Fun at the Beach

Last weekend we packed up the car and headed to Lincoln City to join the rest of Paul's family for some fun at the beach. We had a beautiful, huge, house to share, right on the beach. The view was amazing and so was the weather. It was dry, realtively warm, and Sunday was absolutely clear and gorgeous. It was hard to believe it was January and not July. A few of us even braved wading in the waves, though I wouldn't recommend it. The initial shock of the freezing cold water turned into the ache of freezing feet. Here is a picture of most of the crew. Paul seems to be missing. Probably taking the picture.
Here is Paul with his family. Roland, Paul, Mom, Carmen, and Alloa. Good looking bunch!

Bree's cousin Koa had a thing for babies. Looks like Bree didn't mind him too much either. What she did mind was our sleeping arrangements. She does not like sleeping in the playpen but there is no where else for her to go. I know sometime in the night she will be crying to crawl into bed with me and I would go the rest of the night without sleep as she rolls and climbs all over me. This is precisely what happened the first night. Usually the second night is OK because we are all so exhausted from the first night we sleep like rocks. Not so this time. She decided to wake up at 11pm and was still awake at 2:15am. I think just about every adult in the house tried to work their magic on Bree to get her back to sleep. I finally grabbed her in a bear hug and didn't let go till she went to sleep. She needs to figure out real quick how to sleep while on vacation because our family likes to travel a lot and we aren't letting miss Breezy get in our way. That only works when you're the first child.

Here are some of us getting our feet wet. It was so freezing cold!

My cuties. I can't believe how big they are all getting.

We had a great time hanging out with all the family. Saturday night we had a talent show with some great talent showcased. And also some other stuff that I refrained showing pictures of in order to protect reputations. Lets just say it was an eye opening experience. I have to say though, I give props to the family because my side of the family would never try anything like that. We would all be too embarrased or shy to stand up in front of others and make fools of our selves. I mean, show our talents to others ;) Now that we have had a taste of the beach and the sunshine I am ready to move on into spring and summer and the outdoors.

Bree is (almost) 1!

We celebrated Bree's 1st birthday with both side of the family at . . . a bowling alley! I know it seems like a strange place for a 1 year old to celebrate their big day, but I figured we just had a bunch of holidays where we all had to sit and talk to each other and this way you could avoid whomever you wanted! Also, I didn't have to come up with a big meal for everyone so this was easiest on me. And when Mommy is happy, everyone is happy, right? Bree seemed to enjoy all the attention from grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. She got some nice clothes and lots of great new books. The kids had fun bowling, except for Darcy, but her shoes were pretty cool anyway. Bree enjoyed her chocolate cake and appreciated everyone making the effort to celebrate her big day. We had the party 2 weeks early in order to get the most family as we could there. It is always difficult with an extended family as big as ours to find a time that works for everyone. Thankfully I will never have to throw a first year birthday party again. But Drew does get baptized next year so I guess we move into that phase of parties. The fun never ends!

The grandmas had a fun time watching all the grandkids bowl. I think.

No, Mason is not left handed. Someone should have shown him how to do it right I guess. . .dad!

Drew was pretty good. She loves to bowl!




Darcy and her awesome shoes. Man I am going to have some great blackmail material when Darcy gets older. It seems almost every picture of her for the past year has been of her crying.

All Things Buns Related

Lately at our house it seems like I have been consumed with all things buns related. For months now Bree has had a diaper rash that won't quit. I have used everything under the sun to try to get rid of it but nothing seems to work. She was even diagnosed as having a yeast infection but the medicine for that did little, if anything, to heal her poor bum. It gets so bad at times that it is just raw and itchy. It seems like maybe her poop is toxic and eating away at her skin. So we went gluten free for 3 days, dairy free for 3 days, and juice free for 3 days. The only thing that made a difference was the juice, which was making her stool runny. It didn't seem to remove the toxicity though. So my dietician Aunt suggested getting rid of formula all together because of the added probiotics that could be causing her digestive problems. We have been on straight milk for a couple days now but I am seeing no improvements. Now before you get riled up, she hasn't had a raw bum for months, it seems to be under control for awhile and then flares up again. I guess we will keep trying different scenarios till we find some answers.

