Tubular Rescues & Flour Fun
I went to the dentist a few weeks for the first time in like 4 years, and I really only went because of the cavernous hole in my molar that my gum kept getting snagged on. I thought for sure a filling fell out, which was accurate, but it fell out because there was a cavity underneath the filling. (Is that a thing? I just typed a bunch of words that I think the dentist said but I could be way off.) As he was filling the cavity he was all, “WOW. That’s a really big cavity.” so that made me feel pretty good about the state of my teeth.…
Collarless, Liar Liar, Fire $#%&s, & Rocks.
We have an 18 month old. A legitimate kid who says things. How did that happen? I put him in some pajamas the other day – size 2T – that I remember getting. I thought, “He’ll neeeever be big enough to fit into these.” Not only did they fit, he verbally informed me they had “dinosaurs” on them. Sweet mercy. Why does time go by so fast? I will say, 18 months is a funny age. Personalities are emerging, emotions are being…explored, lies are being told, profanities are being used… I’ll get to all that. Collarless First…this. At first glance, you might think this reaction came when I told Beckett…
Poopfetti, Happy Birthd… & Nightmarrers
Go get Beckett’s hair cut. Stylist says, “Hey, sorry about the rubber glove on my hand. I have a skin issue and I’m trying to keep it dry.” as she runs her fingers through B’s hair. … “On second thought, ma’am, his mullet is kind of endearing. No haircut for us today, please and thank you.” Poopfetti One of my favorite mother/daughter combos is Jamie and Morgan. Besides being generally awesome, both are avid Psych watchers. They’ve converted me to the point where I spend most nap times and any other spare 42 minutes in my day catching an episode on Netflix. Morgan is in school with a flexibleish schedule…
New Year, New Virus & Romanticles
New Year, New Virus Probably my favorite time of 2013 so far were the 5 days we weren’t stricken with some virus. Would you even believe me if I told you Beckett was sick again? This month is sort of starting to feel like the Beach Vacation of 2012, minus the whole running-over-a-deer thing. Timeline of recent events: Friday 1/11: flu symptoms start Sunday 1/13: DAY OF TERROR / ER / SEIZURE / EAR INFECTION / FLU / NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE / TRAUMATIZING OF ALL CHILDREN IN URGENT CARE WAITING ROOM / $1300 AMBULANCE RIDE WITH $52 “MISC” CATEGORY, PRESUMABLY THE COST OF THE TWO BEANIE BABIES WHO NEEDED TO…
Flupidemic & Santa Daddy!
Flupidemic Remember that flu shot Beckett had 2 weeks ago? I want my $20 back. 7 sleepless cough-attack nights, 893 Fresh Beat episodes, and 1,422 popsicles later, it appears that team Brooks is on the mend. And we finally had a good photo shoot. (I know you were all worried.) We’re now just waiting on the ear infection(s) to clear up. At the follow-up appointment with our pediatrician, he informed us that the infected ear had gotten worse and the previously healthy ear was headed towards infection. @%*#$ He gave us new antibiotics so it should clear up this week. If it hasn’t, we do x-rays and blood work. I…
Seize the Day: Part Dos
2:47 AM. Shut off, brain. I would prefer we be sleeping. Yesterday afternoon was so much better for the Beck…his fever broke, he was playing, talking, smiling on occasion…it was such a glorious sight. He still feels pretty miserable from the ear infection/flu combo, but overall he’s getting so much better already. Plus, the fever is gone. Hallllleeeluujah!! You know, the events from Sunday were terrible, but they weren’t out of the ordinary, unfortunately. Kids get sick and when they do sometimes it gets a little dramatic. Still, I wasn’t quite done being haunted by the first time he had an ambulance spin…now Taylor and I both are a little…
Seize the Day.
I should probably be sleeping while the wee one naps, but let’s be honest…I can’t shut my brain off just yet. Yesterday was easily the most intense Sunday in Brooks’ family record books. At the same time, it was oddly peaceful. For me at least. I’ll explain. Remember when Beckett was 2 days old and he was transported via ambulance and admitted to Cook Children’s for 3 days? Yea, that. Saturday was guys’ day at home, so Taylor and my broham watched Beckett while I showered Candace and her soon-to-be-born baby, Gavyn in another city. When I got home that night, I could tell Beckett had a fever and was…
Blessingmas Report, The Christmas Meltdown, & Family Photos
I’ve been putting off an after-holiday blog because there’s too much to recap in an orderly fashion. Let me just start by saying that at our after-church lunch on Sunday, I was waiting outside the one-staller bathroom for my turn when the lady occupying the restroom came out, made eye contact with me, said, “Hold on just a second…”, turned back around, flushed the toilet, and came back out. So that’s how we do, now. We only flush if we make eye contact with the next person in line. Thank you for reading this. Blessingmas Report I’m sure most of you are wondering about Blessingmas 2012. The anticipation of it…
Neighborly Blessingmas Revolution 2012
Gather round the fire, everyone. I’m going to tell you the tale of an underground revolution called Blessingmas 2012. Better yet, I’ll just share the email I sent to a few of my friends: Hey friends. I can still call you that, right? Most of you are probably wondering why you’re still friends with me. I’ll remind you why: my charm is irresistible. Let me give you some background about my cryptic text today. If you’re completely uninterested in that and would rather just know what I’m proposing, skip to the bottom. Last year at this time I decided to make brownies for my neighbors for Christmas. I kind of…
Being a Momma
Dinner was on the stove last night – some sort of summer squash/bell pepper/onion medley that was seriously looking rough. I went to mask the vegetable flavor with some shredded cheese and – we were out. Since my husband has the gag reflex of a 4 year old when he eats veggies, there’s no way this thing would be edible without being smothered in cheesy goodness. I scooped Beckett up, loaded him in the car, and pulled into the Albertson’s parking lot .25 miles away. What is the difference between boys and girls? A boy, even a 15 month old, knows that Albertson’s is the store that has the carts…
