Sunday, November 30, 2014

Prepping for surgery

A couple of weeks ago, Cheese Puff and I accompanied my dad for a foot surgery. We spent a couple of hours in a small curtained off room with a phone and the Disney Channel.
Cheese Puff was so good! He played with the cord a little. He's not used to seeing phone cords.
He didn't use that phone to call the nurse, but did call the nurse on the remote control. He called her right as my grandmother, who is hard of hearing, called me. Fun times. She said she knew we couldn't handle it, but it was the only time he pushed that button, and I thought he was really good!

Tomorrow, we find out if he will need surgery. This sweet little baby has constantly swollen tonsils. Even when he's not sick, they are swollen. When he had strep two weeks ago, they were almost touching. He has issues breathing at night. When he gets in bed with us, it's kind of scary to listen to him. He doesn't have sleep apnea, but those tonsils make deep sleep hard for him. Bob's tonsils are always slightly swollen, and they make him miserable sometimes. So, we're meeting with an Ear, Nose and Throat doctor tomorrow after pre-school. I'm very nervous about it.

Friday, November 28, 2014

Happy Thanksgiving!

I'm a day late! But happy (belated) Thanksgiving and Black Friday shopping day! Bob and I did some shopping yesterday evening, and a little this morning. We were mostly done with Christmas shopping, and now we're more done. Yay!

Anyway, these pictures are not from Thanksgiving. They are from a thing our city does once a year called Week of the Family. It's always fun, sweet events that the boys really enjoy. I wish it was earlier in the year, just because I hate to be cold. The boys had a great time, though.
They all wore their hats! That's not something that happens very often around here. Cheese Puff is stubborn. Sometimes he's anti-bouncy, but he was into this one. For a little while at least.
Cute monster.
Little Elvis won a miniature gun at one of the games. I ended up taking it away. He was poking his eye with it repeatedly, and I knew it would end up scratched.
This picture frustrates me. I know that it would be amazing. I can tell. It would be an amazing shot of Baby Plum's big happy grin. (Shakes fist at bouncy house.)
Here's another cute one of him, though. I love his hat. He's kind of not into it, but he was willing to wear it that day.
Cheese Puff swinging.
And then faking me out on the slide. He attempted 3 times, and climbed down all but the last time. Bob ended up climbing up and going down with him.

They had so much fun!

The boys are starting to play (mostly) well together. They are loving the sunroom. It's our new music center. We plug the ipod in, and they walk in circles around the table. Seriously. They walk in circles to music. If he's by himself, Baby Plum will sit in front of the ipod, and read the titles of each song. But if the other two are out there, then he joins in the little procession.

When they aren't walking around the table in the sunroom, they are starting to rough house more. Little Elvis has taken MSU's success very personally. He wants to play football now, and is trying to understand it. He's watched some games with us, and has TONS of questions. His brothers don't care to watch the games, but they enjoy throwing the ball, and tackling. Rough housing has finally made it's way into our house. I kind of figured it would.

Monday, November 24, 2014

What is it about iPads?

A picture of the boys hanging out in the bed at my parents' house. They love iPads. They want them for Christmas. They are not getting them.

My dad says they open up about 40 apps on his. I believe that's Cheese Puff. He doesn't really know how to do a lot of the games, so he just opens up something new when he gets to something he doesn't understand. He loves a state game. He just picks the a. answer for everything. He won't let me even try to help him get one right. It's so funny.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Watch out Hanson!

Last year, the boys joined Bob on stage for a faculty talent show. They danced. This year, we decided to up their game. They sang with him. We picked a song they sing along to on the radio called, "Gone, Gone, Gone" by Phillip Phillips. The boys wanted to do "You Give Love a Bad Name" by Bon Jovi. Bob can't do that on his guitar.
Before the show began, I got a shot of them sitting nicely on stairs. They were a little wild.
Little Elvis is trying to learn a cool new pose. 
Bob did one of his originals first.
Then the boys joined him. They were so cute, and my camcorder died about 1 minute in.
Then my camera died as well. But, the college did get video of the event!
It's of the whole thing. Bob gets on stage around 1:15 in. He starts singing around 3 minutes. The boys join him around 5:15. Cheese Puff sings a solo at 9:55.
They didn't win, although if they were voting based on pure cuteness, they would have.


It's been a long time! We've had a couple of sickies, including me. Hence the lack of posts.

Cheese Puff rallied from strep last week very quickly. But today, he was whiny and tired all day. I hope it's not starting again.

My dad had surgery on his foot last week. Cheese Puff and I took him to the surgery center, and waited for him. Cheese Puff was so good! We sat in a little curtained off room for a few hours, and he was great. He wouldn't share the snacks I packed us both, but other than that, he was great. I thought (hoped) he would be.

I didn't do a great job of planning that day. I just kind of assumed I'd be able to pick the other two up from school. I realized around noon that I probably wouldn't. One of my friends was happy to pick Baby Plum up with her daughter. Boy, did she treat that boy well. She took them to the mall, got them a ride on the train, a ride on the carousel, and bought them frozen yogurt! I was kind of shocked when he willingly got into the car with me the next day.

