Thursday, September 24, 2009

The fates don't like us

This little guy has successfully halted our pursuit of working for the almighty dollar. Or fate has. Or a virus. Or a bug. Or the devil. Anyway, he awoke up from his nap to a temperature. Again. And it continued to climb, but now it's on the downside again. I'm guessing this knocks us out of the running for work tomorrow, but I could be wrong. At least we do have an appointment at the doctor for him tomorrow. Maybe they can patch him up a little more. And want to hear how this can get any better? My husband went home sick today (after not feeling good all week, just like his carbon copy) and plans on coming home tomorrow evening, so I can nurse both him and Matthew back to health. I'd better pick up a chicken and some noodles tomorrow so that I can feed my boys chicken noddle soup all weekend!

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Happy Birthday Daddy/Phil!!!!

You started out life 32 years ago as this cute this little guy. (What happened to you? Hehe.)

Then 2 years ago you had your very own cute cute look alike and had a reason to not have to have your picture taken anymore, at least nothing more than a profile.

Anyway, Matthew and I hope that you have an excellent birthday! As soon as we can get you on the phone, Matthew is ready to sing you Happy Birthday. We love you.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

The Bikers for Babies ride

Here is a shot from when we first got parked. Phil was told about 4,000 bikes were riding in this charity ride for March of Dimes.

Here is another shot. Behind the fence is a steady stream of bikes driving in.

Here we on the highway stopped because there is so many bikes getting off and trying to go through a little town. The guy in front of us in the Army riding jacket is Phil's old station commander. The jacket is also identical to the one we just got Phil for his b-day.

People all along the route were holding signs and waving. It was pretty cool.

Here is a shot of how as far as we could see was bikes moving along.

I had to take this shot because real bikes got caught up with our "bikes." We had the road so blocked that they could not pass us. They had to stop and go like the rest of us.

This is a picture of a flag they had raised in a little town we went through. I wished I'd gotten a picture of the huge flag they had raised at the very beginning that we drove under.

This next picture is edited to preserve the G rating on this web site. We pulled up to a little bar and grill in the middle of no where that had this for their sign. It was very life like looking and out of all the guys I was with, I was the one to see her first.

When we got back, they had of course moved the fire trucks and flag and then placed flags along the road. It felt very patriotic. Which made sense, since we were in a group of military riders that named the group "Band of Brothers." The guy in front of us is Phil's new station commander.

We had a good time for the most part, but it was such a long ride. I'm still very sore in places I didn't know I could be. I surprised I wasn't to scare on the bike. I haven't got to ride with him since Matthew was born. While we were up there we got to hang out a little bit with my aunt. She has found the best stuff for Matthew to play with. I'm excited for him to get to go play over there again. We also found time to go a very cool store called the Curious Sofa. Every year they go all out decorating for Halloween and Christmas. I just wish I had the money to afford to buy ALOT of stuff from there. After seeing her witch legs I'm really wanting to find mannequin legs. So if you ever just run across a pair of mannequin legs just laying around, be sure to pick them up for me.

This is not the blog I intended to post

Well, we are all a little sore, rundown, and sick at our house. I was all set to blog about Phil's and my ride on Sunday and all the ins and outs of that, but fate stepped in first. I had left Matthew with his grandparents Sat afternoon. He seemed just fine during the day. Then that night he started sounding congested and coughing. By time I got home Sunday evening, he was tired and was developing a barking cough. Just like all the other kids at daycare. All that evening and Monday morning he was flirting with fever. So we went ahead and went to work. After 8 hours he spiked a definite fever and went home. Tynenol wasn't really taking the fever down, but he seemed ok and went to bed. After an hour he was up sobbing, very hot-a degree hotter then when went to bed, chilling, and threw up. His barking cough had gotten much worse and I got scared. So I called Mom and she drove up so we could take him to the emergency room. We got there at 11:30, and for the first time ever, it was empty so we got right in. They immediately gave him stuff to take the fever down. (It was up to 102.2.) After that we went and waited to see the doctor. He decided it was croup and had him take a nebulzer treatment. We got sent home with more medicine to take till the cough and fever are better. When we left he was feeling pretty chipper and proud to be up so late with the big people. By 2:15am he was in bed and asleep again. Around 4 he woke up in a panic again, because he and the bed was pretty soaked because his fever must have broken. The doctor said he should be feeling ok enough to sent back to daycare, but I'd planned to keep him home anyway. And I'm glad I did because he is very tired and his cough is still pretty bad. I'm hoping he'll be up to going tomorrow, but we'll see. Later, if I feel up to it, I'll try to post our weekend pics. Hope all of you have a much less exciting start to the week!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009


