So, here's an update on what's going on in our neck of the woods. We saw our first dusting of snow on Friday of last week. Of course, it's Oklahoma and the snow only stayed on the ground for part of the day. We are expected to have snow tonight though. YUCK! YUCK! YUCK!
The Christmas tree is up and the house is decorated...well as much as it can be. I bought Gera's stocking this year, and it's hanging up on the mantle, but I can't seem to locate the boys' stockings-imagine that. Time's ticking. Gera is doing surprisingly well with the tree, but I can't seem to keep the boys from playing with their Star Wars toys (and other numerous toys that I am not sure about) in the tree.
Aunt B was looking through a Toys'RUs Ad yesterday and showed W & J (nephew) a train table. W is fascinated with trains, so now he is harrassing us with the TRU ad wanting a train. We have M's train up on the bar counter and we can't keep him from messing with that. The kid is driving me batty with trains!!!
When it comes to G, it's a case of monkey see, monkey do. She has learned to climb and you really have to watch her. Now remember, she just turned one less than a month ago and she is climbing...up onto my dining table-TWICE in the last two days! GRR! Thanks W & J!
M is doing great in school and has started basketball practice. He has his first game on Saturday at 8 (OF THE AM--Woe is me!).
I have pictures of the kids in front of the tree and picture of G's stocking, but apparently I grabbed the wrong SD card. I'll post those soon.
Now...back to work...because that's all it seems I can do lately. God bless!
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Gearing up for Thanksgiving
So, the Bates are gearing up for Thanksgiving as is anyone else. My parents and my brother and his family are coming up to our neck of the woods to celebrate this weekend. We are doing Thanksgiving dinner with them.
B's family always has Thanksgiving lunch, and like any Bates event, it's a packed house. I know for sure there will most likely be 30+ there. That's just the ones I know will be there. If other come, we could hit the 40+ range. While from a numbers standpoint that just seems crazy, it's actually kind of nice to get to visit with everyone. It seems as the kids have gotten older, we don't get to see as much of the extended family as we like. It also reminds me a lot of the Thanksgivings and Christmases we used to have when I was a kid. I can remember some of my dad's brothers and sisters coming in to our house and we would have people sleeping in the attic, on a mattress in the kitchen floor, on couches, on floors, etc. Both of my parents come from large families, so I guess I'm kind of acclimated to the craziness.
Anyway, I hope you and yours have a happy and safe holiday. Just remember to stay out of my & B's way when we hit the roads on Friday for those early bird sales because that Star Wars toy belongs to one of our boys. :)
B's family always has Thanksgiving lunch, and like any Bates event, it's a packed house. I know for sure there will most likely be 30+ there. That's just the ones I know will be there. If other come, we could hit the 40+ range. While from a numbers standpoint that just seems crazy, it's actually kind of nice to get to visit with everyone. It seems as the kids have gotten older, we don't get to see as much of the extended family as we like. It also reminds me a lot of the Thanksgivings and Christmases we used to have when I was a kid. I can remember some of my dad's brothers and sisters coming in to our house and we would have people sleeping in the attic, on a mattress in the kitchen floor, on couches, on floors, etc. Both of my parents come from large families, so I guess I'm kind of acclimated to the craziness.
Anyway, I hope you and yours have a happy and safe holiday. Just remember to stay out of my & B's way when we hit the roads on Friday for those early bird sales because that Star Wars toy belongs to one of our boys. :)
Pleasant surprises
I received an email yesterday from M's kindergarten teacher. She had asked for M to come over and read to her kindergarten class. We agreed, but we put a caveat on it that it would be up for his 1st grade teacher to decide when he was ready. (We've had a few issues with M not completely his work as he should as such and we wanted to make it an incentive.) Mrs. S reported that M did a wonderful job. My mommy heart was just so full of pride! Well, wouldn't yours have been too?
Thursday, November 20, 2008
G's 1 yo checkup
Memaw took G into the doctor for me on Monday as I was still working on October numbers for work and really couldn't afford to take off, but I couldn't afford to not get G in either because it's time for flu shots. She is now 22.4 lbs. and 30.25 inches. She is passing her milestones with flying colors and is now stringing two word sentences together. She can say "Stop That," or "Get Up," among other things. She also said M for the first time Monday night. She's been walking for about 3 weeks now so she is really getting into everything. She's starting to cut her molars now, so we are going to work on weaning her off the bottle over the Christmas holiday since I will be home for five days straight. Wish us luck!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Watch out for foreign objects!