While Baby Plum was treated like a king, Bob picked up Little Elvis. Little Elvis' math grades weren't great on his last progress report. (He decided that instead of measuring with a ruler the regular way, he'd make up his own way. It didn't work out so well. But he tried for a few quizzes and a test. He's back to regular measuring now.) Little Elvis did math worksheets that we printed out for him that afternoon. So glad that Baby Plum isn't a big talker. He didn't tell his brother about all his special treats.

My dad is slowly recovering now. His foot still really hurts. He's got some crutches, and says he enjoys when the boys visit him and jump on his bed.

Oh I hope Cheese Puff's not sick again. We just got over two weeks of sickness!

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Little Elvis, superstar

Little Elvis is a funny boy. He is. Sometimes it's intentional. Today, on the way home from school, I made a comment about a huge motor home trying to drive through our neighborhood. It was nonsensical. He said, "I did that a lot today. I had something funny to say about everything." I don't doubt it.

His play was this weekend. He was kind of lackluster on Friday night, and spent the last half of the play playing with his hand. He came running out as soon as it was over yelling, "I pulled my wart off!" At least we knew what he was doing. He was much louder and a little more focused for the other two performances.
The assistant director emailed me this picture. His character was a well-dressed torturer. A tickle torturer. The play was cute and went well, but we were all ready for a much needed break from all of the practices, and costume prep. 

The play hasn't been the only source of excitement for Little Elvis. He pulled another tooth last weekend. He's only got one more to go before we get a break. He's currently got 3 gaps in his mouth. And two of those were a bit of a problem for his Tooth Fairy. She kind of forgot about them. Both of them. At different times.

The first time, he woke up ready for his dollar, and bawled. We put the dollar on his toothbrush. Pretty good idea, huh? Well, then he lost another, and we forgot again. This time he checked under his pillow, then he checked his toothbrush. He didn't cry. He informed. Bob put the dollar in a sneaker. I told him he had a silly tooth fairy. He just gave me a look.

Then, he pulled another tooth. And he decided to write his tooth fairy a note. He's tired of her silliness.

It essentially says, "Dear Ms. Tooth Fairy. Please don't leave the dollar somewhere silly. Sincerely, Little Elvis. (Hide it under my pillow.)

Not exactly the most polite note, but it was funny. It also worked. The tooth fairy remembered. He may not believe anymore. But he's going along with us right now.

Friday, November 07, 2014

Surprise tree house!

Gram and Coachpa have been plotting a surprise for the boys at their cabin for a while. We had no clue what it was, and they were very secretive when mentioning it.

Two weeks ago, Bob and the boys went to find out! (I had to go to a gardening seminar. Yay.)
The boys were thrilled! They built a clubhouse type building off the lower deck of their cabin! The boys are calling it the treehouse.
Here's a long view. My dad has parking for things underneath.
And it's a great little fun room on top.
See how happy? My parents put a bunk bed that my mom's brothers' used when they were little inside. And they also put in a little table and 4 chairs that I got from our church after the tornado.
Unfortunately, the timing wasn't great. Little Elvis got sick, and couldn't enjoy the tree house. But Baby Plum and Cheese Puff did. Those are my old e.t. sheets.

The next week, my mom took the younger two to visit my grandparents, and they stopped to get ice cream. Baby Plum got cookie dough flavor, and Cheese Puff got ice cream flavor. He was insistent on that being his flavor.
He's probably saying "ice cream flavor!" in this picture. He's a stubborn one.
Little Elvis was super upset about missing the ice cream. He had play practice. He was upset that he didn't get to enjoy the tree house because he was sick, he didn't have fun at trunk or treats because he was still not feeling well, and then he missed ice cream for play practice. He told me he was the unluckiest boy in our city. 

Tuesday, November 04, 2014

Halloween week festivities

This isn't an exhaustive list. As the boys have gotten older, and as we've had more children, I've been much worse with the camera. Still. I try.
Cheese Puff had to dress as an animal (not a character) for his Halloween Party. He wore his super cute tiger hat I bought him last year that he usually refuses to wear, and Baby Plum's orange turtleneck. I also drew a nose and whiskers on him. He turned out pretty cute, and I love his hat! He wore it most of the morning! I wish he was more of a hat boy.
Here he is with his teachers. One of them wore cat ears in the pick up line that morning and I asked him if that was his teacher. He said it wasn't her. The ears threw him off.
Cheese Puff playing at a Trunk or Treat thing. He went into the little kids area with me, hence the pictures of him. Bob had the older two, and no camera.
He didn't completely understand the concept of croquet.
But he left his hoodie up, which was nice.
I managed to snap one picture of all three. At least the older two were happy to be in the photo.
Baby Plum's school had a fall carnival. I took all of the boys, and they had so much fun. Here they are at the photo booth.
They had things on sticks for the pictures, Cheese Puff didn't realize his bowtie wasn't a pair of glasses. I think it's cute.