Jason and I woke up this morning with a funny realization. I asked him, "When was the last time we woke up with Lincoln, Benny, & Papi in the bed, and it was 10:10am, and there was snow on the ground, and it was three days till April?"
Never was the unanimous answer.
In fact, the only thing normal about that whole picture was Benny and Papi being in the bed. Let me explain the rest: yesterday little Lincoln got pretty sick. He had diarrhea a total of 8 times throughout the course of the day and couldn't keep any of his formula down. He also ran fever the latter part of the day/night, and was super lethargic, sleeping about 90% of the day in his little swing in the living room with us. We got some pedialyte for fear that he was getting dehydrated and he was too sick to even drink it, so we had to syringe feed it to him throughout the day/night. He slept in his swing in our room so we could monitor him, and at about 5:30 this morning, he woke up grunting like he didn't feel good. I pulled him in bed by me gave him some more pedialyte, which by the way - he sucked down this time! After that, the next thing I remember, we were all waking up to snow at 10:10!! Lincoln has never slept that late!
Today he is much better - he's crying again (which is good...he didn't even have the energy to do that yesterday) and he's drinking tons of his pedialyte and taking lots of naps. We'll try formula again later tonight.
Weird day.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Rice Cereal
"Mr. Tough Guy...what do you think about trying your first taste of real food (does rice cereal actually count as real food)...?"

"Okay - I'll take that as you being crazy excited for your rice cereal...are you sure you're ready to try it??????"

"Alright, here it comes..."

"What'd ya think? Everything you expected??"

Tonight we had some friends over for dinner. They brought their 18 month old little girl (Lincoln LOVES the ladies!) who just got a kick out handing every toy Lincoln owns to him to play with. She was great and sure knew how to keep the little man's attention...so much that after they left, I was holding the little batman, and within five minutes, he was zonked out in my arms - by the way, there's few things I hold more precious in this world than holding my sweet baby in my arms, where he feels comfortable and safe enough enough to drift off to sleep - priceless.

And then I shortly followed...

"Okay - I'll take that as you being crazy excited for your rice cereal...are you sure you're ready to try it??????"

"Alright, here it comes..."

"What'd ya think? Everything you expected??"

Tonight we had some friends over for dinner. They brought their 18 month old little girl (Lincoln LOVES the ladies!) who just got a kick out handing every toy Lincoln owns to him to play with. She was great and sure knew how to keep the little man's attention...so much that after they left, I was holding the little batman, and within five minutes, he was zonked out in my arms - by the way, there's few things I hold more precious in this world than holding my sweet baby in my arms, where he feels comfortable and safe enough enough to drift off to sleep - priceless.

And then I shortly followed...
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Rainy Day
You'd think on a rainy day, all I'd wanna do is sleep in, hold my little bundle, and stay in my pajamas watching America's Next Top Model marathons (yes, I'm a confessed addict)...but no. What am I doing today? I got the strongest urge at 7:30am - AM as in imustbegoingcrazy or have really turned into, dare I say it, my mother (she really is great - not mockery here) - to CLEAN. DEEP clean.
Jason's in Conway doing basketball stuff today, so I took Lincoln to his day care for the morning/afternoon and I am now resting my Cinderella bones after the first cleaning shift (yes, I have to divide into shifts or I'll go insane), before tackling the next one. This might be the Monica in me, but I truly find joy in the look, the feel, and the sheer smell of clean. Ahhh...adds a sprinkle of calmness in the midst of all the insanity going on around here these days.
Speaking of insanity, remember our darling Papi? The one who got stuck in the abandoned pool for a week straight yet lived to tell (or bark and lick) about it? The same one who then, last month, broke his tail? Well, he's been limping the past few days so I took him to the vet yesterday and guess what? The little rescue dog has a DISLOCATED KNEE...? What??? How does that happen? So I asked the doc (are they considered doc's?) how long it will take to get better and what can we do about it...she said nothing except surgery. Okay. How much might that be? $3,000.00. Excuse me, what? So basically, she told me in that office that unless we have the surgery for the unthinkable $3000.00 (and he would have to go to Tulsa to get it), our little athletic, full of life Papi will limp for the rest of his life! I know I'm pathetic, but I cried. And he doesn't limp that bad all the time...he doesn't seem to be in pain either. The doc said to keep him off his feet for three weeks (day one: already impossible), and see if it doesn't seem to get better. She said there's a chance something's just torn, but she's pretty sure his knee is dislocated. So we'll give it a few weeks and then we've decided we're going for a second opinion. So if any of you know any really good vets, let me know! Or if any of you have three grand lying around and just don't know what in the heck to do with it, well, I can give you an idea. :)
And then, as always, here's my baby...we tried to get a video of him laughing yesterday (he got ticked and just laughed at EVERYTHING for about 20 minutes straight!) but I couldn't find my stupid camera. Maybe we'll get it today.
Jason's in Conway doing basketball stuff today, so I took Lincoln to his day care for the morning/afternoon and I am now resting my Cinderella bones after the first cleaning shift (yes, I have to divide into shifts or I'll go insane), before tackling the next one. This might be the Monica in me, but I truly find joy in the look, the feel, and the sheer smell of clean. Ahhh...adds a sprinkle of calmness in the midst of all the insanity going on around here these days.
Speaking of insanity, remember our darling Papi? The one who got stuck in the abandoned pool for a week straight yet lived to tell (or bark and lick) about it? The same one who then, last month, broke his tail? Well, he's been limping the past few days so I took him to the vet yesterday and guess what? The little rescue dog has a DISLOCATED KNEE...? What??? How does that happen? So I asked the doc (are they considered doc's?) how long it will take to get better and what can we do about it...she said nothing except surgery. Okay. How much might that be? $3,000.00. Excuse me, what? So basically, she told me in that office that unless we have the surgery for the unthinkable $3000.00 (and he would have to go to Tulsa to get it), our little athletic, full of life Papi will limp for the rest of his life! I know I'm pathetic, but I cried. And he doesn't limp that bad all the time...he doesn't seem to be in pain either. The doc said to keep him off his feet for three weeks (day one: already impossible), and see if it doesn't seem to get better. She said there's a chance something's just torn, but she's pretty sure his knee is dislocated. So we'll give it a few weeks and then we've decided we're going for a second opinion. So if any of you know any really good vets, let me know! Or if any of you have three grand lying around and just don't know what in the heck to do with it, well, I can give you an idea. :)
And then, as always, here's my baby...we tried to get a video of him laughing yesterday (he got ticked and just laughed at EVERYTHING for about 20 minutes straight!) but I couldn't find my stupid camera. Maybe we'll get it today.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Who Are You?
So I get these weekly reports from this device that tracks hits on the ole' blog...the past couple of weeks, there's been close to 1,000. So I'm super curious as to who of you stop by and visit; I'm always looking for new blogs to read, so if ya stop by, leave a comment and introduce yourself - I'd love to check yours out, too!!! Happy Monday (I am happy cause it's the start of spring break for us). :)
Saturday, March 21, 2009
B-I-O-L-A!!...and Batman
A few days ago Jason and I took little Lincoln on his first Kansas City trip. The NAIA tournament was there and Biola played in the first round so I went to relive some old memories and show some school support (and Nate Rakestraw plays there now - Jason's old player, so it was fun to watch him, too). And what a GREAT day!!! I used to be very good friends with some of Biola's players back in the day, so we spent many a night cheering our hearts out for the Eagles and living and breathing their victories during season. One of them is now an assistant coach - has it really been that many years since I was there??? It was great to feel like I was 18 again, cheering and going crazy, all while screaming "Go Biola!!!!"...haven't screamed that in years. Long overdue...it felt nice. So nice and right in fact, that I began discussing with Jason what it would be like for him to coach the Eagles...or any of the schools in GSAC for that matter (Point Loma and Westmont would be my preferences - ha). Anyway, it's no secret I'm a HUGE (understated) fan of Biola - some say I should be a recruiter for the big BU because I seem to have an early love affair with the school. My alma mater holds a special place in my heart. :)
This picture below is us with the chaplain at Biola, Ron Hafer - he was amazing and actually remembered me after all these years - crazy. Great to see him!!!

