Happy 9th birthday Rylee!

Happy birthday little Puppy Bit! Rylee is 9 years old! WTHeck? Seriously this girl grows up so fast. She has been such a good easy kid, I feel like I am missing out. She is darling, to skinny for her skinny jeans, spunky, so much energy. She plays piano, gymnastics, basketball, soccer, and soon to start dance up again...wheew! She loves playing outside, loves to play with friends, but most of all loves to play with sisters!  Thanks for being so great Rylee!  We did a family birthday this year. We all went to Lagoon (minus Wes thank goodness) For her birthday dinner she chose steak and mashed potatoes yummy! Love you Pup Pup. Mommy.

Hmmm...a funny story this year about Rylee. She was at walmart with Grandma and they saw some floral jumpers that Grandma had bought my girls. Grandma asked Rylee if she had worn hers and Rylee replied that "well, they kindof look like polygamist dresses." And Grandma says, "but they are Hannah Montana dresses!"  To which Rylee replied "Hannah Montana is a polygamist????!!!" In shock!  Funny.

Poor Weston...under the lights...

Poor Weston has some really high jaundice numbers. He was at an 18.8, they hospitalize if babies are at 20. He has been in this little suitcase for almost a week. He is at home, but we are supposed to keep him under the lights as much as we can. His number has dropped to a 12.8, and I guess 8 is normal. We have to go to the lab at the hospital almost everyday which is a little bit of a pain in the butt, but hopefully not much longer.

Oh and the purple lips are because of thrush...that funny violet medicine. Works wonders! And the eyes have to be covered up while he is in there because of the bright lights. He could go blind! I was so paranoid about his eyes, that one afternoon I needed a little nap so bad. He was in the lights, and I put my hand on his chest so I could feel if he stirred at all and would wake up. Something startled me awake, and I guess I was in a pretty deep sleep. I looked at Weston and in my head, his crusty black umbilical cord was his eyeball, and there was two of them. It was horrifying, because I was awake! I thought I had burned his eyes out! But my brain registered after about 3 seconds, and he hadn't moved an inch during our nap.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BO!

Sophie turned 2 two days ago. We call her Bo. Sad, I didn't want that nickname, it reminds me of a redheaded stepchild boy in a trailer park, but it is what it is. It fits her now for sure. She may look adorable in these photos, don't let her fool you ....

She hit her terrible twos about 3-4 months ago. And she is textbook terrible! She has become an artist, filling our walls and couches with beautiful drawings and we rarely catch her in the act to bust her. She hasn't made it through nursery one time! (This never happened to her older sisters, I am not one of "those" mom's)
I can't take her out. Last week she cried for 35 minutes strait in walmart. My Mom comes with me often just to help me get groceries! It is that bad.

We still wouldn't trade her. She is SO cute! She doesn't talk much yet (shocker). She says... mama, dada, bamper (scamp), she askes for "NaNa" (nightmare before christmas.) side (outside). She asks for num a num....which is any food, but something really good like candy may get an extra num a num a num numm. Cheese, baba, nigh night...Oh she is good at sleeping. Has always been. My best sleeper by far. She sleeps in even! She goes to naps and bed on her own. Rarely cries. And she sleeps longer than the average 2 year old, probably because when she is awake she cannot sit still for a second. We LOVE baby BO!

Sad, sweet story...

This sweet little Pup and I were hanging out the other day just talking. She had overheard me earlier on the phone talking about the confirmed case of swine flu the renters in my parents house had. She didn't realize there were renters in the basement of Grandma's house, and we had been at Grandma's house for several hours that same day. I saw her face connect there was swine flu at Grandma's, and we were just there. Her eyes glistened up and she said "I guess heaven and earth are both good places to live...." I realized what she was saying, that she had been exposed, and thought she would die. She was coming to terms. It broke my heart. I gathered her tiny body in my arms and explained to her she wouldn't die. She was probably not even exposed at all. So sad, and so sweet. It breaks my heart and makes me tear up how sweet she is...

On a lighter note... A month ago Addie said to me, "Mom, my name is Addie right?" I said "well that is your nick name, your real name is Addison." She have me a funny look and said, "No Mom, Addison is my username." FUNNY!