Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Lovey, lovey, lovey long time...
It was "wash lovey day" the other day. I believe that it's the worst day ever for Henry. It's like he misses his absolute best friend, his soul mate... Lovey! He actually sat there with the flash light and watched it suds up and tumble like mad. He asked every other turn of the machine if lovey was done yet. And then, once lovey was actually finished, it was like a reuniting of Adam and Eve... peanut butter and jelly or even Meradith and Derek (for those of you who watch Greys like we do).
Watching Henry and lovey is truly a beautiful thing!
Here is Henry watching lovey and then a clean and sanitized for 2 hours... lovey!
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Hide a keys are good ideas...
I can't believe this happened... I LOCKED SAYLOR IN THE CAR!!!!!
Henry, Saylor and I went to watch Russ play soccer today at Tualatin high school with a bunch of other FF's. We had gotten mostly settled and were having a great time in the sunshine and then Henry got hungry. Okay, pack it up and head to the pizza place for a slice.
Once we got to the car, I made Henry stand right next to me as I put Saylor in the car. I then tossed my keys and purse into the front seat like I normally do, then shut the door to go put Henry in on his side... OH MY GOSH, the doors somehow automatically locked as Henry and I walked around to the other side, right before I opened up Henrys door.
My car has a safety feature for if you unlock it and then forget to lock it back up. This is great normally, but not when my 6 month old daughter and the KEYS are inside.
The best way to explain how I felt was to compare it to an incredibly horrible tidal wave. It was a tidal wave of panic, trying to keep sanity and mostly the feeling of complete and utter horror. It's the first hot day here in Portland and it was super warm in the car. My first instinct was to break the window... but with what? I couldn't find a single object to penetrate the glass with. So, I did the next best thing. I ran. I literally sack of potatoed Henry and started sprinting all the way back to the field. I had remembered that Russ brought his keys to the game and they were sitting in his shoes.
Here I am, in flip flops with Henry over my shoulder running as fast as I could. In the meantime, Saylor is locked in the car.
So many things went through my head. I knew that she was safe, but I didn't want her screaming, crying and getting scared. And, like I said, it was a hot day and the windows were all closed.
At first, Henry was startled and said "stop mom, I don't like you running fast." I don't even know what I said, but all of a sudden, he started laughing. He thought we were having fun! I round the corner back to the field and dash to Russ' shoes where the keys were. I put Henry down for a second, kicked off my flip flops, picked up the keys, my flip flops and threw Henry over my shoulder again and started sprinting... Oh MY GOSH!!!!!
People were looking at me very confused. I certainly had no time to explain and truthfully, I didn't care what anyone thought. Saylor was still in the car.
So, I am barefoot and off and running again. Let me also tell you that I am sooooooo out of shape, especially for this sort of sprinting with a 35 lb. kiddo in hand. I finally have the car back into site and I am barely alive it feels. I am not kidding. This was so horrible. I was just about to the car and the letdown of this erratic exercise I have just completed hits me. I see Saylor, I put Henry down and unlock the car. The door is open, Henry is laughing and saying, "that was fun mom, let's do it again." I now put my flip-flops back on.
Saylor was just fine. She was a champ. I don't even really know how long of time period it was... It was mostly a purely horrific blur. The good news is that Saylor is fantastic and didn't even know that there was anything wrong. Henry got his pizza and I now know that fight or flight mode is real!
Note to self... Hide a key is a good idea!
Henry, Saylor and I went to watch Russ play soccer today at Tualatin high school with a bunch of other FF's. We had gotten mostly settled and were having a great time in the sunshine and then Henry got hungry. Okay, pack it up and head to the pizza place for a slice.
Once we got to the car, I made Henry stand right next to me as I put Saylor in the car. I then tossed my keys and purse into the front seat like I normally do, then shut the door to go put Henry in on his side... OH MY GOSH, the doors somehow automatically locked as Henry and I walked around to the other side, right before I opened up Henrys door.
