Sunday, April 6, 2014

April 5, 2014

The last week in March, these two kids came to visit for Spring Break.  Their parents came with them, and we had almost an entire week with them.

The first night here (Tuesday), Wyatt and Rosie were downstairs playing.  The next thing we knew was that Wyatt had lost one of his front teeth (already loose).  He was crying and said that Rosie did it!  When all was said and done, we still didn't know how Rosie had knocked his tooth out, but out it was!

And by the end of the next day, the other front tooth was out also.  Poor Wyatt looked like Snagglepuss!.

Cordelia was her usual sunny self in the mornings

Grandpa got Rina out and took the kids for a ride.  We are leading kids on her right now because she is new to us, and we don't have a fenced in place to ride in (all my round pen panels are still over at the 80 from the dog trials last year).

On Saturday, since Ed and Rachel were in Denver, we took Cordelia and Wyatt to the zoo.  Probably not a good idea in hindsight (which I will explain later), but we had fun.  Even if it was cold when we got there!

This is Wyatt hanging over the fence to the lion enclosure.  It's all new, and this is above the enclosure.  You can see the lions from down below also.  This is one of the new exhibits from last year.  And don't worry, I didn't let him climb any higher!

Wyatt in the airplane by the rhinocerous exhibit.  He got in the pilot's seat and wasn't letting anyone else have a turn, he was so busy flying!

Here's a shot of Cordelia.  Looks like she was having fun!

Then, over by the wallabys, we went through a brand new exhibit.  It was a reptile exhibit, where there used to be birds.  I shot the next two pictures thru the cage.

This was one of the last things we did.  Wyatt gravitated to the four wheeler just like any little boy would.  It's a display, and it is chained in place so the kids can climb on.

Now, the retrospective:

I had noticed that I was out of breath climbing the stairs, so I dug out my oximeter to see if I could tell why.
I discovered that my O2 level was in the low 80's, but if I stopped, I recovered pretty quickly.  Except my pulse rate was elevated.  I finally said something to Clyde on Sunday, and on Monday I called the doctor with my symptoms.  He wasn't in, they said maybe I should go to urgent care.  So we trucked off to the Urgent Care place  (the only one in town that we will go to).  We got there about 11:30, and didn't leave until 6pm.

The doctor couldn't find anything wrong, except that a quick walk around the office caused my O2 lever to drop into the low 80's.  Not good.  She even called the pulmonologist to see if he had any ideas.  She sent me home on O2, placed an order for an echocardiogram, and told me to see my primary card doctor asap.
She pulled blood (about 7 vials total, all came back normal), did a chest xray and finally resorted to a cat scan.  Nada.

Next day, at my doctor's, he said it was time for the pulmonologist, and we made an appointment for Thursday.  All of the doctors said that I should stay off the treadmill, even with O2, until they knew what was going on.

So, we still don't know, the pulmonologist spent an hour with us, sent us home with a bunch of information, and is waiting for the heart ultrasound before progressing to more tests, and a sleep study to see how I was breathing.  So we're not done with this one yet....

Thursday, March 27, 2014

March 28, 2014 Throwback Thursday

A few weeks ago some of my facebook friends were commenting on how short their moms used to cut their bangs.  I can really remember those days.  On the good days, I looked like this:

On the bad days, they stuck straight up on the side that I slept on, and no amount of water or combing would make them lay down.


Sunday, February 16, 2014

February 16, 2014 Oops, it's not January

So, I'm a month late on the last post....and I don't know how to edit it to make it correct.

The party was February 8th.

February 16, 2014 Belated birthday pictures

The birthday party was last week.

The guest of honor was little Luna, who is now four years old.  But she still gets cake and especially frosting all over her face.

I couldn't resist this picture of her older brother Demetrick.  He will be six in a couple of days.  He's just at that age where teeth are optional,

And, of course, we are now done with our second doll bed, customized for Luna.  What you can't see is that I put glitter on the paint to make it more like sky.  And the pink striped material and the edge of the quilt that your can't see have sparkles in them.

And Molly has decided that she wants her doll bed to be light blue.  So, I now know that we have two more to make this year.  Stay tuned.....

Monday, January 27, 2014

January 27, 2014

Dinner.  Tonight we had spaghetti and homemade sauce.  I make pretty good sauce, and I make a bunch and freeze it.  The noodles, however, have always been store bought.  And they can be undercooked (usually) or overcooked (not so often, I'm usually in a hurry to eat).

So tonight we had homemade noodles.  (Thank you James and Solitare for Clyde's Christmas present.)

I took one look at what he was doing, and thought "this is a mess....Store bought have to be easier".

But then, he cooked them, AND cleaned up the mess.  So pretty good!


Now, I suppose he's going to make lasagna noodles, and I'll have to make more sauce since that was the last container.

Sunday, January 26, 2014

January 26, 2014

OK, next grandchild.

No more grumbling about school discipline.  Maybe someday I will write about my thoughts about homeschooling.  Thank goodness I don't have any kids still in school!

So Friday night, I took Gabe home and picked up Miss Molly.  She wanted to come out.  I thought there would still be snow on the skate park, so we didn't bring the skateboard.  That was a big fail, there's no snow on the skatepark.!

Instead, we fed the ducks.  And there were a lot of ducks.  Molly had to wade thru them and drop the cracked corn in little piles.  The ducks were pretty aggressive about the food!.

As you can see, they came right up to her.  The big one in this picture tried to take the bag away from her.

After the ducks, and hot chocolate we went home and painted.  Then on the way to taking Molly home, we stopped at Wendy's for lunch.

Grandpa brought his Kindle.  I have to say that since he got that thing, he isn't very good company.  He's always reading now.  But it sure is a lot quieter around the house too.

Miss Molly.  Her shirt says "if mom says no, ask dad".  That's pretty much how it goes at that house.  Molly has had her dad wrapped around her little finger since she was a day old!

And me.  Molly took the picture.

Friday, January 24, 2014

January 24, 2014

Babysitting, schooling, teaching...

Yesterday and today, I have Gabe.  He's not in school, because he's suspended.  He is not being rewarded with time with Grandpa and Grandma because he has school work to do.  Only, the teachers that were supposed to email the assignments to Bekka took them to the office instead.  So she had to go and pick them up yesterday afternoon, while we floundered around with the History day project.

Just trying to understand the project, and getting information from the kid who was obviously not paying attention (or maybe we weren't asking the right questions in a form that he could understand) was a reach.

Well, digging thru his binder, and with the information that Bekka got from his teacher and typed into email for me, we are off and running.  We have a stack of pages from the web on the topic that are printed out so he can read them and take notes  (another foreign concept that I had to explain to him).

We are on our fourth 45-minute session today of note taking.  We set the timer, he reads and takes notes, and when the timer goes off we get a break.  Breaks consist of being a boy and going outside and playing fetch with Rosie.

If I had to compare Gabe's personality to a dog breed, I would have to say that he is a Lab like Rosie.  He is intelligent, but sit still and concentrate isn't built into his personality.  This kid will be sitting quietly, and all of a sudden he's making noises, shifting around, getting up, perusing the refrigerator with the doors open, looking for a snack.

Like Rosie, he can sit for a treat, but his attention span is limited.

I've already raised one kid like this, and he was 13 before he could sit all day in class.  Gabe has a couple of years to go yet.

And I don't understand why the school system thinks that suspending kids is going to help them make better choices.  Sometimes the suspension is just a reward to the kid for misbehaving.  Just ask Molly who thinks it's unfair that Gabe is spending Thursday and Friday with me.