2 permanent lateral incisors. If found please call. V would like them back.
Okay, so apparently she never had them to begin with.
We went to the orthodontist this afternoon and V is missing both lateral incisors. She comes by it naturally. I'm missing the one on the right and one of mom's cousins and one of her aunt's were also missing one.
I have a bridge after 2 1/2 years in braces as an adult. JR looked like a pedophile when we got married and had V. I looked 12 even though I was 20 and older.
We go back to the orthodontist in 6 months for another check.
yippee...yes the lower case is indicative of my excitement.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
The Ultimate Fighting Champion...
...or not.
Owen got into a fight with the sidewalk.
I think the sidewalk won.
We can at least tell the twins apart immediately.
He's trooper.
He is taking everyone to the bloody spot on the sidewalk and telling them, "That's my blood."
DAY 1
This all occurred Sunday after church. He was in a white long sleeved dress shirt, navy blue plaid shorts and...his cowboy boots. Only a 3 year old can truly rock that outfit. He had escaped the back yard and was walking on a sand stone edged, raised flowerbed. He slipped and his face hit concrete. I happened to be sitting in the living room looking out of the window and I saw him from behind and ran outside. He was supposed to be in the back yard (we had left the back door open and they were coming and going as they pleased). He turned around and it looked like his face had exploded. There was blood on his face, in his mouth, on his white shirt (of course), on his shorts, on his legs. You name it, it was bled on. He was freaked, I was freaked, JR was freaked.
We did a 5 minute, "clean up some blood, change your shirt and get everyone in the car" and ran to the after hours clinic. The didn't think it was broken, but couldn't tell because of the swelling. They said it was straight. JR was getting worried in the waiting room and took him away for a bit, because he thought he might go into shock. I'm usually the calm one, but I was upset. Nothing major, just a few stray tears. I was doing my best. He fell asleep on JR waiting for the doctor.
DAY 2
He sounded like a whistling teapot while he slept. V came in and asked where the Kleenex's were, and told me she knew why he was whistling (translation HUGE, bloody booger). She wiped his nose. Yes that's gross, but she deserved it for what she did later. I bought him a bouncy ball at WM and she tossed it to him. Remember he's 3 and doesn't catch very well. He caught it with his face. Lots of screaming and crying followed. Yes, by Owen. No, I didn't beat her, but I wanted to.
DAY 3
He sounded better sleeping. The bruise is getting bigger and blacker. He's still swollen. He's starting to pick the scab. If you ask him how he feels he'll say he's broken. I finally got him to say he was bruised instead.
Now I'm off to go play catch with him with a baseball.
I'm totally kidding.
Owen got into a fight with the sidewalk.
We can at least tell the twins apart immediately.
He's trooper.
He is taking everyone to the bloody spot on the sidewalk and telling them, "That's my blood."
DAY 1
This all occurred Sunday after church. He was in a white long sleeved dress shirt, navy blue plaid shorts and...his cowboy boots. Only a 3 year old can truly rock that outfit. He had escaped the back yard and was walking on a sand stone edged, raised flowerbed. He slipped and his face hit concrete. I happened to be sitting in the living room looking out of the window and I saw him from behind and ran outside. He was supposed to be in the back yard (we had left the back door open and they were coming and going as they pleased). He turned around and it looked like his face had exploded. There was blood on his face, in his mouth, on his white shirt (of course), on his shorts, on his legs. You name it, it was bled on. He was freaked, I was freaked, JR was freaked.
We did a 5 minute, "clean up some blood, change your shirt and get everyone in the car" and ran to the after hours clinic. The didn't think it was broken, but couldn't tell because of the swelling. They said it was straight. JR was getting worried in the waiting room and took him away for a bit, because he thought he might go into shock. I'm usually the calm one, but I was upset. Nothing major, just a few stray tears. I was doing my best. He fell asleep on JR waiting for the doctor.
