The happiest place on earth

I feel like I slept with a hanger in my mouth last night. (One of my favorite lines from Friends.) I woke up this morning and couldn't stop smiling. Why? Because I was going to Disneyland! The kids and I went there this morning and had a great time. We went on rides that we didn't get last time and Bug loved it more than I thought she would. She loved the tea-cups, and Dumbo and they both loved It's a small world.

They got to see Mickey, Goofy, Tigger and Eeyore. She tried to bite Mickeys nose. Bear was so shy around them it was funny.

He added a couple more cars to his "Cars" collection and a Big ol' bucket of Soldiers. He carried that around with him and showed it to anyone who would listen. You can see it was in the pictures with him too. I thought it would be a nice "manly" toy for him to play with. Until I looked at him in the rear view mirror and saw that he was kissing two of them together...

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Then on the way home he asked for a Starbucks. I told him that he was a very lucky boy today and he should be happy for the good time he had. He asked again for Starbucks and I told him he should count his blessings and be thankful for what he had. He asked me what blessings were. I told him they were gifts from God. A few moments passed and he yelled from the back seat, "three!"

I asked him what 3 was, and he said, "My new Dinoco helicopter, my new Tom, and her!" Pointing over at his sister. Make my heart melt.

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You are such a funny little girl. You love to laugh but only as long as you are in the safety of those that love you. You are very wary around new people. You met the Dr last week and I swear you him one long look from head to toe with one eye brow raised. That is just how you are with new people. You have to take it all in before you will let down that wall.

Contemplative. That is the best word to describe you. You like to sit back and watch the situation unfold. Take it all in.

You love your brother. You two seem to have this secret language that only you two understand. You sit and "talk" to each other and laugh and squeal.

This stomach bug you had really took a toll on you. You went from almost 18 lbs(75%) at 6 months to just over 16 lbs(15%) today. If you had stayed on your growth curve you would of been over 20 lbs today. The Dr was not worried though. You are still growing in height and your head. You are 28.5 in tall. So we just might not to be able to turn you around at one year. Sounds like you are going to be tall and skinny.

You love food. You eat what we do for the most part now with fillers of jarred food and breast milk in between. You love pancakes and eggs.

You love to smile and babble all day long. And you have this wierd fasination with Bears cars. You love to sit there and drive them back and forth and growl. No doubt that you have learned that from your brother.

You love to clap and play peek-a-boo and you love to wave at people in the store. Now you have that face of stone on while you are doing it though.

You have been crawling for a couple weeks now and are very proficient at it. You have been pulling up to your knees on things for about a month, but the last few days you have actually started to get your feet under you. It is only a matter of time before you are furniture cruising.

You are such a sweet baby that loves to cuddle. You love to play with my hair while you are nursing and if mine is pulled back you like to reach up to your own head, get a handful and twirl it.

I love you little girl. I love watching you change and grow every day. I love watching you learn new things and that look of pride on your face when you figure something out. You are quick to let me know when you are upset, you have quite a little temper on you but you more than make up for it with your toothy smiles and your waves from across the room and then eventually following me around the room and being underfoot every time I turn around. I love it.

He's back....

With all of the tummy bug stuff last week and the week before, he had no appetite. But the last few days he has made up for not eating for a week and a half.
This morning for breakfast he had:
3 eggs, 2 string cheeses, 2 bananas, a glass of rice milk, 2 bowls of cheerios, 2 bowls of applesauce.
And that was only in 30 minutes. He has already asked me for his morning snack.
I think he is on a growth spurt too though. The last 3 nights he has woken up screaming that his legs were hurting. 3 and 4 times a night. So I have started rubbing and stretching his legs before bed. It seems to help a little.

He makes me laugh

I introduced Bear to lunchables the other day. I hated doing it, it is not far from eating fast food, but it was a meal he could eat in the car. I showed him the different kinds and even let him choose between ham and turkey. He chose his "wunchable" and we started walking down the aisle. I turned around to ask him to hurry up. Before I got a word out I caught the tail end of a conversation I wish that I had caught the beginning of.
He was holding his lunchable like it was gold and had his face about 3 inches from it.
"Now don't you worry cookies. We are going to be in the car in a minute and I am going to eat you up! Meat, cheese and crackers, I will eat you too. But I would like to eat the cookies first."

Then later in the car, he was showing me trucks that looked like Mack, the semi from Cars. After a while of not hearing anything from the back seat, I saw a truck that was red.
"Hey look! There is Mack!"
The very witty response from the backseat:
"That's no Mack! That's a Peterbuilt!"
I just about died laughing. Now if you have not seen the movie Cars, you won't get it. But if you have a kid under the age of 12, you probably know what I am talking about.

And the potty training thing is going awesome! He has not had an accident in a few days. Going through the night and through naptime dry. I am so glad that I waited. He just took right to it and is having no problems.

Jungle Playland

Yes it was that scary. You go like 60 miles per hour on that slide:

Aunt K demonstrating the zipline for Bear:

A day at the park.

This was before the stomach bug hit us

Ok, I was horribly wrong about round one being over.

I spoke too soon, I jinxed myself. Thursday I was praying all day for Noah to go potty. The last wet diaper I remember was on Wed. Friday morning we woke up and I took him to the Urgent Care clinic. I told them what was going on and they said to go straight to the ER. They were going to have to give him an IV and catheterize him. (is that even a word?)
My heart sunk. I felt sick. I would of done anything to stop him from going through that. With this feeling of dread, I drove him across town to the ER. They checked them both in. Gave them both little gowns to wear. I had knots in my stomach. The Dr finally came in and told me what I knew was coming. An IV. But we would wait on the catheter. Thankfully my mom was with me and held Bug so that I could give him my full attention while they gave him the IV. They were good at it though, they wrapped him up in his blanket so that he could not get his other arm free. And we stuck the TV right in his face to try and distract him. He took it like a champ and only cried while they took blood and got it situatued in his arm. He was so dehydrated that he took a bag and a half of fluid before he peed. He laid there for over 4 hours. Everytime I asked him if he had to pee, he told me he wasn't ready yet. The Dr came in and said that we were going to have to catheretize. We got up and took a couple laps around the ER and even tried sticking his hand in warm water. He finally peed. After I made the "psssssss" sound I normally make when he pottys on the toilet. I was so happy I almost cried.
He is doing a lot better. He hasn't gotten sick since yesterday. He actually ate breakfast today. And asked if he could go potty on the toilet. YAY!
She is on the road to recovery too. Only a few incidents today.
And inspite of all of this, she has learned to crawl finally over the last couple days. She had the hands down. She could crawl with her hands, but she would crawl out until she was laying flat. Couldn't figure out how to move her legs. She would get up on her hands and feet and try crawling that way. Which is really funny. But she has finally figured out how important those knees are. Now I am not saying she is fast by any means. Each-and-every-movement-is-very-methodical-and-thought-out. With a very serious look on her face the entire time. Very much the opposite of her carefree big brother.
And last night for the first time in six days, I was not awoken by the sounds of wretching or a diaper being filled. Hallelujah!