My mom came up for the day and we decided to take the kids to the Minnesota Arboretuem, which was beautiful, on the drive home Addie starts to ask again about Jade (poor Jade is now in doggy heaven). We tried to explain to Addie that Jade was really sick and was at the animal hospital and wouldn't be coming home. I started with this approach because as I thought it would be easier to understand and that eventually she would forget about Jade. I was wrong.
A: Is Jade still at the Doctor?
Nana: Yeah, she is really sick and not coming home.
A: How did she get really sick?
Nana: Well, she just got old.
A: How did she get old?
Nana: She has just been around many years.
A: Kind of like you Nana?
Nana: Yes, old like me.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
Addie's Quote....of the Month - Updated
6/28/2011
We were driving to daycare and listening to the radio. From the back seat Addie randomly says:
A: Andrew didn't have a shower
E: What are you talking about?
A: Andrew didn't get a shower.
E: What do you mean? A baby shower?
A: Yeah, like the shower for Blake (new cousin)
This wasn't so much funny, as somewhat surprsing to me, I couldn't believe she could recall that over a year ago we didn't have a baby shower for Andrew, and relate it back to the fact that there was recently a shower for Blake (although still several months ago). Apparently she didn't make the correlation until now. She was also quite pleased to know that we had a baby shower for her - something she is storing for future use to hold over Andrew!
6/18/2011
I was getting ready for Andrew's birthday party and frustrated with all of the junk and clutter in the house, so I said to Addie:
E: It is time to get rid of some of your toys.
A: Ok
E: Which toys are you ready to give away?
A: Andrew's
Fair enough, I guess I set myself up for that one!
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We were driving to daycare and listening to the radio. From the back seat Addie randomly says:
A: Andrew didn't have a shower
E: What are you talking about?
A: Andrew didn't get a shower.
E: What do you mean? A baby shower?
A: Yeah, like the shower for Blake (new cousin)
This wasn't so much funny, as somewhat surprsing to me, I couldn't believe she could recall that over a year ago we didn't have a baby shower for Andrew, and relate it back to the fact that there was recently a shower for Blake (although still several months ago). Apparently she didn't make the correlation until now. She was also quite pleased to know that we had a baby shower for her - something she is storing for future use to hold over Andrew!
6/18/2011
I was getting ready for Andrew's birthday party and frustrated with all of the junk and clutter in the house, so I said to Addie:
E: It is time to get rid of some of your toys.
A: Ok
E: Which toys are you ready to give away?
A: Andrew's
Fair enough, I guess I set myself up for that one!
Monday, April 11, 2011
Top 4 Scariest Moments Ever - #4
All of them have to do with Addie, of course.
# 4 Scariest Moment Ever - December 23, 2010
Addie playing around in Andrew's jumper, never mind the fact that she is way too big for it. She gets into it, but struggles getting out, and falls, which wouldn't be a big deal if she just fell onto the carpeted floor. But no, she falls into the fireplace and smacks her head against the ledge. Mike immediately picks her up and covers the back of her head with his hand only to pull it away and see that it is completely covered in blood. She is screaming and he is panicking. I am trying to get them to hold still enough so that I can work through her matted hair to assess the damage. She definitely needs stitches, about a 2 inch gash. So we wrap her head up in a towel and load both of the kids up to make a trip to the emergency room. We get there and stand in line for a good 5 minutes will her head is still bleeding only to be told that is it a two hour wait. Really two hours? The response I received was, "Yes, two hours, people are dying, wait your turn." Alright then. After about 30 minutes in the waiting room we were called in for a pre-screen of sorts and they advised us to go to Urgent Care, which was just down the hall, but didn't open up for another 45 minutes. So off we went down to put our names on the first come first serve waiting list (we were second in line) to find out if they would be able to stitch up her head. Luckily we were called in about 10 minutes after they opened and they were able to put staples in her head. Just imagine a staple gun going into the back of your child's head, it was disturbing, but she did wonderfully and only started to cry when the Dr. put the last staple in wrong and had to take it out and restaple. Really Doc? You couldn't practice your stapling technique a bit?
After several hours at the hospital we made it home and put Addie to bed with some Tylenol and a towel on her pillow (she was extremely concerned about getting blood on her pillow and requested to have a towel on her pillow for the next week, although the bleeding had pretty much stopped after the staples.) However, it did take me about an hour of scrubbing to get all of the blood out of her brand new gingerbread pj's that she had just received from Cari as a Christmas present!
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10 days later, Mike took her back to Urgent Care to get the staples removed - and found out that they don't numb the area when they remove the staples. Are you kidding me? Pulling 6 staples out of a 3 year old's head with no numbing agent? Poor little girl.
Since then her hair has completely grown back in with minimal scaring and she has long forgotten the whole incident, except when we bring it up to remind her to be careful.