DAY 2
He sounded like a whistling teapot while he slept. V came in and asked where the Kleenex's were, and told me she knew why he was whistling (translation HUGE, bloody booger). She wiped his nose. Yes that's gross, but she deserved it for what she did later. I bought him a bouncy ball at WM and she tossed it to him. Remember he's 3 and doesn't catch very well. He caught it with his face. Lots of screaming and crying followed. Yes, by Owen. No, I didn't beat her, but I wanted to.
DAY 3
He sounded better sleeping. The bruise is getting bigger and blacker. He's still swollen. He's starting to pick the scab. If you ask him how he feels he'll say he's broken. I finally got him to say he was bruised instead.
Now I'm off to go play catch with him with a baseball.
I'm totally kidding.
Tuesday, April 06, 2010
5...4...3...2...1...
BACON!
This was heard in my kitchen this morning as my carnivores were waiting for the microwave to finish. They can hardly be classified as omnivores.
This was heard in my kitchen this morning as my carnivores were waiting for the microwave to finish. They can hardly be classified as omnivores.
Monday, April 05, 2010
Passover series
On a more serious note, we've been studying the Jewish feast and festivals in our Sunday school class. We are studying them as they come up in the year.
We did Purim and the book of Esther in February. Passover and First Fruits in March/April and we will drop them in accordingly through the rest of the year. JR is teaching the class and when discussing parts of Judaism we just don't know enough, so we turn to Zola Levitt.
I highly recommend that you watch part 1 and 2 of Passover. God's planning is amazing and communion takes on a whole new perspective with these videos.
We did Purim and the book of Esther in February. Passover and First Fruits in March/April and we will drop them in accordingly through the rest of the year. JR is teaching the class and when discussing parts of Judaism we just don't know enough, so we turn to Zola Levitt.
I highly recommend that you watch part 1 and 2 of Passover. God's planning is amazing and communion takes on a whole new perspective with these videos.
Cheesecake
I made this for JR's 33rd birthday.
I made this with a chocolate Teddy Graham crust instead of Oreos.
I used coffee liqueur instead of hazelnut.
I made it in a 9x13 foil lined Pyrex. I think I'm going to buy a 9x13 springform for times that I don't want to use a round springform.
I covered the cheesecake with a ganache made with Dove dark chocolate and sprinkled with mini semi-sweet chocolate chips.
I took it to his office so only a few pieces were left in my house. That's wise when you are trying to lose the last 17lbs of the *cough* 48lbs *cough* that you gained with the last bundle of cuteness.
I made this with a chocolate Teddy Graham crust instead of Oreos.
I used coffee liqueur instead of hazelnut.
I made it in a 9x13 foil lined Pyrex. I think I'm going to buy a 9x13 springform for times that I don't want to use a round springform.
I covered the cheesecake with a ganache made with Dove dark chocolate and sprinkled with mini semi-sweet chocolate chips.
I took it to his office so only a few pieces were left in my house. That's wise when you are trying to lose the last 17lbs of the *cough* 48lbs *cough* that you gained with the last bundle of cuteness.
March Madness?
Isn't it April?
I'm blogging and watching Duke vs. Butler.
A few thoughts.
I don't have a horse in this race, but I love an underdog. Go Bulldogs!
Coach K has been around FOREVER!
The Butler coach is one cool cucumber.
This game is really close.
Have all of the games been low scoring? I miss fast run and gun basketball. I like more offense then defense.
I love watching basketball on the 14' diagonal projector screen.
The UPS commercials make me glad I was a mechanical engineering major instead of an industrial. Seriously optimizing routes for right turns?
I will go see Iron Man 2 in the theater and I never go to the theater for movies. I think Robert Downey Jr. is so funny (and cool, and manly, and good looking). No, I don't day dream about him and JR thinks he's cool too and even patterns his goatee after the Tony Stark character (by his own derision)
The Duke offense works in circles and they are interesting when they are moving.
As usual the reffing seems kind of bad.
I'm not a big baseball fan, so I will be looking forward to college football season and it seems a long way off.
The Butler coach looks like a real life Ron Stoppable with brown hair.
