Snowmageddon



The kids got so silly they ended up
wearing their swim goggles
around the house.

Early last week every network channel news was predicting a major snow storm on Tuesday night; one they dubbed "Snowmageddon". Funny, I know.

Now, in Oklahoma one of two things happens when the weather people predict major storms - either we get nothing at all or we get a doozy of a storm. They are rarely half right. In this case, they were right on with the estimated arrival (seriously down to the actual hour it would start) and relative size of storm.

Thankfully Ian had gymnastics on Monday, as usual, but by 10:30pm that night, the ice and snow had arrived. And it continued. And continued. And continued. With snow falls of nearly 14 inches, drifts that were 2-3 feet deep, and actual air temperatures in the negative degrees (before factoring in wind chills), schools were closed from Tuesday through Friday. The kids and I remained in the house from Monday night until Saturday mid-day (other than a brief trip out to play in the snow). And if you've ever been home-bound with multiple children who don't just go to their room and play on their own, you know JUST how trying that amount of togetherness can be on everyone involved. Wow.

These are bar stool-height chairs on our
back patio. Deep snow!

The first few days were a breeze, all things considered. Daddy was home so they had an extra playmate and I had my trusty sidekick. We played hide-and-seek, board games, play-doh, painted pictures, made chocolate pudding, set up the train set, built a blanket fort...and after several days of repeating those activities, and a few others thrown in out of desperation, we got a reprieve when the temperatures went above freezing on Friday and the big thaw began. Mark was able to get to work that day. We were sad to see him go but I think he was a bit relieved to escape to the office for a bit.


And our sanity was saved when Gram and Papa Bob had the kids over for some playtime on Saturday so Mark and I could have a few hours of not being Mom and Dad. We were able to get out to church on Sunday and then saw Mark's parents and Aunt Nell that evening for dinner.

The kids taking a sled ride.

Despite the bitter temperatures we did manage to get the kids out into the snow on Thursday for some sledding, snow angels, and a few silly attempts at driving their "jeeps" into the snow. Boy did they need that outdoor time. Fun was had by all.

I could understand enduring this type of winter weather if we lived up north but this is so unusual for this region. You know it's an odd winter when Dallas gets six inches of snow.


The kids were convinced their "jeeps"
were tough enough for the snow.

With snow lingering nearly a week later, the weather people are predicting yet another big storm for tomorrow night that will potentially bring another 10" of snow with it. Arg!

I think every mother in our area is gritting their teeth at the thought of having these stir-crazy kids at home for several more days. I'm praying the forecasters are wrong this time!

Stay tuned....

Growing day by day

The kids are suddenly growing up super fast.

Ian can now completely dress/undress himself (other than doing the button on his jeans) and loves watching superhero cartoons like Spiderman and the Avengers on the computer in the evening.

He's told me several times that he doesn't want to watch some of the tv shows he used to love like Little Bear and Little Bill. He's matured in alot of his thinking and behaviors since his fourth birthday.

He's asking to do "grown up" things around the house. So now he does his usual chores like make his bed and pick up his toys but he also helps me set the table for dinner and he enjoys helping with the spray bottle when I dust or clean windows. Both kids love to help unload the dishwasher and I love the help. No broken dishes yet. :) Ian's new love is Legos. Much like his mother and father as children, Ian could lose track of time in his room alone with his Lego sets.

Both kids are quickly outgrowing their winter clothes. Their pants are short on them and Anna is wearing some tops in size 3T already. She wears a size 7 shoe and Ian wears a size 10. There is only about an eight pound difference between the two kids and Anna is starting to shoot up in height, too.

Anna has learned several new signs (please and help) and uses them often. She tries to say the word Help but it comes out as more of a grunt with an "H" sound on the front end. But having about a half dozen signs to use has really lowered her frustration level when communicating. She loves to say "Ma-mama", "Mine" and "Ouch" here lately. Everything she sees - from animals in a book to a large tree in the yard is a "Mama" to something else. She is wild about wood puzzles and her new fascination with the Let's Go Fishin' game is too funny. She turns the game on then catches the fish as they rotate around with just her fingers. Then she squawks because the fish are "biting" her and she can't get them off her finger. I take the fish off her finger and within minutes she'll do it again. She carries the game around the house (while it's turned on) and then dumps them all out on the kitchen floor. She loves magnetic puzzle toys, Ian's TAG pen, and lift-the-flap books. If the house gets quiet I know I'll find her reading her books or doing wooden puzzles in the playroom.

We're a bit happy (in a nostalgic sort of way) that Anna is really starting to enjoy tv shows like Curious George, Caillou and Little Bear. Much like Ian did at this age, Anna sleeps with an entourage. Her buddies are a Gloworm, her baby doll, her Monkey lovie, two pappies (pacifiers), and her big PB Kids blanket my cousin Julie sent her when she was born. And since she's in a toddler bed, she now just gets up and comes out to the living room when she wakes up...entourage in tow.

I'm so proud of both kids and how they are developing, learning and growing.

