Spencer's Mishap

This is what happens when your kids ignore the net on the trampoline, which is meant to keep them from falling off and breaking their arm. Were it not for Gannon Hill and all his three-year-old logic we may still be unaware of the specifics. Apparently Spencer was walking around the edge of the tramp outside the net and fell off. When he came in whining and crying about his 'elbow' i gave him a hug and tried to hush him as best as I could. 99.9% of the time his outside adventures end in his crying at the back door, so I wasn't too concerned. I put him to bed and a few minutes later he started crying about his elbow again. In my defense, he was wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt. When I lifted his sleeve up there was an indent in a strange place and when I compared it to the other arm, I knew something was wrong. So I called Sean and he said to take him in.

Luckily I had a brand new bag of sour gummy worms in my purse and that's what kept him happy while they x-rayed his arm. By the time we got to the orthopedic wing he was talking a million miles an hour and flirting with all the receptionists. He told them his favorite color, his dog's name, his favorite movie, etc. Everyone was looking at me as if to question whether he was really hurt at all. When the doctor asked if he was always so talkative and happy, I told him he was on a sugar rush due to his consumption of almost the entire bag of sour worms.

For the first 72 hours we were supposed to keep his arm elevated to prevent swelling, and let me tell you - this was no small task for a busy almost three-year-old. So this is what Sean and the doc came up with:

His arm is tied to a chair that is set up right behind the couch.

Luckily we are past that now, and he can just run around and club things with it. Sean and I can't help but chuckle when we hear him yell from his room after bedtime, "Mom, I got a scratchy!" In other words, his arm itches under his cast and there's not a dang thing anyone can do about it!

Emma's Baptism November 14, 2009

I am so behind! So I am just going to post a few pictures for the sake of my blog book I want to have done someday.


Here is Emma bright-eyed and bushy-tailed at 8:00 a.m. during her hair appointment with Melissa. She did a fantastic job!




The finished product:



Grandma Johnson and Spencer:



Uncle Chris:



Tyson & BryAnne Hare & baby (not pictured!), Grandpa Johnson:



Auntie Amy and Kenna:



Our family (no, I'm not pregnant, and you better not ask):













Kenna Jane:



Emma's cake:

Projected Halloween

Yes, I already have next year planned. Who can blame me, when I didn't get to indulge in my annual obsessive behavior this year? It does help that I got mine and the girls' costumes 50% off, doesn't it?

Next year is..........(drumroll)........SUPER HEROES!

Here is the plan:

Sean and I will be Batman and Robin. I plan on having him wear dark clothes, making him a black cape, and buying him a batman mask like this one:


Here is my Robin costume. No gasps please. I plan on wearing leggings and a shade top under it. Even if I didn't, I don't have the perkiness required topside to have it look that way on me - so RELAX!


Emma will be Super Girl:



Kenna will be Wonder Woman:



And Spencer will be either Spiderman, Iron Man, the Hulk, etc. You get the picture.

I'm so excited!!!!!!

Happy Swalloween!

It has been an emotional and frustrating weekend. Emma's baptism was scheduled for Saturday, and we had family flying in on Thursday from California - and more family coming from down South on Saturday. Spencer had a nasty cough starting last Tuesday and by Thursday morning he had a fever. So we took him to the doctor, thinking we could get him on antibiotics so he'd be good for the baptism on Saturday. Lo and behold - the swine flu. He tested positive for H1N1a. So our family from California ended up staying elsewhere, and we figured we'd see them maybe Sunday or Monday instead. I thought I was going to die. Trying to figure out how to get Spencer to the baptism and take him home right after, while the rest of our family and friends chowed down at the church. Turns out my worries were unnecessary as Emma's fever came on Friday, and then we knew the baptism would have to be rescheduled. She was broken-hearted and after many tears and lots of palliation (including a happy meal, halloween sugar cookies, chocolate covered strawberries, and watching the Corpse Bride as a family), she finally decided it would be okay to have it in a couple weeks.

I decided every cloud has a silver lining. Because the baptism was postponed, we were able to actually celebrate Halloween. We made sugar cookies, we all dressed up (except for Sean), and we had an in-house trick or treat. Sean went to the basement with his bowl of candy, and I went upstairs to the bedrooms with mine. The kids would knock on one door and trick or treat and then go to the other floor and do the same. It was actually pretty fun. Then Sean and I watched a movie and played Liverpool.

I feel so blessed to have so much support from friends and family. My in-laws have been bringing dinner every night, and helped convince Emma to be baptized in a couple weeks by promising to fly back. Jeannie brought over a ton of food, including all my favorite naughties, like Coke Zero w/grenadine & Funyuns, and a bunch of other stuff. Her kids got money out of their piggy banks to buy my kids a little something from the dollar store.


Sarah came over in her Halloween garb and brought us a bouquet of get well soon balloons, a 12-pack of Diet Dr. Pepper, more grenadine, a warm apple pie and ice cream, and a treat bag for each of the kids. My neighbor Stephanie brought over treat bags for the kids and a card and some cookies for Emma since she missed her baptism. Danielle offered to bring me dinner or stop by Maverick and get drinks. And the Hills, the Squires, and the Mineers all stopped by our fence on their way to trunk-or-treat to show us their costumes.




I just feel so loved and so blessed to have such great people in our life.

So here are some pics of our Swalloween!