Sunday, May 20, 2018

Sunday...

We make a living by what we get...we make a life by what we give ~ Winston Churchill


Saturday, May 19, 2018

Heard...

Hey buddy...how did you sleep? ~ me
Ummm, with a melatonin. ~ baby J. So literal, haha.

Mommy! I just saw a lady running, and she had a really big belly! I think she is getting ready to adopt a baby!! ~ baby J. We might be slightly confused about where babies come from...

I had a bad dream, and then I woke up, and then I had a heart attack. ~ baby J. Rough night...

Cheetahs are fast. If I had a pet cheetah, I would sign her up for soccer. ~ baby J


What insurance do you have? because I saw an ad for State Farm, and it looks like they have good coverage, and they discount if you insure multiple things... ~ little M. Who IS this adult child??

Someone needs to get me a servant to fan me up, because I am sweating! ~ little M, while playing a game with a friend. A servant??

If I was in the ocean I would be a she-crab. ~ little M
What's a she-crab? ~ tiny P
It's a woman! ~ baby J

When you are in fifth grade, you can be part of safety patrol. I grabbed an application, because I am VERY safety conscious. ~ little M


Whooee! This song makes my bottom wiggle! ~ tiny P, dancing to some music.

Throat surgery is not my favorite. I don't want to do this one again. ~ tiny P

Look! Mommy made you ice cream for dinner! ~Little M
I just want bacon and crackers. Nothing cheers me up anymore... ~ tiny P, with slumped shoulders and everything...this is what happens when you love bacon more than ice cream, haha.

Ugh, you woke me up too early, and now my brain is falling asleep. ~ tiny P



Did you sleep better last night? ~ me
Yes, I only had a tiny heart attack when I got a little scared. ~ baby J. Well. As long as it was only a tiny heart attack, haha.

J! Stop singing! I want to listen...but not to you singing. ~ tiny P

I have so many thoughts in my head. ~ baby J
Maybe you should write in your journal. ~ little M
No...I should write a book. ~ baby J. Ha.

I might like to be a policeman when I grow up so I can carry hand cups. ~ baby J. Hand cups...ha.



I'm thirstier than a snail right now. ~ tiny P. What?

Mommy, you are sillier than a chicken. ~ tiny P. And we know how silly chickens are...right?

Do you need to go potty? ~ me
No. I went potty yesterday. ~ tiny P. Yeaaaahhh...

There's a nibble on your arm! ~ tiny P
What? Where? ~ me
Right there by your shoulder. It's a nibble! ~ tiny P
Ohhh. No, it's a mole. Not a nipple. ~ me. Ugh.
How did it get there? ~ tiny P
Umm, God put it there. ~ me
...God put a nibble on your ARM??! ~ tiny P. Again. It's a mole.



I missed you! ~ tiny P
I missed you too! ~ me
I wanted to stay with you, but then I realized I would miss out on fun, so I left. ~ tiny P. Alrighty, then.

I can't tell if these lobsters are boys or girls. I will have to google that. ~ little M, at a restaurant.
Ummm... ~ me
But I am observing that their eyes are really big. ~ little M
Yes. They are the size of edamame. ~ tiny P.

Look at M's face! She is not enjoying this! ~ tiny P, while baby J was singing loudly.


Why do you look grumpy? ~ little M
I'm sad. My life is hard today. ~ baby J
Yes. Life can be hard. It's harder if you make bad choices. ~ little M. Yes. Yes, it is.

P, you are so spoiled. ~ little M
Yes. But not quite spoiled enough! ~ tiny P

I am mommy's favorite. ~ tiny P
What?? Mommy doesn't have a favorite kid, she loves us all. ~ baby J
Umm, yes she does. It's whoever is not annoying her brain, that is her favorite. ~ tiny P



Monday, May 14, 2018

Crafting Monday...

Painting always wins with these kiddos. This week I ran out of time to be creative, so I put these kits out for them. They LOVED them!



























Friday, May 11, 2018

Friday Phone Dump...

He is the cutest boy...


Checking up on those little feet.


X-rays...


And our big girl's annual heart check...


How does he get his leg up there??


Why is our five year old crying? Because her big sister told her that bamboo is an invasive weed... rude.


Her first ever field trip!


Sand play on a rainy day.


It's fine...mama doesn't need to sleep. Not when there are cuddles as sweet as these to be had.



Dentist visit...


For all three!


My boys...


Donut time...


Learning how the blood pumps through the heart.


And writing down observations...


Thursday, May 10, 2018

Bottles And Comfort...

She's five. almost five and a half, now... not a baby anymore. And she is big. She has grown so much, and definitely does not look like a baby anymore.

But. She still takes a bottle at night, and sometimes during the day. Her bottle is her comfort item, and we are happy to let her have that. When I say that her bottle is her comfort item, I mean that she relies on this item to soothe her whenever she is scared, or nervous, or just needs to calm, or sleep.

We get so many comments on this. Isn't she a little big to still drink from a bottle? Does she drink from a cup? And we also get well meaning advice on how this will make her delayed in her speech and ruin her teeth.

She IS big. Is she too big to drink from a bottle? Honestly? No.
Our tiny P came to us at two years old, and not only was her transition a super difficult one, but she was sick. For her first year home she was in the hospital almost constantly going through so much (necessary) medical trauma. Since her heart transplant she has been doing so very well... but she still gets regular blood work, has heart caths, and regular checkups. With all that she has been through, and all that she will go through, we are just happy that she has something that helps her cope and calms her.

Her speech is very advanced for her age, and until a few weeks ago, she had no teeth to worry about, haha. Since she only drinks water, we are just not worried.

Will she always need this? Probably not...but we are happy to let her have this comfort for as long as she needs it!