Diaper Duty

You know those stinky diapers that make you wish you had potty trained your two year old last month...well tonight was the BIG one of all big ones.
We have learned that apple juice and Emy are not a good combination. Well we bought some juice the other day and hid it in the garage, in an awesome hiding spot right by the door. It took all of one trip of coming back inside the house for the kids to find it. Well today Macie wanted some juice, so I filled up her sippy cup with the forbidden juice from the garage. I made Emy some other juice (not diarrhea causing) and they were both content. It was apparent tonight that Macie shared her juice.
We all kept telling Emy she was stinky and she would just give us her cute little smile where she tips her head to one side and shrivels up her nose, and then she would go bouncing off.
Macie kept saying, "she smells like a skunk and skunks are stinky".
Well needless to say our cute little two year old is soaking in the bath tub and her clothes are soaking in the washer.


On a more pleasant note...Emy has grown 2 1/2 inches in three months!! She is so tall. Every where we take her people think she is so much older than she really is. She is taller than a lot of kids that are a year older than her. Today I saw her with someone that was her same age and she was a good head taller. It will be so fun to see how different all of our kids turn out...we have quite the gene pool.

the end...of dancing

At the beginning of the school year we decided to enroll Macie in a dance class. We thought she needed an outing each week and she was always dancing around the house and has loved moving to the beat of music ever since she could walk, so we thought it would be the perfect fit.
She did great the first couple of weeks, then slowly and slowly she lost more and more interest each week. I had paid for her dance costume, so we wanted her to stay in for the recital, but it wasn't looking good. She didn't like the dancing any more. She would just scoot herself around on the gym floor while all the other girls danced, I would try bribing her with a treat after class or a trip to the store if she would just practice with the other girls. After a couple months of this, I decided that as soon as they had their first recital we would be done.
Saturday was her recital and she did great! She agreed to dance if she never had to do it again and if we would take her to Speedi Mart to buy some pink gum. I was surprised at how well she did considering her lack of interest and participation in practice. She is glad to be done and has reminded me at least once a day since then that she never has to go to dance again.

She sure looked cute in her dance outfit though!!

...and we named it Jay Jr.

Poor Jay woke me up in the middle of the night saying he thought he had another kidney stone. He got up to go soak in the tub, after a while he felt good enough to lie down and eventually fell asleep, so we thought he had passed it. He woke up around 6 am in more pain and went for another soak in the bath tub. I felt so bad because there wasn't anything I could do to help him, so I just got the kids all ready and headed off to church. I came home to check on him between classes and he was still in pain but thought he might need to take a bath room break soon. Then I was back to church in case I was needed by one of the kids (potty break, diaper changes...the usual).
When we got home from church Jay brought me a little baggie with a surprise inside. He had passed his kidney stone!! All his other kidney stones had been so small he never even saw it.
You know how women always compare their newborns weight with the next newest mother, or how fishermen say the fish I caught was "this big"--holding up their arms as wide as they will go. Well I think Jay earned the bragging rights with his kidney stone. Everything we have read say that the stones are about the size of a grain of sand, and if they get much bigger, then they have to be surgically remove because they can't pass on their own.

Jay's kidney stone is on the left, the grain of sand is on the right.


We named it Jay Jr....if only we were so lucky to get another baby from all the pain he has gone through, then he might think it was worth it, as most new mothers do! They say passing a kidney stone is comparable pain to having a baby.