Well crap they lost. Oh,well.
I'm blogging and watching Duke vs. Butler.
A few thoughts.
I don't have a horse in this race, but I love an underdog. Go Bulldogs!
Coach K has been around FOREVER!
The Butler coach is one cool cucumber.
This game is really close.
Have all of the games been low scoring? I miss fast run and gun basketball. I like more offense then defense.
I love watching basketball on the 14' diagonal projector screen.
The UPS commercials make me glad I was a mechanical engineering major instead of an industrial. Seriously optimizing routes for right turns?
I will go see Iron Man 2 in the theater and I never go to the theater for movies. I think Robert Downey Jr. is so funny (and cool, and manly, and good looking). No, I don't day dream about him and JR thinks he's cool too and even patterns his goatee after the Tony Stark character (by his own derision)
The Duke offense works in circles and they are interesting when they are moving.
As usual the reffing seems kind of bad.
I'm not a big baseball fan, so I will be looking forward to college football season and it seems a long way off.
The Butler coach looks like a real life Ron Stoppable with brown hair.
Well crap they lost. Oh,well.
Tour
We toured the elementary school Friday. This is such a hard decision. I'm feeling more okay with it. I just am keeping in the back of my mind that if this doesn't work I can bring them back home (which is my plan in no more than 1-2 years).
Things to come
We had real pictures taken of the kids yesterday (Resurrection Sunday) and CAR is having pics taken Wednesday. I'm going to buy the CD of pictures so they will be here soon.
Carina,
I'm glad you weren't asking for pictures of my feet. You would never get those. I don't like feet and I have ugly ones even before having a bruised and broken toe.
Hahahaha!
Carina,
I'm glad you weren't asking for pictures of my feet. You would never get those. I don't like feet and I have ugly ones even before having a bruised and broken toe.
Hahahaha!
Black and Blue
Jackson might be this color if he does one more thing.
Periodically we experience some type of demon possession with Jackson.
Once he drank Benedryl, and cut through a power supply that was plugged in ("It made a great spark and a boom mom."), among other things one week.
That was about a year to a year and a half ago.
Last week he sprayed flea and tick spray all over the garage including on JR's 1979 Triumph Spitfire. He took the yard spreader full of Scott's and parked it int he drive, where Owen proceeded to dump turfbuilder on JR's tuck (and eat some for good measure). After we freaked out and put the spreader in the garage we found that Jackson had dumped a bottle of break fluid on the garage floor.
His reasoning? He wants to be a bad kid so we won't get onto V. What?
My children are freaks and may be the death of me.
If they weren't so cute...
Periodically we experience some type of demon possession with Jackson.
Once he drank Benedryl, and cut through a power supply that was plugged in ("It made a great spark and a boom mom."), among other things one week.
That was about a year to a year and a half ago.
Last week he sprayed flea and tick spray all over the garage including on JR's 1979 Triumph Spitfire. He took the yard spreader full of Scott's and parked it int he drive, where Owen proceeded to dump turfbuilder on JR's tuck (and eat some for good measure). After we freaked out and put the spreader in the garage we found that Jackson had dumped a bottle of break fluid on the garage floor.
His reasoning? He wants to be a bad kid so we won't get onto V. What?
My children are freaks and may be the death of me.
If they weren't so cute...
Put your money where your mouth is (or not).
Xander gagged himself and puked up a nickel in the living room this afternoon.
Friday, April 02, 2010
Call me Grace!
Okay, so part of the trouble with facebook was that I would post status updates and would leave the details of life to a 1-4 line blurb. I'll blurb them back where they belong, right here.
March 9th I broke my little toe. Ironically I was running to get my shoes.
On March 25th I broke the healing that had occurred walking to my car to surprise JR with a cheesecake at his office the day before his birthday.
I've never broken a bone and I'd rather not do it again.
March 9th I broke my little toe. Ironically I was running to get my shoes.
On March 25th I broke the healing that had occurred walking to my car to surprise JR with a cheesecake at his office the day before his birthday.