Matthew and I went shopping today. Mommy needed a new helmet for a charity ride that her and Daddy are going on soon. Her old one was so tight that it gave her headaches. (And it'd fallen off the bike once and then Mom heaved it once...minor, minor issues...unless you are talking about the one thing that might keep you alive in a crash...) Anyway, Matthew helped me look, but he was much more into the motorcycles. He kept trying to escape me so that he could talk to his lady love, but Mom had visions on one after another, after another, tumbling down, so she kept a tight watch on him. He was crushed. On the way out of the store, he announced he needed a helmet too. I told him soon enough he'd be cruising around with Dad. For now he has to settle with modeling Mommy's new helmet.

Isn't he just a great model?

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Kids, kittens, kin and krazy birds


Krazy bird convention.

A little closer shot.

Look at those krazy birds hanging out on the tin roof!

Then mid-morning the pot of iris seeds sprouts a kitten. Too Many looks so sleepy.

The kid attacks again. Using Daddy's pencil this time.

It's a work of art. It will be hard to prime and paint over...

Then an hour later the iris pot had sprouted 2 kittens. I had no idea I was in the kitten sprouting business.

And finally, the kin. We had a great time Saturday showing Auntie around our house and playing with her. She brought the most awesome Sour Cherry Jam with her as a gift. It's delish!

Monday, September 14, 2009


Well, first this morning Matthew said, "Mommy colors down." So I got the box down and he was industrious and produced 3 fine pictures.

Then he figured it out.

He could swing backwards.

It was awesome. It was unheard of. It was magic.

"One more Mommy!" Yes, son I'll take one more picture for you!

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

The cats are running the place (and Pan hates every moment.)

Matthew got to fall asleep all weekend to purr of his other faithful friend, Isabelle.

Once he fell asleep, Isabelle felt she was too far away and moved closer to cuddle. She had her head on his, but in typical cat fashion, you have to move for the picture.


When will they listen and just let me in...

Friday, September 4, 2009

...Later in the week

The little boy set out for a grand adventure with his faithful...kitten...leading the way.

It's become gray and cloudy. It does not feel like typical early Sept. weather.

It's so low light that the morning glories aren't sure whether to open or not. Is it morning yet?

Matthew works on pushing his car up the hill.

It's a big job.

Ooops, fall over.

Let me get this thing back up...

...Climb in...

...And fall out again because it's just so gosh darn fun! (And the chicks dig it!)

And down we go again!

The clouds were spectacular.

Matthew plays with the rapidly pink-en-ing sedum. At least he's not ripping the flower head off this year!

The morning glories finally decided it really was morning.

I love the way the wild sunflowers look next to the red barn.

Because I took the picture of the sunflowers above, Matthew insisted that I take a picture of these sunflowers. When I did he looked pleased and thanked me.

Matthew is just fascinated with this patch of sunflowers. He even says "goodbye flowers" sometimes.

I just loved the way the moon was flitting in and out of the clouds.

Last night it started raining. I love falling to sleep hearing the rain plopping on the roof. It always feels so cozy. This morning the fog was worthy of London. Thick like pea soup. It was starting to thin around 11:30. It's gone now and the day is starting to take a humid quality. But Matthew doesn't care. He's busy no matter what the weather. He was talking into a toy this morning reminding me, Daddy, and Matthew to take their medicine. Then he started very sternly telling Auntie to take her's. Well, Auntie, did you finally listen and take your medicine!