# 4 Scariest Moment Ever - December 23, 2010
Addie playing around in Andrew's jumper, never mind the fact that she is way too big for it. She gets into it, but struggles getting out, and falls, which wouldn't be a big deal if she just fell onto the carpeted floor. But no, she falls into the fireplace and smacks her head against the ledge. Mike immediately picks her up and covers the back of her head with his hand only to pull it away and see that it is completely covered in blood. She is screaming and he is panicking. I am trying to get them to hold still enough so that I can work through her matted hair to assess the damage. She definitely needs stitches, about a 2 inch gash. So we wrap her head up in a towel and load both of the kids up to make a trip to the emergency room. We get there and stand in line for a good 5 minutes will her head is still bleeding only to be told that is it a two hour wait. Really two hours? The response I received was, "Yes, two hours, people are dying, wait your turn." Alright then. After about 30 minutes in the waiting room we were called in for a pre-screen of sorts and they advised us to go to Urgent Care, which was just down the hall, but didn't open up for another 45 minutes. So off we went down to put our names on the first come first serve waiting list (we were second in line) to find out if they would be able to stitch up her head. Luckily we were called in about 10 minutes after they opened and they were able to put staples in her head. Just imagine a staple gun going into the back of your child's head, it was disturbing, but she did wonderfully and only started to cry when the Dr. put the last staple in wrong and had to take it out and restaple. Really Doc? You couldn't practice your stapling technique a bit?
After several hours at the hospital we made it home and put Addie to bed with some Tylenol and a towel on her pillow (she was extremely concerned about getting blood on her pillow and requested to have a towel on her pillow for the next week, although the bleeding had pretty much stopped after the staples.) However, it did take me about an hour of scrubbing to get all of the blood out of her brand new gingerbread pj's that she had just received from Cari as a Christmas present!
10 days later, Mike took her back to Urgent Care to get the staples removed - and found out that they don't numb the area when they remove the staples. Are you kidding me? Pulling 6 staples out of a 3 year old's head with no numbing agent? Poor little girl.
Since then her hair has completely grown back in with minimal scaring and she has long forgotten the whole incident, except when we bring it up to remind her to be careful.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Addie's Quote of the Day
I don't even know the number of times Addie has said something and I have said to myself "I have to write that down, it is classic!" But I never do. So, since I have been majorly slacking with my blog posts, I am going to make an conceited effort to capture the hysterical things that Addie says on a regular basis (or at least we think they are hysterical, at a minimum they are cute.)
3/2/2011
A: I am not going to feed my baby with her bottle. I am going to feed my baby with my booby.
Proceeds to sit down in her rocking chair and puts her ladybug pillow on her lap (just like Mom's boppy pillow) and the lifts up her shirt to feed baby!
Loves it!
1/27/2011
E: Brenda and Kyle are coming over tomorrow, do you remember them?
A: No. (Long pause, thinking) Are they black?
E: (Trying to hide my surprise at this comment.) No, they aren't black.
A: What are they?
E: They are white.
A: Oh, okay.
I have no idea how she would even think to ask a question like that, crazy.
1/2/2011
A: My duckies are sailing.
E: What? Your duckies are selling?
A: Yeah, their selling.
E: Selling what?
A: Their clothes.
E: Oh. Why are they doing that?
A: They are selling them at Walmerk.
E: What? Selling them at Walmart?
A: Yeah, Walmart.
E: How do you know about Walmart?
A: Walmart is like Target - but dirtier.
Apparently she listens to everything I say - oops!
12/29/2010
E: Addie, I am going to put Andrew down, want to come upstairs with us?
A: No thanks, I am just going to stay downstairs and organize the toys.
What? What 3 year old says that? Little Mikey all the way - even anal about her toys!
3/2/2011
A: I am not going to feed my baby with her bottle. I am going to feed my baby with my booby.
Proceeds to sit down in her rocking chair and puts her ladybug pillow on her lap (just like Mom's boppy pillow) and the lifts up her shirt to feed baby!
Loves it!
1/27/2011
E: Brenda and Kyle are coming over tomorrow, do you remember them?
A: No. (Long pause, thinking) Are they black?
E: (Trying to hide my surprise at this comment.) No, they aren't black.
A: What are they?
E: They are white.
A: Oh, okay.
I have no idea how she would even think to ask a question like that, crazy.
1/2/2011
A: My duckies are sailing.
E: What? Your duckies are selling?
A: Yeah, their selling.
E: Selling what?
A: Their clothes.
E: Oh. Why are they doing that?
A: They are selling them at Walmerk.
E: What? Selling them at Walmart?
A: Yeah, Walmart.
E: How do you know about Walmart?
A: Walmart is like Target - but dirtier.
Apparently she listens to everything I say - oops!
12/29/2010
E: Addie, I am going to put Andrew down, want to come upstairs with us?
A: No thanks, I am just going to stay downstairs and organize the toys.
What? What 3 year old says that? Little Mikey all the way - even anal about her toys!
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