My car has a safety feature for if you unlock it and then forget to lock it back up. This is great normally, but not when my 6 month old daughter and the KEYS are inside.
The best way to explain how I felt was to compare it to an incredibly horrible tidal wave. It was a tidal wave of panic, trying to keep sanity and mostly the feeling of complete and utter horror. It's the first hot day here in Portland and it was super warm in the car. My first instinct was to break the window... but with what? I couldn't find a single object to penetrate the glass with. So, I did the next best thing. I ran. I literally sack of potatoed Henry and started sprinting all the way back to the field. I had remembered that Russ brought his keys to the game and they were sitting in his shoes.
Here I am, in flip flops with Henry over my shoulder running as fast as I could. In the meantime, Saylor is locked in the car.
So many things went through my head. I knew that she was safe, but I didn't want her screaming, crying and getting scared. And, like I said, it was a hot day and the windows were all closed.
At first, Henry was startled and said "stop mom, I don't like you running fast." I don't even know what I said, but all of a sudden, he started laughing. He thought we were having fun! I round the corner back to the field and dash to Russ' shoes where the keys were. I put Henry down for a second, kicked off my flip flops, picked up the keys, my flip flops and threw Henry over my shoulder again and started sprinting... Oh MY GOSH!!!!!
People were looking at me very confused. I certainly had no time to explain and truthfully, I didn't care what anyone thought. Saylor was still in the car.
So, I am barefoot and off and running again. Let me also tell you that I am sooooooo out of shape, especially for this sort of sprinting with a 35 lb. kiddo in hand. I finally have the car back into site and I am barely alive it feels. I am not kidding. This was so horrible. I was just about to the car and the letdown of this erratic exercise I have just completed hits me. I see Saylor, I put Henry down and unlock the car. The door is open, Henry is laughing and saying, "that was fun mom, let's do it again." I now put my flip-flops back on.
Saylor was just fine. She was a champ. I don't even really know how long of time period it was... It was mostly a purely horrific blur. The good news is that Saylor is fantastic and didn't even know that there was anything wrong. Henry got his pizza and I now know that fight or flight mode is real!
Note to self... Hide a key is a good idea!
Sunday, March 15, 2009
A quick update...
Okay, I am officially loser mom. I can't believe that I have not blogged or posted new photos of the kids for about a month. Personal record!
Here is a couple shots from today. We had a wonderful, quiet weekend with the kids. Saylor is sitting up unsupported these days and such a blissful little girl. She has two pet names... Saylor Magaylor and daddy's new name is Sails. Both are perfectly fitting for her. She is always happy unless you are eating in front of her. She is about to outweigh Henry in a couple of days... let's just say that she's "healthy"! Who cares, as long as she happy and having fun!
As for Henry, he is certain to earn class clown for his years in school. He is brilliantly funny! I don't know where he comes up with the things he does. He pretends like no other. His imagination is so amazing. We of course play along every chance we are given. Sometimes that may mean that we have dinosaurs on our backs or that Henry, the doo doo monster is going to get us. Sometimes Henry even pulls imaginary presents out of his pockets and give them to us. Seriously, he is sooooo incredible. I can't say enough about him. There isn't a thing that he does not say now.
I guess that's all for now. I promise to update photos this week. I have quite a few entries to make on their behalf.
xoxoxo
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Monster truck adventure...
But really, I felt like we were back in Coos Bay. I say this with nothing but love in my voice and a certain care for what Coos Bay is and will always be... Home! I didn't know what to expect when Russ said that we were going to the monster truck show. All I knew is that Henry would be elated and this adventure would blow his almost 3 year-old mind. Well, it did just that! He just stared at the trucks in awe. He could barely blink his eyes! I was scared out of my mind for the first 10 minutes, but then was just actually amazed that we were sitting there, watching the "Grave Digger" and his friends demolish these junk yard cars. The video with my sheer joy and Henry's amazement...
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