Darcy has not taken to potty training like I hoped she would. She is content to pee her pants and then tell us about it afterwards. She still hasn't done #2 in the toilet, just her pants. Have I mentioned I loathe potty training? I finally broke down and bought a Lightning McQueen activity bike thingy that is sitting on our kitchen cupboard, right where she can see it, as a bribe to hopefully get this business moving. She doesn't care. She thinks it looks like fun but isn't working towards really getting it. This is really trying my patience!

My sweet Mason, around Christmas time I think, started using the bathroom CONSTANTLY. And by constantly I mean sometimes 10 times in an hour. I thought at first it was a phase but he has been doing this for weeks now. I was talking to a couple people in the know at Bree's birthday party and they said the first sign of Type 1 Diabetes is constantly going to the bathroom. I knew this, though I chose to not even consider the possibility till this last weekend. And then it was all consuming and I barely got through Bree's party, waiting till I could get Mason to a doctor. As we were waiting for the reader to process his blood sugar number by stomach was in my throat. I have seen the struggles, and also the normalcy that has come into my niece's, and her family's, life since she was diagnosed with diabetes 3 days after Mason was born. I was sure I couldn't be that strong, and I knew with Mason's fear of needles and love of sweet stuff he couldn't handle this disease. Thankfully his number was in the normal range. I wanted to cry right then! Luckily he didn't have an infection either so right now we don't know what is causing this. Today he went in to have blood drawn and I made Paul take him. I knew that once they had the needle out Mason would freak and I wouldn't be able to hold him down. Paul said he had him in a bear hug, another person held his legs, and another held his arms as they drew the blood. Just thinking about it makes me cry. My poor baby. I have been so blessed that I haven't had to watch one of my children suffer with a life-altering illness. I have much respect for those kids, and parents, who have to deal with it every day. Hopefully we can get some answers for Mason's problem and we can get it taken care of. Thanks for everyone's good thoughts and prayers for him!

Now my health update isn't necessarily buns related, though they do get itchy sometimes! I went to an endocrinologist before Thanksgiving and she seems to fianlly have me on the right dosage of medication for my hypothyroidism. She also told me that 2/3 of those with hypothyroidism suffer from hives like I do. They aren't related in the sense that if my thyroid is under control the itchies will be too. But they are autoimmune diseases that seem to go hand in hand. So for the rest of my life I can look forward to bouts of hives and intense itching for no reason what-so-ever. I just get to treat it as it shows up. But at least all of this is treatable and at the moment I am itch free and not even a bit light headed so I will be thankful for the temporary respite!

Its Potty Time!

New Year's Day Darcy ripped off her diaper and went streaking through the living room shouting "Potty!" That was all the cue we needed to finally start potty training. I had been planning on starting after the new year, but not necessarily ON the new year. She has been showing signs of readiness for a few months but I was not ready to go down that road till she forced my hand. Potty training has to be one of the most difficult parts of parenting for me at this stage in my life. We put some little girl panties on her cute little buns, giggled at how cute her buns looked in panties, and then proceeded to clean up 6 accidents. That evening she actually peed twice on the toilet so I will call that a success. The best part of potty training, well, who am I kidding, the ONLY good part about potty training is her look of pure joy and accomplishment when she actually does pee in the potty. And the giggles and clapping. That makes it all worth it. So far she hasn't needed a bribe, but I'm sure she will come away with something cool after we decide she is totally potty trained. Day 2 brought more success and also Pull-ups. I am not a huge fan as they are just like diapers to me, but I already did a few extra loads of laundry to wash her little underpants and I had had enough. Yesterday morning, day 3, she was in hysterics and I was at my limit and I yelled at her: "Just pee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" My wise 4 year old sauntered into the bathtroom and casually said: "You know mom, it probably works better if you don't yell at her." Thanks, Mase, I'll take that into consideration. She finally did #2 . . . in her Pull-up. I knew it was coming and was keeping an eye on her but she got away from me for 2 seconds and the deed was done. That looks like it will be the hard part, getting that in the toilet. Today is day 4 and she is doing pretty well. She gives me a little look and we both dash off to the nearest potty. So far only 1 accident, but its only noon. At least she isn't screaming at me like yesterday. Maybe we have turned the corner? I forgot just how emotionally draining this is on both the trainer and the trainee. We will get through it though. I can't wait to have only one set of buns left to diaper!

