
Someone likes to wake up like mommy.

And somone likes to wake up like daddy!

“Dad, I don’t have a shirt on, please stop taking pictures”
Short and sweet before kids wake up:
Eye appt for Paige and Cole: Always scary. Appt was grueling but worth the torture of sitting in exam room for over an hour. Neither Paige or Cole’s prescription changed. I mentioned to Dr. that Paige still cocks her head to focus on something intently but the good news is that she apparently cocks in both directions. I really only see her cock one way at home, but she did both in the office. She is still doing this and probably always will, to stop the bouncing of her eyes. The worst story about the eye appt is that the eyeglass store that I have had issues with in the past once again screwed up. Cole’s lenses were switched in his frames and the doctor had rechecked it about three times because he too couldn’t believe that the store did that to Cole YET AGAIN. I had to go back to the store which was good in a way because I needed to let that lady know that she once again dropped the ball big time. As mad as I was I know that I didn’t properly convey to her what an idiot I think she is. Or how she could have caused my son eye damage and given him really bad headaches AGAIN because of her incompetence. Eric told me to stop going there, but really it is difficult to find a pediatric eye store that carries frames that fit our kids. I have gone elsewhere in the past (both of the backup pairs for each kid are at other stores) but the frames that fit best are from this place so it makes sense to do repairs with this place. I can handle the fact that she continually tells me the glasses will be ready by a certain date and I usually add an extra week onto the day they tell me. But when her mistakes cause discomfort or damage….totally unacceptable.
Whew! Glad I got that off my chest…because it was very difficult to verbalize to this woman how I feel about her job performance knowing that I have to continue using her services. And the weird part is that I finally felt like we were reaching a point of mutual acceptance of each other and now that’s all gone. Okay I said I was going to stop talking about this. Moving on. We got the endocrine results back for Cole. I was okay with the results either way. Human growth hormone problem…fix it…fix Cole…move on. No human growth hormone problem…Cole’s normal…keep doing what we’re doing. Cole’s normal.
Allergy testing results on Cole and Drew: The RAST testing results were normal on both boys. Huh? So no allergies. Yippee! This is fantastic for Cole because he’s going to be starting preschool in 40+ days and I didn’t want them to have to give him a special diet or make him sit at the “allergy table” with a big sign on his chest saying Don’t feed Me Peanuts. He’s now totally normal. :) Drew on the otherhand was switched to an expensive formula containing no soy or milk proteins for a week and he continues to have diarrhea. He is not allergic, but he may still have an intolerance. We are to continue the formula (which is for infants 0-12mo old and Drew is 15mo old) until we see the allergy doctor again. Uug. Maybe Drew just has an overactive gut? We’ll see. We also have his 15-mo appt coming up soon so we’ll see what our peed’s office says about all this. I’m also dying to see how tall the big guy is. He’s comparable in height now to Cole who was 33 1/2 at last check. I’m thinking crib tent soon for Drew since he’s been making the motions to crawl out of his crib. He’s only 15 mo!!!
That’s all. But that’s enough for one week, right?
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So here’s Paige’s update. It boggles my mind that probably six or seven months ago Paige was not sleeping, full of tantrums, and generally miserable. Now she’s sleeping, soooo pleasant and just a happy happy little girl. She is definitely the first child. She takes care of her brothers and me. If we leave the house she makes sure I have everything. She thrives on “helping” me with everything and sometimes she really is such a help I feel lucky to have her. I can always count on her helping me carry things to the car. She loves to carry bags and most times I give her the Milk bag to carry and she loves distributing the milk to her bros. She is so independent and I can’t remember the last time I was able to get her into a stroller. She loves to walk next to me when we’re out and gets upset if I don’t hold her hand. (Which just a few months ago she would throw a fit if I made her hold my hand). It’s very cute that sometimes we go places and I need her to hold Cole’s hand so we can safely cross a street. She will use her size and wrestle Cole to hold her hand.
Paige is also in a polite phase. She thanks everyone and everything. Sometimes it’s “Thank you table” for holding her milk and a lot of “Thank you Cole or Drew” for toys. Speaking of toys, by far right now her favorite toy/s is her kitchen set with plates and food. She puts food in the microwave pushes the button and says beep then takes it out. She opens the oven door and yells “get back”. Her plates are always hot and she carries all her food all over the house and sets up picnics in various spots. And God forbid if either of her brothers tries to cook food at her kitchen. She loses her mind if anyone touches her stuff.
What else? She’s still deathly afraid of animals big or small. She doesn’t like puppets. She loves to dance, sing, and jump around the house. She loves massages from Daddy. She’s obsessed with the Happy Birthday song and unfortunately we don’t have any birthdays coming up for a long time. She will have me sing that song over and over again and each time I finish she thinks of someone else in her life for me to sing to. She loves swimming and is such a fish. She’s been swimming at my mom’s pool and she’s almost dangerous because we put arm floaties on her and she doesn’t want to be held in the water. She gets on the top step and says 1,2,3 and jumps in. It’s awesome.
A lot of our battles are thankfully long in the past. Toothbrushing was agony a couple of months ago. Now I ask her if she wants me to brush with her pink or purple toothbrush and I distract her with various thoughts as I brush away. Hand holding was difficult, now mandatory. Sleeping through the night, still not regular but bearable. She used to not let me brush her hair, now she tells me what clips she wants in her hair. She loves her ponytails and her ideal hairdo is ponytails with butterfly clips in her bangs. So cute! Life is good.
Paige is speaking in four or five word sentences now. Probably the best phrase she says and that I can’t get enough of is “I love you”. Those are powerful words.
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This pictures cracks me up, not sure why.