I've never broken a bone and I'd rather not do it again.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Feeling a little out of sorts.
Did you know I'm Superwoman? Amazing isn't it?
I hear frequently how "amazing" I am and how people don't know how I do what I do. The thought going through my head is, "not very well."
I'm busy. Not just 5 kids busy. I'm church busy (I go and I'm VERY involved), homeschool busy (2 kids one with a vision issue that makes reading a nightmare), blackberry farmer busy (gas and a match and that problem could be gone-Hahaha), homemaker busy, computer addict busy, procrastinator busy.
In all of my busyness I feel like I'm losing myself. I don't do much for me anymore. Getting a haircut is verging on impossible. I only talk to a handful of friends (that I'm not related to). Time away for me has become a solo trip to Wal-Mart.
What it really comes down to is I'm burned out. Something has to change. I need a hobby or something that is selfishly mine and I need to be okay with it.
Now for the hard part. As of August my 2 oldest will go to public school instead of being homeschooled. This has been one of the hardest decisions I've ever made. I don't think this will be permanent, as of now I think it will only be for 1-2 years. I need a break. Don't get me wrong, I believe in homeschooling completely. I have struggled teaching V, because of what we now know is a vision issue, not dyslexia. Teaching her is like working with a very in depth 1st grader. There is no, "Read the directions and do the assignment." or "Read this and we'll discuss it when you are done."
We are currently driving into Tulsa 2 times a week for vision therapy. She will finish in late June. We are seeing improvement, but through this I've lost me. It's time to find me again.
I hear frequently how "amazing" I am and how people don't know how I do what I do. The thought going through my head is, "not very well."
I'm busy. Not just 5 kids busy. I'm church busy (I go and I'm VERY involved), homeschool busy (2 kids one with a vision issue that makes reading a nightmare), blackberry farmer busy (gas and a match and that problem could be gone-Hahaha), homemaker busy, computer addict busy, procrastinator busy.
In all of my busyness I feel like I'm losing myself. I don't do much for me anymore. Getting a haircut is verging on impossible. I only talk to a handful of friends (that I'm not related to). Time away for me has become a solo trip to Wal-Mart.
What it really comes down to is I'm burned out. Something has to change. I need a hobby or something that is selfishly mine and I need to be okay with it.
Now for the hard part. As of August my 2 oldest will go to public school instead of being homeschooled. This has been one of the hardest decisions I've ever made. I don't think this will be permanent, as of now I think it will only be for 1-2 years. I need a break. Don't get me wrong, I believe in homeschooling completely. I have struggled teaching V, because of what we now know is a vision issue, not dyslexia. Teaching her is like working with a very in depth 1st grader. There is no, "Read the directions and do the assignment." or "Read this and we'll discuss it when you are done."
We are currently driving into Tulsa 2 times a week for vision therapy. She will finish in late June. We are seeing improvement, but through this I've lost me. It's time to find me again.
The debate
Okay so I'm actually debating whether to make the blog go dark now (invite only viewers). I do have reasons for doing that, but instead I may just become a little bit more vague. I'll let you know. Facebook is being completely deleted Thursday. I have so much to catch up on here. I post little snippets there all day and nothing ends up here. My roll call of life gets lost, b/c naturally Facebook doesn't keep every status update I've ever posted. This blog is going to change just a little. I may post FB type updates with my longer journal posts. I may even take the time to categorize my posts (you know in my spare time). We shall see.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Going Dark
I am going to make the blog by invite only. I am going to reactivate my e-mail on here so let me know if you want an invite. This blog will go private at the end of March
I will be deleting my Facebook account at the end of March as well, so the blog WILL get more love. I am spending too much time on there and the only way to stop that is to get rid of it.
Monday, December 14, 2009
HAPPY CHANUKAH!
For those of you who don't know, I love Neil Diamond. Blame my mother.
Today my sister called to tell me she just heard Neil Diamond cover Adam Sandler's Chanukah Song.
I of course came home and looked it up and I laughed.
