Monday, April 23, 2007

Lil’ Sis Comes Out Fightin’


Rant of the Week
As you know, Sarah is a daredevil – with a capital D. It comes as no surprise that Sarah has a black eye. What is a surprise is who delivered the blow. It wasn’t a playground tumble, a bat wielding friend, or even a swing from me - no it was little Jaley who gave Sarah her first black eye. Sarah was walking backward, Jaley was crawling forward, and they both came tumbling down. Unfortunately for Sarah, the edge of the coffee table caught her fall and her left eye has been a rainbow of color ever sense. Luckily, she is no worse for wear and is quite proud of her shiner. I am just happy that only Jaley had professional pictures scheduled for this week.

And speaking of professional pics, Jaley was in for her 9-month pictures. I must say the photographer outdid himself. We just don’t know which one to choose. If you don’t mind entering in your name and email address (fakes are fine too), you can catch a peak at: http://port77.com/laurencelynnphotography.com/jaley1/.

Life in the Stroller Lane
And sense it seems n
o week is complete without a trip to the pediatrician – we made another visit last Monday. As suspected, Jaley’s ear infection still hadn’t cleared up. So now we are onto another antibiotic. From the astronomical co-pay I paid for this prescription, I know this is really strong stuff. Let’s just hope it works. And if it doesn’t, at least we have Mother Nature is on our side. The weather here has turned wonderful. And when the weather is warm, ear infections tend to disappear. So bring on the heat.

But by this point, Jaley doesn’t remember life without ear infections. She is turned into quite the little trooper. As long as we give her a little Baby Advil, she is ready to go on any adventure. This weekend we headed to the zoo. NC has a great state zoo, but for some odd reason it is located in Asheboro (about 90 minutes from Raleigh). So we put the DVD player in the car, loaded up the girls, and broke out the sunscreen for a great day of animal adventure. By the time we got home, we were all beat, but we had a great time.




And then there was the big project of the past two weeks. I redecorated the girls’ playroom. I was inspired by too much HGTV. And though no one from Martha Stewart has called me yet, I was really happy with how it turned out. I painted the walls and a small mural. I made the curtains and the animal pictures. I even have hung an extra curtain rod with clips, so Sarah (and Jaley soon) can hang all their artwork on the wall too. Sarah LOVES the room and I have definitely redeemed myself from the “Atomic Vomit Green” bathroom debacle last Fall.

Tomorrow is my birthday. Amazingly, I am turning 29 again. Scott is in CA for the week. When he booked the trip and didn’t realize that it was my birthday. Guilt is such a wonderful thing. He felt so bad about missing my birthday, that he has gone above and beyond to make it special day (week) for me. On Thursday he surprised me with a gourmet chocolate cake. On Friday, we got a sitter and had a wonderful dinner out. On Saturday, he came home with flowers. For tomorrow, he made plans for me with friends and bought another cake (this time ice cream) which is waiting in the freezer. I tell you, I think I want Scott to go out of town for all of my birthdays.

And the best part is that Scott isn’t the only one who outdid themselves for my birthday. Sarah looked through the Sunday circulars, picked out a gift for me, and took money out of her piggy bank to buy it (with a little help from Daddy). Sarah bought me my very own pair of Hot Pink Crocs (comfy plastic shoes for those who aren’t familiar). They are just like her pair of Crocs that she got from Mimi at Easter. So now, we match as we stroll through our day. I don’t think that I could love a gift more. And since I won’t be wearing any other shoes for a while, I am just going to have to go shopping to get more things in hot pink.

That is life in the stroller lane. Lots of Love.

Monday, April 9, 2007

Eat My Words


Rant of the Week
Humility is the first skill that every parent needs. And it is with my humblest sincerity that I admit my last two entries have been a lie. Not of the proportion of the Enron scandal, but not a truth that held through the test of time.

The first confession: Only days after I bragged about Jaley finally sleeping through the night, did she completely reverse her trend. I like to sleep when I am sick, but Jaley likes to rock the house. And so when the ear infections crank up, so does the midnight crying.

And that takes me to my second confession: We weren't over our winter colds yet. The same day that I gloated that everyone in the house was finally germ free, Jaley woke up barking like a seal (which is parent speak for croup). And when I took her to the doctor, it turns out that her ear infection wasn't any better either. Poor Jaley has now scored the trifecta of day care illnesses - stomach virus, ear infection, and croup. As of yesterday, she had finished yet another round of antibiotics and we are waiting to see if that one cured what ails her. We, of course, want Jaley healthy because we love her, but the selfish side of Scott and I won't miss the midnight screaming either.

Life in the Stroller Lane
But after nearly nine months, Scott and I are used to functioning (even if it is not our top performance) on very little sleep. So we don't let a few tears in the night slow us down. And we definitely made sure to enjoy the Easter holiday. And like most holidays for our girls, Easter lasted the better part of a week. We went to four (yes, four) egg hunts - one at school, one at a local park, one at church, and one in our backyard. That was in addition to dieing 3 dozen Easter eggs (egg salad anyone?); Easter packages and letters from most of our loving and thoughtful family (tough luck that we didn't even send them a card); and stocked baskets from the Easter Bunny for Sarah, Jaley, and Scott (for some reason I didn't get a basket).

And when I haven't been playing helper to the Easter Bunny, I have been doing the IRS dance with our CPA to finish up our taxes. Our taxes were such a mess this year, our return actually uncovered a bug in the computer program that our CPA uses. Let's just say, I have decided that freedom does have a price and we pay it each April 15. But don't think me un-American or un-appreciative. As I write out the checks to the IRS and the state of NC, I make sure to use my first amendment write by saying a few curse words and then I finish it off with a sincere (though off-key) singing of the National Anthem.

Scott has been in town the past few weeks, but really busy. He is finding out again about the fun of employee turnover. He has three employees leaving his team over the next couple of weeks, so he is trying do more with less until he can hire in some new folks.

And so that is our life in the Stroller Lane. Lots of Love.