August 30, 2010

Day one

Lots of running around trying to make sure every kid knew how they were getting home. (our school has 1250 kids) I managed to forget my keys, so tomorrow's goal is to bring both my pump parts AND my keys -we'll see what else I can manage to forget.


August 29, 2010

State Fair 2010

We headed out bright and early and got to my friend Patti's house about 8:30 so we could park nice and close and free. We borrowed Nana & Grandpa's wagon and tricked it out with a bungee cord for Felix's car seat and a homemade canopy featuring parts from an old hamper, clothespins, and a bunch of zip ties.

One of our first stops was the photobooth. I knew the clock was ticking on behavior, and didn't want to miss this tradition. It is hard to tell, but in the last frame Felix has ahold of Relia's hair.


Holy cow! That is four years of going to the Fair with a kid!
While we waited for our photo to print, FP decided to teach Relia to play Skee Ball.

the 2010 Junk Sculpture

The Miracle of Birth Building was Packed at 9:30.

Grandpa & Felix waited outside the barn.

Riding the Giant Slide again

Off to the Sky Ride with Nana & Grandpa

Mmmmm. Hotdish on a stick



Relia trying to kiss Fp's nose all better so he could smell the cinnamon almonds


While FP and I took a ride on the Sky Glider, Nana & Grandpa took Relia and Felix for some rides at the Kid-way.

Well, Felix just got to ride in the wagon, but he held on tight.

I felt so much better after we got Relia an ID bracelet free from the information booth. Inside the paper is our phone numbers and any medical info we choose to write. LOVE whoever came up with this idea

By 12:30 Relia was over stimulated and we knew we were done. Oddly enough, she had rejected all the wonderful Fair food we'd offered her. But not five minutes after we were on our way home, she demanded to eat lunch at the fair. Poor kid. Then, when I was putting her down for her nap, she told me we could go back to the fair after she napped. I almost did take her back, but she didn't wake up until 5:00.


Doctor appointments all around

Relia & Felix both had check ups yesterday morning.

Relia is in the 50th percentile across the board. Her hearing and vision screenings were great. She even impressed the nurse with her ability to identify the letters on the vision chart. Now we just have to get her to the dentist. That will probably have to wait until after open enrollment at work.

Miss Relia adores her dress from Aunt Rachel & Uncle Hans.



Felix weighed in at 16 lbs, 11 ounces. They said he's 26 inches, but when I stood him up next to the doorframe height chart at home, he was clearly 24 inches. I don't know why they insist on trying to stretch them out while laying down. They always pull the baby away from the end of the measuring tape. Mark my words. At the next appointment they will wonder why he has shrunk. So my giant baby is firmly in the 90th percentile. The doctor thought she heard a small murmur in his heart, but said it is probably and "innocent murmur" and we'll just keep an eye on it. She said we could start cereal, but since he is doing so well at eating and sleeping, I'm not in any hurry to tackle that hassle and expense.

Since this is gonna be a busy week, I got 4 month photos taken care of today:

while I was getting him dressed, he just started giggling.



August 24, 2010

Today was better

The 4 sessions I taught were a little bumpy, but nobody seemed to mind too much. They took place in my High School French room, and my third grade teacher, who I idolized as a kid, was in one of my morning classes. Talk about weird.

When I went to pick Relia up from my Mom's after work, it hit me how little I get to be around her now. I miss her. Not in the moment, while I'm working, but when we come back together, I realize it.

I need to cut myself a little slack. This is a new routine for us and will take some getting used to.


August 23, 2010

Struggling.

Everything inside of me collapsed this afternoon after my first official day back at work. I've never felt this wiped by the first day. Chills, and a headache I can't seem to shake. Plus sadness and insecurity.

I guess I'm feeling overwhelmed by responsibility. Even though I got lots of specific "we really missed having you here"'s today, I left feeling not at all up to the task. But tomorrow is a new day.

A new day where I am leading a District wide Staff Development session. I feel REALLY unprepared for that.
But it will be fine.
I'll figure it out.


August 22, 2010

Relia's Brirthday

is technically tomorrow, but we acted like it was today. This is the first time her real B-day didn't fall on a weekend, so we've always celebrated on her actual day. For some reason this was difficult for me. Do we tell her? (why would you?) Does it matter? (of course, not, silly, she can't tell time) We decided that there was no reason for us to deal with her anticipating for days & days, so she knew her birthday was coming, but didn't know when. We didn't tell her until about 2 hours before her party.

She had a good morning, took a super nap, and when she woke up, there were pink streamers in the dining room, and a wonderful balloon. When she saw it, she told FP "I think it's my birthday". People came, we had tacos, and cake. It was truly wonderful to have so much of our family come to celebrate. We hardly ever have other little kids at our house, and it was fun to have Marshall there.


Aunt Heidi, Marshall making friends with Ozzie

The ladderball championship tournament

Grandma D playing with the giraffe tunnel, Felix & Heidi

Relia got so many amazing gifts. FP remarked that he'd never been to such a girly birthday party. I don't think I have either. She is 100% girl.



The one thing she asked for: a pink umbrella from Grandma D!

Felix with Pat & Liz

Our little Elton

Pink angelfood cake with strawberries & whipped cream made by the fabulous Nana.


Lots of time was spent outside on the swingset

Pat catching me with my camera aimed squarely at her

Grampa rocked Felix much of the evening.

Marshall loved to mow. Where was he when I was working on the yard this morning?

This series of my mom makes me smile


The three year old!