18 Months!

Our little "B" is now a big 1 & 1/2 year old boy. I can't believe how big he is now. He weighs just about 24 pounds & is 33 inches tall. He is still in the 25% for his weight and is still in the 50% for height. Over the past 18 months he has grown 16 inches and has gained 18 pounds! He now has 14 teeth, and is able to run, climb, and jump! All of which he LOVES to do! He is saying so many words, and is being such a funny little guy! I tried really hard to take some pictures of him, but every time I bust out the camera, all he wants to do is look at the pictures.

Catching Up...

We have been crazy these last few weeks, trying to get back into the swing of things I guess. We went on another trip to St. Anthony over labor day weekend. It was a ton of fun, but I didn't take any pictures. Bennett was a wild little boy self as usual, making the sand dunes a bit difficult for "MOM." He never calls me mama anymore, he just screams...Moooom whenever he needs me. It is pretty cute! He is getting so big, and constantly is learning and exploring. He is really good at his please, thank-you's and love you's. He can tell you what a dog, cat, and a snake say. I need to invest in a video camera so you can see. He loves to kiss me, but still just head butts Rob for his kiss to his daddy. He wants to do everything that Rob does, every time someone drove by us on their bike/quad at the dunes he would say "ride a bike?" He wanted every person to take him on a ride. It was so funny. Rob got my bike all dialed in with the new exhaust, every time someone would come over to check it out, B's would say, "mama bike." He definitely loves anything that has wheels and makes noise. Grandpa Chuck got his sandrail going, and we had a lot of fun riding around in the rail. I can't wait until Rob gets ours done. Maybe before Eli comes home?? With Rob's hair getting so long, I bought him a bandanna to keep it all together while we were riding. Bennett would not leave the store, until I bought him the one with the puppy paws on it. So, here is My B, hanging out my trailer window saying hello and waiving to everyone with his puppy bandanna on.

A mean little boy...

Bennett is OBSESSED with the camera ever since I took the pictures of G2. He constantly carries it around, and screeches if I do not show him the pictures every 10 seconds. He can't understand that in order for me to show him the pictures, I need to hold the camera for a minute. So, of course he got mad at me and started crying and being a meanie. I took a picture of his meanie-ness so he could see what a naughty little boy looks like. See for yourself...

Cat Sitting...

Our Bennett had a very fun weekend, he got to tend his Uncle Brad's Kitty G2. G2 is a "Jungle Bob," hybrid cat, who is full of wildness! He is so much fun, and Bennett had too much fun playing with him all weekend. G2 was a pretty good sport with the little guy, he even let him take his temperature. G2 couldn't decide where the best place in the house was to sleep. He tried the book case, the counter top, our bed, and in a box full of peanuts. He made quite a mess trying out each spot, but it was fun to have something new and exciting at our place. We also had Taylee over Thursday/Friday. Having two kids, a cat, and a dog was a lot more work than I thought it would be. Bennett is missing his G2 now, and about 10 times a day he goes and gets the camera and brings it to me. He wants to look at the pictures of him with G2. He loves to look at them, point at G2 and bark at him. It was a lot of fun, but now the dude really wants a kitty for his very own. Who is going to tell that little sweet boy...NO!

Revised Tonsillectomy Update...

Well, I guess my husband wanted to know how much I really loved him. Wednesday he finally started to feel good after a week of laying around doing nothing. He must have over done it just a wee bit while we were chasing Bennett around. I went to go get B some milk, and Rob went into the bathroom. All of the sudden I hear "honey...,"in a desperate, horrified voice. I ran into the bathroom where it appeared that my husband was bleeding to death. The bathroom looked like a murder had occurred in there, and Rob had so much blood coming from his mouth and nose that he couldn't even pause long enough to take a breath. I went into panic mode, I spent so much time researching all the nursing interventions of a post tonsillectomy hemorrhage, however in our little house I didn't have a pair of curved hemostats, a massive pile of 2x2's, or any materials to start an IV. CRAP! Oh, and I had a baby on my hip. So, first things first we need to stop the bleeding, how do you stop the bleeding in some one's throat with no equipment? AHHH! I called our neighbors to see if they could come watch B, and fortunately Chad had logical reasoning intact and called 911 for me. I left Bennett on the floor, grabbed some ice packs and all but strangled Rob to try to get the bleeding to stop. He bled steadily for about 25 minutes before the blood started to clot. We figured he lost about 2.5 liters of blood all together. It really scared me, it was like someone turned a hose on and no one knew where the shut off valve was to turn it off. The ambulance got to our house pretty quickly, and they started an IV and took him to the ER. Once we were there, the bleeding had stopped for the most part. We spent the night in the ER, mostly for observation and fluid. He lost so much blood, that even after what seemed like gallons of NS he was still pretty questionable. The really scary thing is that only of the scabs came off. All that blood from one tiny tonsil scab, I was shocked. Now, I know why adults bleed to death after tonsillectomies. SCARY!!! Anyways, Rob is now doing well again. We got him pretty well hydrated, and his labs are still low, but acceptable. I figure it will take a few days for his body to be back to a state of well being. I am just so glad that he is young and healthy enough for his body to be able to compensate after a hemorrhage that bad. Everyone pray that the other scab does not come off! I have confined Rob to bed rest, and a clear liquid diet. He may hate me for it, but at least he will live to see another day. I just want him to know that I love him very much! And even though he thinks that I am strong enough to make it without him, I really do not want to find out. Rob, I love you, please get well soon! And when I say soon, I mean really soon, this is taking forever and I want my able bodied husband back!

Tonsillectomy Update

Rob had to have his tonsils removed last Wednesday. So far, he is surviving. For the most part he has been a pretty good patient, which is great, cause I was really worried that he would be super mean and ornery. He can't eat anything solid yet, but he is keeping hydrated with Gatorade and sherbet. I was initially the most worried about pain management, so we have been dosing up with lortab or percocet every four hours on the dot. He can't do a whole lot except sleep, but he hasn't complained once. Must be working! Anyways, he is feeling exhausted but doing great for the most part. Thanks everyone for your concern and support. Get Well Soon Rob!! Love you!

It's Official...The Dude is walking!

Walking to Daddy!

Walking around in the trailer.

I was about to have a melt down last week, here I was still carrying around a 15 month old, about to be 16 month old. I was so over him not walking!! It wouldn't be so bad, excepting that since he was 10 months we have been thinking any day now. Friday, while we were going to breakfast up in Rexburg, Bennett wanted his daddy. Grams was carrying him, so she put him down and said "OK, go get your daddy." And that little monster walked right over to Rob like it was no big deal. We all started screaming, clapping, and cheering for him. He was so excited, so of course he kept walking and walking. I wouldn't say that he is a full time walker yet, but he is definitely getting the hang of it. He mostly walks, unless he wants to go fast, then he sits down and does the booty scoot. He is such a cute little boy, and we are having so much fun with him. He is also a very good little kisser! He loves to kiss his mama's cheeks, and blows kisses to almost everyone else. He loves to smack his lips together, the sound makes me laugh. He is saying please, and thank you a lot too. He is starting to really imitate everything I do. Today he even ate an entire yogurt with his own spoon, and didn't make too much of a mess. I can't believe that he is getting so big. He is now 32 inches tall, and weighs 22 pounds. He spends his time driving around anything with wheels, and going up and down the stairs as many times as I will let him.