And then of course I can't leave you without adorable Lincoln pictures...last night he was playing and giggling to no end, and then, it ended - and this is what the end looked like:

This picture below is us with the chaplain at Biola, Ron Hafer - he was amazing and actually remembered me after all these years - crazy. Great to see him!!!

And then of course I can't leave you without adorable Lincoln pictures...last night he was playing and giggling to no end, and then, it ended - and this is what the end looked like:

How about those batman PJ's?? Aren't they the cutest things ever? We think Lincoln's in the beginning stages of teething...hint the random screaming fits (that thankfully don't last long and end in smiles eventually), the bright red cheeks, constant drooling, and, did I mention, the screeching scream that randomly erupts out of nowhere??? He's bringing on the teeth...I'm bringing on the Tylenol. :)
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
No Doubt I Have the Luck of the Irish
Why you say? Well, lots of reasons...first, this day is my best friend, Cory's birthday, so you can bet we had MANY fabulous St.Patty Day celebrations, and MANY more crazy absurd memories. So naturally, I came to LOVE this day and rank it up there as my second favorite holiday (behind Thanksgiving, of course).


So naturally the party continued (and doubled) when the love of my life proposed to me and then decided to actually follow through with meeting me at the end of the isle (okay - so I was never really worried) 2 years ago from this beautiful day. :) Yes, it's our 2 year anniversary. It's funny cause people remember this was the day we got married, but most people think we're celebrating our 4th or 5th...no people - it's only been 2 years - CRAZY! And I've loved every minute of it. :)
Then last year, my darling and I had just found out we were pregnant with the oh-so-famous Lincoln James and celebrated our marriage and new family at the Melting Pot last year (my favorite).
So what do we do this year? How do we ring in the big T-W-O???
Jason: "So there's this championship game tonight that Donny's caching (friend)...it's a miracle he made it to the finals and a bunch of our friends are going...what do ya think?"
Me: "That's awesome! But - hmmm...could be fun to go, I guess...basketball games are only an hour and a half...it wouldn't be too late or too much time...where is it?"
Jason: "Oklahoma - 2 hours from here."
Me: "Oh."
At this point my interest was WAY dwindling, but I knew he wanted to go and we'd probably get back by 10 since basketball games start at 7:00
Me: "What time does it start?"
Jason: "9:00pm"
Me: "OOOHHHH."
So where's my husband? Yep, at the game. But since my bedtime is when the game starts, Lincoln and I skipped out. And I know you all out there are probably thinking he's the worst husband ever, but let me clarify - i built it up a little dramatic, and we celebrated our anniversary this weekend in Hot Springs. Just thought it would be funny to make you think my husband deserted me on our anniversary (note - that conversation really did happen though).
In serious reflection, though, I'm truly amazed at what a fantastic husband Jason is - I've always thought he is an incredible basketball coach and am sometimes even a little jealous at how good he is at what he does - like the absolute perfect match. But I must say, I have come to realize his talents in the husband category are incomparable. I know we probably have times to come and areas where God will challenge us, but in to years of marriage and a new baby, I still say this marriage thing's a breeze - thanks baby for being the most amazing roommate. :)
And I'll leave you with some little pics of our own St. Patty.



Thursday, March 12, 2009
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