Sunday, June 28, 2009

Swine Free

While Tony was home swining, Jonah and Louisa spent time at their Nonnie's house. Blake and Nate were at scout camp. I stayed home with Tony and went crazy with the lysol.

We all gathered back from our different corners of the Earth yesterday. It felt like a family reunion... with just us. So happy to have the noise back in my life.

Grateful the swine has gone. Hopeful the swine stays out of our home. Waiting for the swine to leave our friends and neighbors.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

H1N1 Has Arrived

The question of the day... Does he or does he not have the swine? Maybe we can take a vote. Here are the facts:

1. He went on the High Adventure camp from 6/17 to 6/20.
2. Yesterday, 6/22, got a call from scout leader in the am confirming one of his buddies that he shared a tent with one night was diagnosed with the swine.
3. Found out in the afternoon yesterday 6/22, that a second buddy on the camp out tested positive with the dreaded virus.
4. Every time he coughed I turned my head and he laughed at me.
5. He said, "I'm immune to the swine, mom" (have to consider the jinx factor)
6. When I came home from a baseball game at approximately 6:35pm yesterday, 6/22 he had a fever of 100.6 and said he didn't feel good. Coughing had increased.
7. Took him to the after hours clinic at 7:15pm.
8. Nurse shoved a huge q-tip in his nose that went back into his brain. ("A little burn" she says... Shoves it up both nostrils one at a time and then leaves. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH" he says after she leaves but door is still open. I see the nurse smirk. She enjoys this, I think. Or maybe she is sick of H1N1 and takes it out on unsuspecting noses. Either way, the boy will never be the same.)
9. Dr. comes in and says, "It's negative HOWEVER, these tests are only 70% accurate. So I think you came in early enough for it not to show. It's my recommendation that we treat it as swine flu." (All that pain for 70% accuracy? Doesn't seem right)
10. Go get Tamiflu (cost just under 1 billion for ten tiny tablets) at 8:45pm. Takes 1st one at 9:30pm.
11. Today, 6/23, fever is gone. Coughing has increased. He's achy but not as miserable as his two buddies. Cuz their moms tell me it is awful. Hes been on the computer, watched tv, played piano. Kind of lethargic but not sleeping all day.

These are the facts.

so I'm guessing either
A. He has the swine but we caught it early enough and symptoms are mild because of tamiflu.
B. He is feeling bad for his buddies and this is how his body responds.
C. He's pulling a Ferris Beuller.
D. He has something else.
E. ?????????

The voting polls are open.

In the meantime, we are quarantined (go figure just as the monsoon season ends), a bit depressed and worried about his buddies.

Monday, June 15, 2009

When the fighting stops

These two are hysterically laughing. I'm in the other room laughing at the sound of their laughter. Days later I found the source of their hysteria on my computer. They love photo booth. Not a clue how they did this. There are about 150 similar photos. I share only three.

Saturday, March 7, 2009


Looking in the mirror after my hair appointment, I wonder "are the highlights orange?" I ask Lou, "do you see orange in my hair?" Lou, "oh no! I'm scared! I don't want you to die! I'm telling daddy! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

Guess it's a hat day.

Conversations during the Ballet Carpool

Girl 1: Did you know a boy said the F word at school?

me to myself: Holy cow these girls are only 6!!!

Girl 2: My mommy won't tell me what the F word is.

me to myself again: Good parenting skills.

Girl 3: I know what the F word is!

me in panic mode: Girl 3 is my daughter!!!

me out loud: You do?

Girl 3: yes. want me to tell you?

me to myself: yes. I mean NO! Can I imagine that little face saying that word?

me to her: what is it

Girl 3: I'll whisper it (She cups her hand to my ear ) faaarrrrt

me relieved to myself: that reminds me of the forte story

out loud: That's not really the right word.

Girl 1, 2 and 4: What did you say???

Girl 3 proudly: I said faaaarrrt!

Girls 1,2,3,4: High squeaky laughter

me: This could have been so much worse...

Saturday, February 14, 2009

New Do

Hey Lou! You got a haircut! Can I take a picture before you go to bed?

Sure mom!

Take another one mommy!

One more!
Wait! Another one!

How about this one!

Really, mom, its the last one

she must get her self-esteem from her auntie

Monday, January 26, 2009

Toothpaste war

I have a couple of kids who have an annoying hobby of fighting nonstop. I usually get caught up in the madness by telling them to stop in a loud voice so they can hear me over their screams. Pretty soon the decibel level is through the roof and I am left panting on the floor when it is all done, having accomplished nothing and wondering why I even try.

Tonight, however, was a bit different. Here's how it went down...

me: Time to brush your teeth.

kid 1: ok mom (calm before the storm)

me: don't forget to floss

kid 2: I always floss, mom (perfect children)

few seconds of quiet. I see kid 1 in the hallway brushing away.

me: where's kid 2 (storms a comin')

kid 1 (with toothpaste in mouth): in thew buhin me

kid 2 (toothpaste mouth): e cawed me a iei

kid 1 (starting to really foam): e's a ier

kid 2 (tilting head back to keep all the dribbles in): i ellin a ooth! e awed e a iei

kid 1 (tilting also): e's alays eing e in aowl!

me (laughing in their foaming, tilted, raging faces): go spit. you look like angry rabid rodents.