It's been a while since I have had a chance to write on the antics on one of the kids. Honestly, with my rupturing my eardrum and falling down a flight of stairs and breaking my arm, it's kind of been my year this year....until yesterday.
I'm sitting at my desk working on my October numbers (Yes, still!), when I notice a B'ville number pop up on my cell phone that looks vaguely like the number for M's school, so I answer my phone.
"Mrs. Bates? This is the nurse at M's school."
"Yes?"
"Either you or your husband is going to need to come pick M up from school. M has rocks in his ear."
That's all I heard. I didn't hear anything else after that because at that moment all I was seeing is red.
"Ok, let me see if I can reach his dad," and I hang up.
I forgot B was at a funeral yesterday afternoon. I call his cell-no answer. I call the office-no answer. I call his cell again-no answer. I call the main office number and ask if there is any notes on where he might be-at a funeral. Of course, I knew that!
I look at the clock. It's 3:30ish. I think to myself, "I'll give him 15 minutes. The funeral might not be over yet." After 15 minutes are up, I go ahead and leave work, call the school to let them know I have been unsuccessful in getting in touch with B and I am on my way. I'm on my way to the vehicle when B calls.
"What's going on?" I relay the story to him and he asks me to call the school and let them know he'll be there as soon as possible. He's bringing him into Tulsa to take him to the minor emergency.
I call Memaw and relay the story to her and she agrees to watch G & W while we take Genius into the ER. So B & I take M into the minor emergency because from what I could see while we were at Memaw's house, he did indeed have rocks in his ear. The nurse practitioner confirmed it.
The took him back into an exam room, put drops in his ear, made him lie still for 5 minutes and then one syringe or water later, the rocks were out. The boy felt absolutely no pain. He even had a little bit of fun. We made him do his homework while we were waiting and his math homework involved a domino game. I also thumb wrestled with him while he was having to lie still for the medicine to settle in his ear.
The boy walked out with 4 Star Wars stickers and the syringe they used to irrigate his ear. They asked if we wanted to take the rocks home as a souvenir; we declined. When we were walking out, M was just hopping along thinking that what had just occurred was no big issue. We informed him otherwise and the consequences are still up for consideration.
Boys!!!
I'm sitting at my desk working on my October numbers (Yes, still!), when I notice a B'ville number pop up on my cell phone that looks vaguely like the number for M's school, so I answer my phone.
"Mrs. Bates? This is the nurse at M's school."
"Yes?"
"Either you or your husband is going to need to come pick M up from school. M has rocks in his ear."
That's all I heard. I didn't hear anything else after that because at that moment all I was seeing is red.
"Ok, let me see if I can reach his dad," and I hang up.
I forgot B was at a funeral yesterday afternoon. I call his cell-no answer. I call the office-no answer. I call his cell again-no answer. I call the main office number and ask if there is any notes on where he might be-at a funeral. Of course, I knew that!
I look at the clock. It's 3:30ish. I think to myself, "I'll give him 15 minutes. The funeral might not be over yet." After 15 minutes are up, I go ahead and leave work, call the school to let them know I have been unsuccessful in getting in touch with B and I am on my way. I'm on my way to the vehicle when B calls.
"What's going on?" I relay the story to him and he asks me to call the school and let them know he'll be there as soon as possible. He's bringing him into Tulsa to take him to the minor emergency.
I call Memaw and relay the story to her and she agrees to watch G & W while we take Genius into the ER. So B & I take M into the minor emergency because from what I could see while we were at Memaw's house, he did indeed have rocks in his ear. The nurse practitioner confirmed it.
The took him back into an exam room, put drops in his ear, made him lie still for 5 minutes and then one syringe or water later, the rocks were out. The boy felt absolutely no pain. He even had a little bit of fun. We made him do his homework while we were waiting and his math homework involved a domino game. I also thumb wrestled with him while he was having to lie still for the medicine to settle in his ear.
The boy walked out with 4 Star Wars stickers and the syringe they used to irrigate his ear. They asked if we wanted to take the rocks home as a souvenir; we declined. When we were walking out, M was just hopping along thinking that what had just occurred was no big issue. We informed him otherwise and the consequences are still up for consideration.
Boys!!!
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