Thursday, January 29, 2009

Free Willy.

This story has been circulating around our house for the last few days causing sporadic hysterics and giggles, so I thought I would share. (Even though it is kind of embarrassing)

At our previous residence our house had a foyer that led into a hallway with a powder room to the side. The hallway was rather narrow and the powder room was down the hall, halfway from the foyer and halfway to the kitchen. Getting the picture? Anyway, the door to the powder room opened into the narrow hall but still leaving a space from the adjacent wall. Normally, we would keep this door shut to keep the hallway nice and open without any trafficking obstructions. NOT this day!

Picture this: Me, thirty-nine weeks pregnant, extremely overweight, appearing as though I was having triplets, and on a mission. (My mission was just to make it into the living room and sit. I had extreme difficulties walking and staying upright at this point in my pregnancy. I was one hot mess.) And here I come, waddling my way through the hall, trying to first pass through the kitchen so that I may have a mid-point snack, then on into the living room. such luck. I didn't quite make it to the kitchen. I was stopped by the nuisance of a door and a wall. Somebody didn't shut the bathroom door, but I thought that I could squeeze my massive self through without any serious issues. Ummm, WRONG! The door hit my super-sized belly and the wall hit my ginormous bootie! I was stuck. Wedged in between the wall and the door. What was I to do? I did what any girl in my situation would do...called for my husband.

That was the mistake of a lifetime. At this point in time, I am not even thinking about the comedic nature of the event. I have my mind set on getting de-wedged. SO, my loving hubby comes around the corner and almost hits the floor because, obviously, instantaneous laughter such as this can cause you to loose your footing. Hurumph!

Good news; though, nobody was hurt and the door didn't have to be taken off of the hinges to set me free. Thankfully.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

All Grown Up....Well Most Of The Time.

David tries to act so grown up most of the time, but sometimes the little kid inside just can't handle being muzzled. It comes shooting out of him and we end up with a little bit of this:

The Nashville House....where a kid can be a kid!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Obama Is In The House.

He wasn't my pick, but I will definitely pray for him and his family. What a life-changing event for those kiddos! I pray that the transition will be smooth and that Obama is able to make the decisions that God leads him to make.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Braydon's New Invention.

This is what our youngest has come up with for his latest weapon of choice:

He has taken an old sword apart and used the opening to stick a hammer into! Now his weapon can be used in an upright position as a sword, and if you turn it horizontally, you can use the hammer as a handle and have a wild kind of gun!
What a creative little goober!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Ear Tube Excitement.

On Sunday, Braydon came to me stating that he thought his tube was coming out of his ear. He knew that the other ear's tube had presented itself in a big bunch of wax, and he had a glob of wax falling out of his head. Good assumption, little guy! So, I checked it out and was not prepared for what I was about to see. There was all kinds of gooky-guck in his ear and his tube placement looked very odd. (I will spare all of the exact details for those of you who have weak tummies.)

The next day we went to our family doc and he said, at first, that the tube was not in there. I had just seen it prior to the office visit, so I knew it was around there somewhere. After poking around a bit, he discovered it and then he casually leaned back on the desk, crossed his arms and says, "His tube has went back into his eardrum." HUH?!?! What??? I have never heard of such a thing. That had to be one of those possible complications that they tell you prior to surgery that you really don't think will happen. Well we were destined to go to "Kana" and see a specialist to get that bothersome tube checked out.

Yesterday, we visited the specialist. The doc looked in Braydon's ear with a special microscope type binocular thingie and put a little funnel in his ear. Next, he took an instrument, grabbed the tube, and then proceeded to use a vacuum to suck out the nasty. (Again, I will spare the details) Fifteen seconds and it was all over. Braydon was so brave!

So what happened?
The tube came loose from it's original site and his body went into "attack the foreign object in my ear mode". So, granulation tissue formed along with the unmentionable gook. That is why his ear looked like a train wreck!

For his courageous acts, we did take a trip to the mall and get a large m&m chocolate cookie. That made everything better.

And this is what our week has been like thus far.......

Thursday, January 8, 2009

An Unfortunate Event.

Getting a little too wild with the electric scooter today!

All is ok....pride may be a little squished, though.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

My Little Punk Rockers!

We had a little fun one day with the razor!

I was cutting hair and they said, "give us mohawks". I don't think they really thought I would do it...goofballs. Hammy really likes his, but David wants his shaved off. Decisions, decisions.

Good Times...

A funny little excerpt of goofiness with one of the boys:

Setting: We are at the mall. I am patiently waiting outside of GameStop for all children and grandparents. A frantic, most excited child runs out of the store, stopping in front of me!

Hammy: MOM! They have air guitars inside the store for FREE! (A moment of changing facial expressions, from total hysterics to disappointment.) Yeah, but they are all out. Do you wanna come see the sign, Mom? It's right over there, I'm not kidding!

Me: (With a big cheesy grin on my face, trying not to giggle too loudly) Well, buddy, remember what an air guitar is??

Hammy: Hmmm.

Good times, good times. Just to let you know, I did explain the circumstances to the kiddo. We shared a chuckle, and then he said, "Doh!".

You can always count on children to lighten the day!

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Happy New Year.

I hope everyone is having a great new year so far. I will miss the chaos of the Christmas season, but I can always count on my family to provide me with plenty. (In a good way, of course.)