Ian has the softest heart of any child I've ever known. He often says he saves the kisses we give him and puts them in his heart. Or he will say, "Mama, you are a genius." Or, "Daddy, you are amazing." He's so genuine. He already has several little "girl" friends at school. One girl, JJ, just beams when he shows up on Wednesday. She runs up to him, hugs him and tells him she's happy to see him. And he gladly holds her hand and goes off into the classroom to play.

And Anna is just so smart and independent. She has no lack of confidence. She will try anything she sees Ian or another child do and as soon as Brother gets to do something, she wants the same privilege.

I absolutely love watching the kids do something new all on their own or learn something new. But a part of me, as each parent feels at some point, wishes they'd stay this young, innocent and precious for a few more years.

Family sickness update

I'm thrilled to say our entire household is finally on the mend.

Anna is now off the Amoxicillin and seems to be congestion and ear infection free. Praise God!

Ian saw our family physician (who is also a pediatrician) last Friday because of a rough, barking cough. Doc ordered a chest x-ray and it showed that he had a form of the flu that settles in the throat and lungs. It causes swelling of the throat so it is hard to eat and breathe, along with a harsh dry cough. We started him on a steroid that night and his cough got worse on Saturday.  Poor little guy coughed non-stop (no kidding) until he was either napping or asleep for the night. But by Sunday the cough was more normal and was only happening every fifteen minutes or so. By Monday he was nearly back to normal and the meds were finished. Amazing. We're so thankful to God that both kids are getting back to normal and nearly healthy.

This Friday the weather is supposed to be gorgeous with highs near 70 degrees so we're really anticipating a fun trip to the zoo to celebrate the weather and healthy kids!!

Mercy me!

Mercy me, mercy me. The past few weeks have been a constant struggle for everyone in our household because of ongoing illness. After having a really bad sinus infection that lasted weeks, Mark has finally started to overcome a persistent cough that has hung on since Thanksgiving - yes, November!

The month of January has been one full of sickness. If January brings sickness, does February bring amazing health?? I hope so.

Just when we think one of the kids is over his or her illness, a new symptom pops up. Or one child gets well just in time for the other to come down with something. I feel like we live at Mercy medical doctor's office these days.



Anna resting on the couch
with Baby this morning.


Anna has been prone to ear infections since she was a baby. It seems as though each time she has any cold or illness that involves drainage, she will invariably get a single or double ear infection. She seemed to be doing well despite having a cold, until the middle of the night Saturday when we heard her through the monitor. She started coughing so hard she gagged and then threw up - everywhere! She soaked her bed, her clothes, her lovies, blankets, carpet...everything. We got her bathed and dressed, got new bedding on her bed and got her back to sleep. We thought it was a fluke. Not so lucky. Sunday night just before 9pm it started again. But that night she threw up nearly every hour and a half throughout the night and into the early morning. I think I did three loads of laundry overnight - thank goodness for the eight or so crib sheets and water pads we own because we went through every single one. Mark and I were wiped out by Monday morning but poor Anna was just spent. She wouldn't eat, didn't want her milk (and I know why after cleaning up countless messes full of stinky spoiled milk), and was just so lethargic. I got her into the pediatrician on Monday and was told she had an ear infection in the left ear. So she's on a combination of Amoxicillin for the infection, a super strong anti-nausea med, and a cough suppressant. Poor little girl just squirms when she sees those medicine droppers coming her way. She was doing pretty good - eating bland foods and keeping them down - until today. She had another round of coughing, phlegm and gagging so hard that she threw up again just after 8am - all over her bed, of course.

Mark took Ian to Mercy's after-hours office on Tuesday night after he kept complaining of pain within his right ear. It wasn't an ear infection and he was tested for flu and strep B - both tests were negative, thankfully. He was diagnosed with a sinus infection so he's on an antibiotic and cough medicine but his dry cough progressed to a very rough "barking" cough as of tonight. He had such a strong cough attack that he threw up twice in his car seat this evening.  So we're headed back to the Mercy pediatric office tomorrow in hopes to hear this not a sign of something more severe.

I never fully realized getting thrown up on repeatedly was in the "mom" job description. Ack! I think that was hidden way down at the bottom with items like "you won't get a shower until the kids are either napping, at school or in bed for the night" and "the mints in your car door pocket aren't for date nights - they're in case you are so preoccupied with getting the kids ready for school that you forget to brush your own teeth" and "you'll never need an alarm clock again because your four year old will come into your room at 6:01am to tell you that his clock says it's okay to get up...and can he go get his sister up, too?"

All that being said, as tough as most days are - mentally, emotionally and physically - I can't imagine my life without these two little blessings. I can't imagine not being "mom" to Ian and Anna and all that comes with that title - the good, the bad AND the ugly alike. These kids make me beam with pride, melt with pure love, and laugh until it hurts. And because they bless Mark and me so deeply, we will do whatever we need to do (day or night) to take care of them. We're praying for healing and complete family health in our house soon. Or I might just have to get my pediatricians' personal cell phone number on speed dial!