husband was there to nudge me into being a fun mom.
Liam asked to be a clown.
And because I'm such an awesome mama, we also dyed Easter eggs today. What else is there to do on the first day of Spring?!
I've really been wanting to share this story since its occurrence, but I was told, "No, you will not blog about this! Absolutely not!"
But after the entire extended family has made fun of him, he's realized that it is indeed a blog-worthy story. Permission was granted yesterday.
A little background is necessary. Liam (4 1/2) was diagnosed with amblyopia in his left eye back in May. A simple vision screening at his 4 year checkup let us know that he could see nada with his left eye. We were shocked, as he showed zero signs of vision problems for the first four years of his life. An emergency appointment with an eye specialist discovered this eye condition, which is essentially a lazy eye. The poor child was nearly blind in his left eye, and we had no idea!
He was immediately put in glasses and began patch therapy. He had to wear the patch on his stronger eye for 3 hours every day in an effort to force the weaker eye into use. After about six months, he had improved enough that we could switch him from patch therapy to drop therapy.
Instead of wearing the eye patch, we dilate his stronger eye twice a week. One drop leaves his eye dilated 3-4 days, and with two drops, his eye is always dilated. He does not enjoy the eye drop, but when he's reminded of patch therapy as the only other option, he submits.
This past Wednesday evening, I snuck out of the house for a few minutes to pick something up from my mom's house. As I was leaving, I reminded Rick that Liam needed his eye drop.
When I came home 30 minutes later, the boys were in bed and Rick was playing the guitar. I sat down beside him. This is the conversation that took place:
Rick: I gave Liam his eye drop.
Me: Good. Thanks.
R: Yea, Liam complained that the drop stings, so I put one in my eye to show him that it doesn't sting. But it actually does sting a little bit.
M: You did what?!
R: Yea, I dilated one eye to show Liam that it's no big deal. And then I dilated the other eye, so that I would feel more balanced.
M: You what?! Rick, your pupils are HUGE!
R: I'll be fine in the morning.
Me: Um, no, those drops last 3-4 DAYS!
R: Oh no. I'm in trouble. [Glancing at the computer] I can't focus on the screen at all.
M: I guess you'll be staying home tomorrow. [Laughing hysterically] This is so bloggable!
R: No, it's not! You will not blog about this!
HaHaHa! It is so bloggable!
What makes it even more bloggable is that his eyes are STILL dilated five days later! Rick stayed home on Thursday. When he returned to work on Friday, he wore sunglasses on his face all day. That would not be too odd if he had an outdoor job. But he's an auditor, people. He sits at the computer all. day. long. There he sat at his desk with his tie and dress shirt and sunglasses!
Throughout the weekend, we would look at each other and laugh. He's come full circle from not finding it humorous on Wednesday to being able to laugh at himself this weekend.
He meant well by it. He wanted to be the supportive dad. But he's turned himself into the laughing stock of March 2008.
Christie at TisButASeason tagged me for the 7 Things Meme, where I am supposed to list seven quirks about me.
1. I'm slightly rebellious. When told to do something, I will ultimately follow directions, but I'll cut corners to make myself happy. A perfect example is in this meme. I'm supposed to list the rules before beginning, but do you see any rules above?
2. Before I can fall asleep at night, I have to roll to my right side and think about my day. This is often where I think something like, "I need to give my boys extra hugs tomorrow."
3. I like to be on time to every event. I don't like the stress of being late, but I also hate being early.
4. I refuse to pay late fees at the library, so our books are never late. What are my tax dollars for anyway?
5. I can't seem to stick to Weight Watchers for more than three weeks at a time. Is that a quirk or is that normal?
6. When it's time to clean house, I become stressed out. Rick has learned to stay out of my way when this occurs.
7. I'm sure there are many, many more quirks about me, but I'm drawing a blank. Rick, I'm sure you can chime in and name a few.
This is where I'm supposed to tag seven bloggers, but if you read #1, then you know that I won't follow through. If you want to play, consider yourself tagged.
A life-altering event took place in our home today. All sippy cups have officially left the kitchen. I trashed four sippy cups that have seen much better days, and I packed away the remaining four.
All 5 of us are drinking from big-people cups. Some of us are only allowed plastic cups. I typically let Rick have glass.
