Catelogue of Izzy #6 & 7

While watching Courtney perform on Fringe:
"That's my Courtney. She's a dentist."


While talking about plans for the brief window between the end of school and my jaw surgery, I asked Dave if he wanted to have a "do" for his birthday specifically or if he wanted to blend it with a general celebration of birthdays, summer and solid food. Isabel followed my question with this:
"Yes Daddy, what do you want for your birthday? Toy Story? Princess? King?" and one more option that sound like "pigeon" to Dave and "prison" to me. I suspect the latter would be more enjoyable. Either way, she continued by asking him if he wanted a cake or ice cream.

Project 365 - March 15th to 21st

These are mixed up because I didn't actually take a picture every day (I know...*gasp*...the horror) with the craziness this week, but I have more than enough "footage" to cover it ;)

Sarah and I were texting about getting together Saturday night and she was had by Autocorrect. Snake Bondage isn't for the weak of heart (I submitted this to Damn You Autocorrect).

I <3 Supper!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

The kid was up and partying a few nights this week. Here he is at 11pm, playing with my wireless headset, looking like a nightclub DJ.

Isabel's Dance Show


Orin, channeling Rocky in order to get his dad's attention in the basement.

Wet footprints after bath.

First BBQ of the season. Mmmmmmm.

Where is the time going?

Well, first off, I can tell you where one hour went - right out the window. I have never, in my entire life, been as affected by a time change as I have been this one. I just can't seem to get my feet under me. I am exhausted every morning, we are putting the kids to bed late because the evening seems to disappear and then I find myself either wide awake WAY past my own bed time or exhausted immediately upon putting the kids to bed. Very strange.

Not a lot of news around here. We did lots of spring cleaning type stuff last weekend. Work was an absolute zoo last week (I blame the full moon, which by the way, was a SUPERMOON!). Isabel had a dance show at a local seniors' home. Dave went flying with a friend of his (pics are on his Facebook). Orin is so close to walking. He will let go of things, stand for a bit and then panic, grabbing the nearest hold, as soon as he realises he is not holding onto anything. Pretty amusing.

I think I will leave it at that and move on to the photos from the week. There are lots...enjoy :)

Project 365 - March 14th & Catalogue of Izzy #5

Isabel will only use "the flower bowls" and has begun expressing disdain for "the moustache bowls". I absolutely love the way her brain works.

Project 365 - March 13th

My helper...who knew that a "king girl" would be willing to do something as mundane and pedestrian as peeling carrots (don't mind the random stuff all over the counter; we were making multiple meals at the time).

Project 365 - March 11th & 12th

This definitely monopolized my day. My thoughts are with everyone affected.

Isabel and I went to the mall today and found a "parade" there. The best part was the pipe band...loud but enjoyable.

Project 365 - March 10th

We started the day at Second Cup for hot chocolate with Shannon. Miss Rosy Cheeks thought a kissy face was the best choice for the first photo of the day.

Looking very serious about the painting project.

Lookin' all kinds a' gangsta next to the commissioned graffiti.

Project 365 - March 9th

Goliath napping next to me on the couch. Awwww :)

Project 365 - March 8th

Isabel and I had a day together today. I recorded it as best as I could.

We started off the day with Starbucks and some mmmmuffins.

After a little shoe and dress shopping, we hung out at the play structure.

Isabel played Twister with some other children at Chapters' games hour

Waiting for the movie to start.

The little lady is still feeling the effects of that crazy flu we had. She fell asleep in the car after grocery shopping.

I will happily pretend I am Catholic in order to enjoy pancakes during the week!

Project 365 - March 7th

The kiddies being lovey toward one another post-bath.

Project 365 - March 6th

Isabel's first recognizable drawing of a person. She said this was Orin.

Project 365 - March 5th

"LOOK AT THE BABY CHOP SAW!" This spawned a ridiculous string of "clever", "hilarious" comments:
"What is the life cycle of a chop saw and how long does it take for one to mature?"
"What do you suppose it wants to be when it grows up? A chainsaw?"
"That chop saw looks too small to be away from its mom."
"Don't touch it or it will take on your scent and its mom won't take it back."
"Do chop saws birth their young live or do they develop in eggs? Are they born with a blade? If they are birthed live...eeks. If they hatch, I can see how that would come in handy."

*rolls eyes*

PS: I fell WAY off the wagon with this illness, but, given all the bonus photos I've posted, I am not going to beat myself up too much.

*clang* Bring Out Your Dead!

If someone had told me to paint the red X on the door sometime early two weeks ago, I'd have been a little better prepared for what we just battled. As it was, we made it out by the skin of our teeth, but we are happy just to have made it. Let me break it down for you.

Tuesday Feb 22 - Daycare provider calls early in the AM to say she is closed due to illness.

Wednesday Feb 23 - Same call. Kids both run low-grade fevers for the better part of the day, but are in good spirits.

Thursday Feb 24 - Daycare is still closed. Isabel wakes up a miserable, whiny mess. She has a really high fever and sore legs, won't eat and is a shivering, confused mess on multiple occasions throughout the day. Orin is still fine.

Friday Feb 25 - Orin's turn. The boy sleeps quite literally half the day. He is still drinking enough water, but isn't eating. He won't sleep on his own (which is usually not a problem) and quite literally sleeps on/snuggled with one of us for the duration of his illness both day and night. Still no daycare.

Saturday Feb 26 - Isabel seems to have improved. She has only a low-grade fever and is in slightly better spirits today. We are hoping this is the end. Oh, how hopeful we were. Orin is still so sick...poor guy.

Sunday Feb 27 - Both children are once again, extremely ill.

Monday Feb 28 - Both children are ill. Isabel is worse than Orin.

Tuesday Mar 1 - Orin is improved enough that I send him to daycare. Isabel is STILL spiking fevers of 103 at random, so I take her to the doctor, who says that it looks like it is still just viral and we should just try to tough it out. Tiresa is starting to get ill....low-grade fever, runny nose and slight cough. By the end of the day, her fever is spiking to unhealthy highs of 103 and 104. When Orin comes home from daycare, it is revealed that his fever spiked again in the afternoon.

Wednesday Mar 2 - Orin relapses, Isabel has STILL not improved and Tiresa is on death's door. Dave stays home with all three of the sickies. It is a house full of whining, moaning and general discontent.

Thursday Mar 3 - Isabel seems to be about 80% this morning, so she is sent to daycare. Dave goes to work and Tiresa keeps Orin home, against her better judgment, because he is still miserable. This made for little rest and Tiresa was wiped and near tears by the end of the day.

Friday Mar 4 - Both children are well enough to go to daycare. Tiresa throws in the towel on working at all this week. Her fever just wouldn't settle and the exhaustion was overwhelming.

Saturday Mar 5 - Both kiddies are 100% (though the tiredness from having been sick is catching up with them quicker than usual). Tiresa is about 60%.

I have never seen a respiratory virus like this. It hangs on for SO long. The weakness and exhaustion resulting from this flu/cold/plague is comparable to what I remember after having had mono. I am glad for my coworkers that I ended up quarantined for the most part because I would hate for any of them to get this over March Break.