Bit Bit needs help....or can he give it?

Yesterday while we were dropping off Justin's truck for some maitenence, I saw a regular sized Yorkie dog. Justin overheard the owner telling some people that he was a certified therapy dog. It gave me the idea that Bit Bit (the super puppy) can do that. He likes to be held and loved on and c'mon...who doesn't love that cute little face? He will have to be tested on his abilities, one of which is walking on a leash or harness, something he does NOT like to do. So I am going to start working with him on that. It's only $10 to register him and have him tested. And then I have to get a reccomendation from his vet and from any places that I would take him (children's hospitals, nursing homes, special needs homes, etc.) I think he would a very good therapy doggie woggie and hopefully it's something I will stick to and get done. Now if we can just get him to learn to like a leash...

My Big Baby Sister Grows Up

Tomorrow my big sister gets married. And while she is my big sister I feel like she is my little sister too. I guess it has something to do with the fact that I am already married with three gorgeous little boys. She made a road trip out of her trip to her wedding in Vegas stopping at the Grand Canyon and Hoover Damn along the way. She has already posted over two hundred pictures to her Myspace page, and I am waiting for her to post more (bachlorette party at Chippendales? who doesn't want to see pictures of that?). When she comes home she will be married and it will seem kind of weird that she is actually married now with two step daughters. It's like in one day she is almost all caught up to her little grown up sister.

Would you like fries with that?

Now because I am younger than SOME people, it may apply even more so to you. But I can remember as a kid we could go to McDonalds, and order a hamburger or cheeseburger Happy Meal, with fries, a coke, a bag of cookies and a toy. It seemed like a lot as a kid, but I now remember when those were the simple days.

Tonight we decided to be nice to ourselves and go out to eat. Justin and I decided on Wingstop, and since the kids don't like wings, we let them pick a fast food place for them. They chose Sonic. NEVER, has Justin had such a difficult time ordering food. There are so many choices and with two different kids (i pray Aidric never discovers fast food) it gets confusing. Zavion wanted a grilled cheese kids meal with apples and a white milk. Vinny wanted a plain cheeseburger kids meal with a banana and a sprite. It sounds fairly simple but it's a lot harder to order when you have one kid trying to remind you what they want every 2 seconds and the other one in the back repeating and answering the lady taking your order. I sat in the truck with tears in my eyes laughing so hard at the difficulty of what seemed like such an easy task. The scene from Beethoven's Second always comes to mind; where the family can't decide so the dog barks the order into the speaker and the lady answers him with "would you like fries with that?" While I am glad that fast food now offers healthier choices in their kids meals, it makes deciding and ordering all the more difficult.

Family Day: hosted by the 917th Wing

Today was Family Day at the park on base, hosted by the entire Reserves wing on base. It was an awesome turn out of about 300 people at any given time. There were tons of activities for the boys to engage in, as well as face painting, balloon animals, and food, drinks, and music. We arrived at opening at 11am and had some lunch and played around until 1pm when Justin was scheduled to drive the kiddie train. He had an hour worth of driving kids around the park, horn tooting and all. Vinny asked to have his face painted and had a car on one cheek and a transformer on the other. He and Zavion stood in line and each asked Gabby the clown for a dog animal balloon. Then we marched over to the snow cone line and waited for blue bubblegum snow cones. There was a deejay playing music, and long lines for hot dogs and hamburgers. Vinny's favorite part of the whole day was the $1 he spent at the dunk tank. It took him several throws and a little help but he finally got the AF Reserves Captain in the water. I sure hope that doesn't affect Justin's day tomorrow.

It's a Miracle

We did it! We have finally rid Zavion of his bottle for good! He misplaced it earlier in the week and had to go to bed without it. I figured if he went to bed and slept fine without it, he wouldn't get it back. Not to mention that I didn't know where it was. I finally located it and said nothing, just threw it away when he wasn't looking. He has asked about it a few times but I just kind of ignore it and tell him to get his big boy juice cup. He has done SO much better than I expected him to without it and I am glad. We also switched Aidric's bottles hoping a smaller frame would encourage him to hold it. He was not thrilled and it took him a whole day of crying and screaming to understand that he wasn't getting his old bottle back to finally drink it. Now everyone is for the most part semi happy with their beverage containers....what a week!

The Three Munchkin Ears

In three short days my first baby, and he will always be my baby, will be enrolled in kindergarten. While I want him to be the smartest boy ever and get a great education, most of me wants to lock him in his room and board up the windows. I can't belive in just a few short months he will be putting on his little uniform and backpack and taking off with his lunch box. To counter balance starting a new school life, we decided to enroll him in soccer. The base has a great program that starts at age 5 and plays against other base and I think a few local youth teams. I think it will be something he will enjoy and can't wait to see him on the field.




As time marches on I have started to worry less and less about Zavion's speech. Dr. Parker wanted him to see a speech therapist if his speech wasn't better by September. Zavion must have thought that was a bad idea because now getting him to stop talking is nearly impossible. He even sings along in the car to his Imagination Movers CD and a few of my favorite songs too (picture American Woman or Fly Away by Lenny Kravitz sung by a two year old...it's hilarious). He is starting to make small sentences and getting better at saying words he used to have trouble with. I do however still worry about his little legs and I am going to talk to his doctor. Shriners Hospital said it should correct itself and he should come back in a year. But it doesn't seem to be getting better, and he falls a lot and right now has maybe 4 or 5 bruises at least on each leg. My biggest concern is that our Shriners is at the top of the list to close, making the next closest one in Houston (not that I would mind a trip back to NASA or the Houston Zoo). I think if his coordination doesn't improve over the next few weeks (though if like his mother he will be doomed for life as I have NO coordination skills) I will take him in and see what Dr. Parker suggests.





Aidric, or Tank as my dad now calls him, is growing like a bad weed that won't die. He eats a pretty big breakfast in the morning and I think soon he will start demanding more bacon, less baby oatmeal. He usually has one or two small bottles before lunch and then he will have a fruit for lunch. Then a few more bottles between then and dinner, which is usually a vegetable. Today for dinner he had an entire fruit and an entire vegetable and was content; untill he put on his adorable new big boy whale pajamas. I brought him out of his room so he could show his daddy his new jammies and as soon as we sat down some dinner came out. I didn't even have time to get the camera and take his CLEAN picture. I feel as though he is a little behind physically as well. He grows well but at 7 months still won't hold his own bottle and pitches a fit if you don't do it for him. He's not sitting up all the way, which could also be caused by the 9lb fat roll we call his stomach. I was hoping to make it all the way to the next scheduled appointment with no in between visits and so far so good. We only have all of May and most of June to go. So hopefully these boys will get there act together.

It Costs How Much?

I recently had the brilliant idea that I wanted mirror image toes; meaning I wanted my toes to match the rims on my car. I figured in all the companies in the world and all the millions of nail polish colors SOMEONE had to make this nail polish. Turns out I was right.



Unfortunately, this is not something I will be buying anytime soon. As it turns out this is a product that MANY people were demanding that companies make so those wonderful people took advantage and decided to charge at what I so far found to be the least expensive: $15. I absolutely cannot dignify spending that kind of money to paint my toes. My favorite brand, Pure Ice, is only $2 at Wal-Mart and that is more than enough. I toyed with the idea today of getting a different brand but I just could not in my own mind justify spending $7 for nail paint. I guess I will have to save my loose couch and laundry change for quite a while before I can get my chrome nails, and by then it will be out of style. Guess I should just stick to my favorite brand and continue to stock up on their colors.