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas 2010! This year was Bree's first Christmas and Santa remembered! Good thing he did cuz mommy totally forgot till after Thanksgiving and her stocking wasn't made yet. Thankfully Aunt Stacy was able to whip one out in time. I believe Bree had a great time. She is almost 11 months old so she was a bit more aware of what was going on than her siblings were on their first Christmas. A couple of days before Christmas Paul gave me an early gift. A new camera! Its a Sony a33 for anyone who knows anything about cameras. Supposedly it can make even me look like a good photographer. Well, maybe after I get used to it and figure it out a little better. The pictures we took at Christmas with it aren't the best ever but we can see faces so I guess that is good enough. Christmas Eve we acted out the Nativity scene with the Little People set while Paul read the story out of the scriptures. Bree liked the donkey the best. By 8 o'clock the kids were begging to go to bed. They had been bouncing off the walls all day and I was more than ready to get rid of them! Even Bree could feel the electricity in the air and was a bit more out of control than usual. By 9am I was through, I don't know how we survived the day.

We woke up to presents overflowing beyond the tree. The kids must have been good this year? Mason was up at 5:45, waking everyone else up but mean old daddy made them stay upstairs till 6. Its a wonder they didn't all pee their pants in the 15 minutes of anticipation! Bree was less than thrilled to be awake at such an early hour, instead of her usual 8:30 wake-up. She fell asleep in her high chair while eating breakfast, poor baby.

Mason scored with a robot from Santa. He's pretty fun, though I'm not sure I appreciate his sarcastic comments and voice on top of everyone else who lives in the house.

Bree got stacking blocks from Santa. What the heck is Santa supposed to bring the 4th kid? We already have everything!

Darcy ended up with 2 pillow pets and a little dog house full of stuffed puppies. We have been overrun with stuffed animals! Darce got a Sit n' Spin from Santa and I am happy to report no one has thrown up yet because of it!

Drew got a hippo pillow pet (surprise, surprise!) and a big Lego set which has kept her occupied for hours already. She and Mason have become best buddies while putting it all together. Had I known that was all it would take to encourage them to get along I would have invested in them a loooooong time ago. We also got the new Kinect for our Xbox and the kids have had fun jumping all over the house playing it.

After we opened our gifts we high-tailed it to my parent's house where we met up with all but one of my siblings and their families. I just accidentally deleted a picture of it! We had dinner and opened more gifts and played with the 16 cousins all there. We stayed in our trailer in my parent's back yard, where I got absolutely no sleep but that was to be expected. On the 26th we woke up and drove 2 hours north to spend the day with Paul's side of the family at his sister's house.

This is Carmen's beautiful tree with a bunch of us just relaxing while a bunch of others were in the kitchen making us dinner! Thanks guys!

The kids enjoyed their spaghetti with the special sauce Aunt Carmen made for them without the meat and peppers and anything else other than tomatoes in it. Thanks Aunt Carmen, you really shouldn't have ;) After dinner we opened still more gifts and then headed home so Paul could get to work Monday morning. He had the entire week off leading up to Christmas and we miss him hanging out with us now!

Today is now the 28th of December and my decorations are still up. Usually I have them down as soon as I walk in the door from wherever we had been for Christmas. I don't know if that means I am mellowing and losing some of my scrooginess in my old age, or if I am just being lazy. I figure it will get done eventually. Bree has been pretty good about staying out of the tree so I am in no rush. I hope everyone else had as good a Christmas as we did, full of family food and presents!

Happy Thanksgiving!

My baby is 10 month old! I don't know where the time went. She is pulling up to standing and even letting go for a few seconds at a time. She sprouted 4 teeth within a week of each other and now she has a gorgeous toothy grin! She is such a sweetheart and she likes to give me juicy, long, kisses. Oh how I love my Breezy!

I loaded the pictures backwards so we will start with the Christmas tree. I was thinking we would wait till Saturday the 4th to get the tree, since I didn't know how Bree would react to it and I didn't want to spend an extra week trying to keep her out of it, but we realized that the Civil War football game is on the 4th at 12:30 and there is no way we would miss it just to get a tree, so we cut one down on our way home from our Thanksgiving vacation. Bree has torn a couple bows off of presants and likes to touch the lights but damage has been surprisingly minimal.

