Frere Jaque

These pics were taken by Don Saturday morning. Ryan had a rough asthma night. He was up a lot wheezing, not ever really getting the relief he needed. He got up like normal with the rest of the kids but took one small bite of toast and promptly fell asleep at the table. Don didn't quite notice (breakfast at our house is a crazy noise time) until Mia shouted, "Hey look! Ryan is sleeping!" Sure enough. He slept on the couch on and off for the next few hours. It was really funny because he would (seem to) fully wake up to say hi then while you were responding his eyes would roll back in his head and he would be instantly asleep again. I do think he inherited some of his poor mom's narcolepsy. Poor guy was himself again after a few hours sleep and some nebulizer treatments but was heartbroken to have missed his best friend's birthday party.

Say What?

I know this is an unprecedented two posts in one day, but when you are sick you certainly don't have energy for dishes or laundry, so.....
Last night we were quizzing Ryan on his "opposites". What is the opposite of floor? "Ceiling" How about over? "Under" What about right? "wrong". Then we said "What is the opposite of bottom?" We were very confused when he took a minute to think about it after some of the harder ones we gave him. Then with a deadpan, very earnest expression said "a pee-pee?" After we finished laughing, we approached it a different way. What is the opposite of top? "OOHHHHH, bottom!"

Bleccchhhh....

Don't you like how I always include the most random pictures in my post? Nothing related to the goings on of today. But you might be glad of that when I tell you that the goings on of this week have mostly to do with copious amounts of vomit. A 12 hour stomach bug that leaves its host pretty darn wrung out. Ryan first, a couple of day delay, then Wyatt yesterday, now Mommy this morning. Don should avoid it by mysteriously being at work whenever vomiting occurs. We are washing our hands until they crack, but it hasn't seemed to help thus far. Don gave the kids a stern warning that I was sick and to be nice. When saying prayers over breakfast this morning, they blessed that Heavenly Father would help them be good for me. I guess it is totally out of their hands! Actually, it is kind of nice now that they are older and have some concept of sympathy and help out quite a bit. Nothing like having to rock a screaming baby while throwing up at the same time - oh yes, I do remember. The kids constantly surprise me with their kindness, understanding and willingness to help. I think when Christ counseled us to be as little children, he meant the 3-5 age range. They certainly love each other and are so close. The picture above was taken on Saturday. This was a dress I bought during Mervyns closeout that I absolutely love. Mia does not. On Friday she said, "Mom you can pick out my clothes today" When I picked this dress, she said "ummm, how about tommorrow?" The next morning when I woke up, she had it on as promised and said, "Mom, you can do my hair if you want." Although I am not great at doing hair, Mia makes it harder by preferring to look homeless most of the time. I curled it and took a picture to remember the time she actually wore what I wanted her to and asked to have her hair done. Enough for now, I am going to concentrate on not vomiting....

Sunday Morning Celebration

There were many many reasons to celebrate today. The first perhaps being the most momentous. We switched to a 10am church time from 8am and were excited to add this to our days of switching off sleeping in. When Don and I rolled over to the sound of children playing we glanced at the clock. It was well after 8am!! The kids had gotten up as usual (the boys have an alarm clock in their room set to 6:30 - they are not allowed to get out of bed until the alarm rings and then Mia can follow). Then they had gone downstairs, set the table, said prayers, and eaten by themselves!!!! It helps that plastic dishes and cereal are accessible in our new house and that Ryan loves to be the "big kid" in charge of pouring everyone's cereal and milk. Hah! (and everyone asks why we are not in the midst of having another child - evidence right here).
The second is that Mia and Wyatt went to Sunbeams today for the first time. They were so excited. We have a rather large set of kids in our ward (17 brand new active sunbeams today) and we were told repeatedly by many harried primary teachers and leaders that they were the only two who were not crying. What a primary that must have been! 15 crying kids and no toys and snacks. Well, we feel that we had already done our part when Ryan cried for the first three months of his Sunbeam year.
On Wyatt news, we are potty training and are about 80% there. He seems to want to and does a fairly good job keeping dry but seems a little confused when he has accidents. There is going to be major carpet cleaning when this whole thing is done. Arghh. Special Note: Mia has been potty trained for a year...a YEAR.
Well, I have no pics from this week, but I know that I might get flack from my mom if I don't give you something, so here are some completely post-unrelated pics from last month when we were playing by the iron turtles at the neighborhood lake.