laundry.sounds

I have been HORRIBLE about doing the laundry lately.  It's been a long couple of weeks around here.  Anyway, I have a load going today, and the door to the laundry room is open. 

From Claire:  What's that sound coming from the laundry room?

Me:  That would be the washer.

I mean, I know it's been a while since I've done laundry, but it hasn't been that long.

claire.update

Claire and I headed to the hospital this morning for her VCUG.  Let's just say that things didn't go so well.  She loved that the nurses gave her a warm blanket when she arrived (and then another).

She didn't like it when they were trying to insert her catheter.  She cried, screamed, and kicked....borderline hyperventilated.  The nurse gave her a few minutes to calm down and brought back reinforcements.

All 3 nurses working together were very helpful, but Claire is a strong little girl.  A little bit too strong at times.  The nurses kept looking at me and saying, "Are you doing ok?  We don't want to hurt her."  Me?  I was doing fine.  I'm so unemotional about things like this.  I felt bad for the nurses because she was fighting, but what do you say to your child?  I just wanted the test done. 

I calmed her down again, and on the 3rd try, I thought we were going to get it.  The nurse was about 5 seconds away from inserting that little catheter, and Claire threw her hands around, unsterilized everything and was screaming, crying, and kicking again.  "Mom!!!  I want to come back when I'm older and tougher!!" 

We were all traumatized at that point.  I think the nurses just felt bad for Claire.  I didn't feel too badly...I wanted to get the test done.  The nurses didn't want to hurt her, and she was being extremely uncooperative.  Maybe next time. 

So, we have to wait and see what her doctor says.  Patience.

prayers.please

Claire is going in for a test this morning to see if they can figure out why she's having frequent UTIs (which they believe could be the cause of her high fevers). She has to have a catheter for the test, and I'm sure that I'm more nervous than her! So, prayers would be appreciated (for both of us!), and I'll update when I can. Thanks!

my.girls+eden

Hangin' at the lake with Eden! :) One of our favorite things to do!!

home.sweet.home

We're still alive...we've just been hiding at the lake. Above, you'll notice that Amelia is "hiding". You might not be able to see her because she has her eyes covered, but trust me...she's there! :)

Now, we're home. Here's our last week in a nutshell:

-swimming (more than you even realize)
-boating
-playing
-eating (again more than you realize)
-3 meals out in the same week...gasp!
-one was a date night...gasp again! (LOVED it...thanks Mom and Dad for watching the girls!!)
-hanging with friends
-golfing
-hanging with Jill, Andrew, and Eden
-church picnic
-ordered homeschool curriculum :)
-woke up to Josh's truck not working (he thinks it might have something to do with it not being started for a week and a half...boo)

It was all good until the truck part. That's not so good. I guess we all need to be stretched now and then. This is our week. :)

love.this.girl

Sweet Amelia. Eating popcorn at the zoo. Chasing her big sisters. Loving life.

P.S. Sorry for the lack of blogging. We've been busy! Probably won't slow down to blog much anytime soon!

question.of.the.day

Setup:  The girls are discussing Spanish numbers, and we're counting to 10 in Spanish.  Meredith takes her turn and counts to 10. 

Meredith:  Mom, do you know what 11 and 12 are in Spanish?

Me:  No...sorry.  We'll have to check on that.

Meredith:  Do you think Dora knows? 

Me:  I'm sure she does. 

I hate it when cartoon characters know more than I do.