Although it was extremely tough, I mostly let the kids hang up the ornaments. I usually take the lead but I let them this year. It turned out nice and there weren't even any clumps of ornaments anywhere. (which I would have corrected after they went to bed if there were any!)

Our first snow of the season happened before Thanksgiving. Unheard of around here! There was enough to throw at siblings and freeze little fingers, but not for much else. Hopefully we will get a good snow event this year, but please nothing like 2008!

Drew is my little angel ;)

Bree and Grandma were visiting over Thanksgiving break. She is still OK visiting with "strangers." We'll see how long that will last.

Miss Breezy ate Thanksgiving dinner on my lap and at one point she had stolen my spoon and was downing the mashed potatoes all on her own. I forget that she is able to do lots of things for herself now. I think I might be trying too hard to keep her a baby as long as I can.

This is a motley crew! We were originally sceduled to eat dinner with Paul's family but plans were changed and we ended up at my parents' house with a million cousins. This is the "medium" aged table. There are a few older cousins and a few younger now.

Darcy had a great feast, when she decided to pull her hands off her face and join the party. She was in the throes of stranger anxiety full force. Crazy girl.

On a beautiful fall day we raked and played in the leaves. Let me correct that. I raked, and they played. Darcy's hair matched the beautiful colors of the leaves.

So now we are looking forward to the Beavers beating the Ducks in the Civil War game and ruining their chances of a National Championship. I mean we are looking forward to CHRISTMAS! The shopping is done, most of the gifts are wrapped, and now we can start making lots of tasty treats!

Happy Halloween!

I can hardly believe my baby is 9 months old. And cute as a button I might add. I think its those elf ears of hers that just make her so darn cute. Her first tooth finally broke through a few days ago and she has been pulling herself up to stand for a couple weeks now. No cruising yet, but she is letting go of things and trying to stand on her own so I am thinking she will probably be walking well before she turns 1. She is still my smallest little sweetheart, only in the 25th percentile for both height and weight. It will be fun to see such a little body walking. Christmas will be interesting this year with her being as mobile as she is. We will probably get the tree later than usual and who knows, maybe it will have to be a tiny one sitting on a table top. If that is the case then her siblings will not be happy with Miss Breezy.

OK, here is the annual cookie decorating picture. Darcy actually frosted some this year and Bree was eating all the broken ones. I believe a good time was had by all!

Here is the "before" picture of our own little pumpkin patch. I think my Dad might have been on to something when I was growing up and we only had 1 pumpkin that he carved. When we each have our own, and the smaller ones insist on carving their own, it makes for a lengthy, and messy project.

Drew carved a pirate pumkin and it turned out well. Mason was obsessed with cleaning out the entire pumpkin before he could carve. Every little sting had to come out, which isn't easy to do. But he did it and then had a nice looking ghost till he got a little too enthusiastic and starting cutting bigger and bigger holes in it till it didn't resemble much of anything by the time he was done. It was his first time carving though and he did a great job and had fun, which is why we do this, right?

Darcy LOVED the guts! I carved a quick face in her pumpkin and then she played in the slime for an hour while the rest of us carved ours.



The finished products! Pretty spooky!

This year we had Nemo, the Transformer Bumblebee, a jelly fish, and a chili pepper. All 4 of the kids have worn the chili pepper costume. I love it! Bree was pretty squished into it but she never complained. I was happy to see Drew used the jelly fish again this year. We made it last year so it got a lot of use.

Bree was content to chill out in the stroller as the big kids went trick-or-treating.

Darcy was surprisingly aggressive. She marched right up to the doors with Drew and Mason and wouldn't leave till she got her candy too. I loved my little Nemo with the matching orange curls poking out! Too cute!

Drew, Mason, and I stayed out for an hour and a half knocking on doors. I love Halloween so it was fun for me to have bigger kids who were willing to trudge up and down the neighborhood hills with me. Heck, they got a ton of candy out of it so they weren't complaining.

Mason and Darcy have had their mouths full of candy since Halloween but Drew still has quite a bit left. She reminds me of my sister, Candace, who used to still have candy left at Easter. Man that drove me crazy.

We had a lot of fun this Halloween and are hoping Thanksgiving and Christmas are just as exciting! Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!