As I was shuffling sippy cups to their new homes this morning, this is the conversation that took place.
Me: I think we're all grown up now and don't need sippy cups anymore. I'll put the nicer ones away for our next baby.
Jack and Garrett (3): Okay! We big boys now!
Liam (4 1/2): We need another baby.
Me: I know. Tell God that you want a baby.
Liam: We're going to have TEN babies. Some twins too. Boys and girls.
Me: Oh! Ten?!
Ten babies would provide some good blogging, I suppose. If I lived through it.
The boys and their neighbor friend posed for a picture with the finished snowman. Or is it a snowthing? Then, we headed indoors for homemade pizza and a movie.
Posted by Ami on Friday, March 07, 2008
On Monday, I reported that we were to receive our first and last snowfall for the winter and that we would only receive 10 flakes.
I was right partially correct. We did only receive 10 flakes on Monday.
But today! Today is another story entirely! As I look out my window, I see HUGE flakes pouring out of the sky. We've got 2 inches already!
I'm so excited! I can hardly contain my giggles right now. But I have to keep quiet for an hour, while the boys nap. As soon as nap time is over, we're heading outside to build a snowman.
I'll have to post pictures later. That's right! I have my camera back, too!
And all is right in my world now.
I have spent two days in two different pediatric specialists' offices with Garrett over the past two weeks. These two visits have been eye-openers for me.
When I walked into these offices, I was faced with children with special needs. Families faced with severe medical needs. Children who are unable to walk, talk, play, or eat without assistance.
And there I sat with my three healthy boys. I felt uncomfortable. Not because I don't "deserve" to be there, but because I don't "deserve" healthy children.
I am humbled. I am not naive enough to think that there are not millions of sick or hurt kids in this world. But I was forced to face them and their parents recently.
May I never take another day with my bustling boys for granted.
What?! Two posts in one day?! Slap me silly! I added two hours to the day, didn't you hear? If you didn't get the bulletin, there are now 26 hours in every day, and you can read about it here.
As I read different blogs this afternoon, I kept hearing about every one's beautiful weather over the weekend. I might as well chime in. Our skies were sunny and the temps were in the 70s, so we were outside as much as possible.
We took a hike, worked in the garden, and played ball in the backyard. I'd love to share photos with you, but our camera is still in the shop.
Don't get me started on how long it takes Best Buy to decide how much they want to charge us to repair our camera!
Today is cold and stormy, and the weatherman is predicting snow this afternoon. It will be just enough snow to get the boys excited, but 10 flurries won't be enough to build a snowman.
This will be our one and only chance at snow this entire winter. I'm so disappointed!
I'm not sure why God thinks I need to live in Texas. If it weren't for the best job Rick has ever had, and the best friends we've ever found, and the most sincere and challenging church we've ever attended, then we wouldn't stick around here.
And this is where my mom will shout out, "EXCUSE ME?!" Yes, Mom, we're happy to have you nearby as well.
I have a fulfilled life, so I really have nothing to complain about. But I would really appreciate some snow...more than ten flurries.
I can't stand how little I'm able to blog these days. I enjoy being able to blog 4-5 times per week, but that just doesn't seem to happen anymore. My days are filled with this, that, and the other. My nights are filled with bar hopping and late night parties.
Are you paying attention?!
Actually, my nights are filled with more of this, that, and the other. You know the real exciting stuff like making dinner, cleaning dishes, bathing boys, smothering them in kisses, and visiting with my husband. Two of those items are more important than the others, but they all deplete me of time and energy by 9 pm.
I wish I were a night person! I feel like I could get more accomplished if I could keep my eyes open til 11 pm.
But I'm a morning person. Rick is laughing his head off right now, because I am definitely NOT a morning person. Don't even try to talk to me until I've had a healthy dose of caffeine and a shower!
I'm really fun to live with. Ahem!
Truly, I'm more of an afternoon person. When Jack and Garrett are napping and Liam is playing independently, I am running around this house like a mad woman, trying to accomplish everything on my to-do list. But that is only about 1 1/2 hours...flat out not enough time to take care of my house, my blog, and my social life.
The only solution I see is to add two hours to the day. Anyone else interested?