ENJOY!
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Pppssstt
Yep, that's my kid. That was what she thought of her first Monday. ;P
Actually we had a good day, she was just hungry and kept sticking her tongue out. I kept taking pictures until she started crying.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
C.A.R's
Here in my car
I feel safest of all
I can lock all my doors
It's the only way to live
In cars
I feel safest of all
I can lock all my doors
It's the only way to live
In cars
or
Caroline Amelia Ritchie
She was born on 11/11/09 at 8:08 pm. She weighed 8 pounds even and was 20 inches long. Those are just the statistics. Her story is much more entertaining.
C.A.R. was due Monday, November 2nd and we had 3 false alarms and trips to the hospital before she arrived. I had made little progress in the last 3 weeks of my pregnancy.
This pregnancy was not normal, because I was attempting a VBAC (vaginal birth after cesarean). These are hard to find doctors to preform, because of malpractice insurance costs. I found one doctor in Tulsa who preforms them, and his office and the hospital are 50 miles from our house.
The last 3 weeks of my pregnancy I made little progress. I was sitting at a 2 and just hanging out there. I was at a 3 at my last appointment Wednesday, November 11 at 4:30 and 9 days past my due date. He wasn't going to let me go much longer (I was to call Thursday afternoon to set something up if she hadn't come). My doctor got me to a 4, stripped my membranes and I left.
I drove home, picked up the baby sitter and took her home. I felt a little cruddy. I drove through the drive through at Goldie's and ordered dinner and went to the QT to get drinks. I went back and picked up the food and told my sister (who I was on the phone with) that I felt bad and shouldn't be driving. This was shortly after 6pm.
I went home and started feeding the kids, I called Jonathan and Nancy (who was going to watch the kids). I ate what I could and got in the car as soon as JR arrived. We began our drive south on Highway 75. We had been taking Bradley Childbirth classes in preparation to have the baby unmedicated. I was breathing through my contractions and trying to relax.
About 20 minutes south I had a normal contraction...the next one I felt an almost uncontrollable urge to push. I screamed at Jonathan to stop in the next town at one of the hospitals, because I needed to push and we were 15 minutes away. I knew I couldn't make it to south Tulsa.
I knew if I tensed it would slow labor. I sat, tensed and screamed with each contraction, "GOD! PLEASE KEEP THIS BABY IN!"
Jonathan jumped on the phone and called a guy from work and asked him to call the hospital and for them to have a gurney ready at the ER. He turned on his hazard lights and drove at about 100 mph until we reached the hospital. Jeff (the guy from work) and his wife jumped in their car and followed our path to make sure we weren't delivering on the side of the road.
We arrived in the ER and they didn't have anyone there to get me. Jonathan caused a huge scene (thankfully). They didn't think I would be that critical...they were wrong. After the scene JR caused an ER doctor took me to the OB department before they could get me (JR later went down and apologized).
I got into the room and JR and a nurse got me into a gown and on the bed. They barely got an IV port in my arm and the doctor came in. She put on her gloves and told me to hang on for just a minute so she could break my water and then she was ready for me to push. Caroline weighed about 1 1/4 pounds more than my biggest baby (Jackson 6 pounds 12 ounces).
I had my unmedicated baby and I honestly wish I'd had the others that way. It was so much better. I was ready to walk less than an hour later. I went to church today. I have moments of feeling a little tired and sore, but nothing compares to the shock of the drugs wearing off and feeling like you've been hit by a train. As soon as she was out, the hit by a train feeling began wearing off.
Caroline is sweet, alert, beautiful and a ravenous eater. It seems appropriate that her initials spell C.A.R. since we were concerned that she was going to be born in the car. Jonathan was ready to deliver if he had to, he never thought he would ever say that.
The kids are all adapting to her well and they seem to love her a lot.
Life is good and God is great...now I think I'll take a nap. Delivery went well, and I feel okay, but I'm still human.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
I am second.
I know it's OU/Texas weekend. Here is a great video, and I have more respect for both of these guys now.
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