Ah, yes. Here I am. We (the five of us) have been out of town visiting my parentals and sister, et al, the last weekish, so I have not been blogging. I do hope everyone had a wonderful holiday without me!!
Last Wednesday night, we had John and Peter over for dinner and a little Christmasing. It was then that we gave the kids their gifts. Well, Peter and Lydia set up Lydia’s new train set and all its little parts. All of the billions and billions of various toy parts were spread all over the living room. Not much of that scene had changed when we went to bed that night. When we left for Oklahoma last Thursday morning, we left the house in a state of, eh, dismal disarray, you could call it. I hate doing that, by the way. Anyway, when we got back last night, Lydia stood in the living room surveying the aftermath while we unloaded the car. She got my attention and proclaimed in a loud and expert-like 3 year-old voice, “There’s a little bit of a mess here. You might clean it up after we go to bed. ‘Cause it’s really dirty.” (I wrote it down word-for-word so I would get it right.) I almost fell on the floor laughing. If it weren’t so sickeningly true.
So I have a little bit o’ cleaning to complete before I go to the grocery store (because our food storage consists of 2 hot dogs and half a bag of tired salad. Not good for 5 people. Five people who don’t care for wilted, soggified lettuce. But I digress….). Anyway, I must needs pick up a bit. Later!
Hope your holidays were/are wonderful!!
First, thank you for asking. Yes, I am still alive. My sinuses are currently of questionable status, but I am in physical, bodily existence.
Second, I had to take the baby to the doctor’s office this morning and he (the doctor, not the baby) made the diagnosis of ….(anyone?)….”classic pink eye”. So, in just a little less than 2 weeks, conjunctivitis has made a thorough sweep of our house. (I actually contracted it this past Saturday morning, for those of you keeping score.) In other news, the pediatrician’s entire office staff knows us extremely well and even greeted me by name this morning. “Hello, Mrs. Dishman!” and “Good morning, Mrs. Dishman!” It was not the usual nurse who called our name and took us into an examining room, but The Doctor Himself who came to retrieve us. I really like our pediatrician and his staff. I even bribed them with a Christmas goodie (Harry & David’s Malted Milk Balls) and asked for their home phone numbers in case I needed them over the holidays. They laughed at me. Interestingly, since the pink eye has desolated the whole family, the doctor thinks that it is viral, so he recommended we go home and wait it out. So here we are. Hopefully, we will keep our Christmas plans and everyone will be healthy.
Thirdly, I (meaning “Mark and I”) started Christmas shopping (yes, I said “started”) via Amazon.com last Thursday evening and just today, everything was delivered. Ta-da! We are about 90% finished Christmas shopping. And it feels good. Except for those nasty shipping charges that procrastinators like ourselves always seem to incur. OUCH! Oh well. It’s done. Well, mostly done. And it feels better than it did last Thursday when we had nothing under our tree.
Fourthly, we have wonderful news. Our brilliant 3 year-old, Lydia, has now stayed dry (if you know what I mean) for the better of 4 days. Being a major pessimist, I’m waiting for the proverbial flood, but I have a sliver of hope that this really IS the end of wetness and the beginning of Dora and Hello Kitty underwear. I’m ready.
Finally, I know there is lots more to post, but once again, tiny people are crying. I deplore using that as an excuse, but I assure you it is not an excuse. BELIEVE ME!
Insert large appendage.
It’s true. My “head cold” is gathering strength and plotting a sinus attack, I fear. I think my head will explode if I’m not careful (and not because of any thinking that might be going on in there).
I have lots to blog about, but maybe I’ll get to it after the kids go down for naps….Maybe! (That probably means sometime next week. ha ha ha)
Mark - Better. He had double pink eye since the last time I posted about illnesses.
Susanna - Nothin’
Lydia - Nothin’
Luke - Never anything except minor minor sniffles. Might even call them “sniffs”.
Me - Nothing until this morning. Probably a head cold. My voice *sounds* funny inside my head, but I don’t know how it sounds to those outside my head.
So we are on the mend. Except for the toaster oven. Stay tuned.
(It’s a deep subject) Insert groans here….
It looks as if I’ve posted the last entry twice. So it does. Ah, well. Someday I will have this MT thing worked out. But probably not today. On with the posting….
Here is a token cute smiling baby picture:
I promise someday to post those Halloween pictures. But everytime I sit down to do that, someone starts crying. I think I now know why every mother of three children (that I personally know) eats lunch at 3:30pm. But of course, that’s another post.
I hope to be back before the sun sets today. We’ll see.
And now, another random, heterogeneous post….
First, the Illness Update:
Mark - pink eye and cold, complete with “the coughing (as the girls call it)”
Susanna - cut up hand (more about this later)
Lydia - originator of pink eye, mostly finished, still on drugs, also has a touch of the cold virus.
Luke - ditto on the cold virus. Must have sore throat. Even his crying sounds hoarse. Sad.
Me? Absolutely nothin’. I don’t think I could catch any of this stuff if I wanted to. My head has rolled all over Lydia’s pillow (we were playing Tickle Me Lydia) and of course, I’m still nursing Luke. I must have a nice strong immune system. Or something.
Back to Susanna’s hand story….I only heard this secondhand, because at the time of the accident, I was taking Lydia to the doctor for her pink eye stuff. Mark had Susanna at church Thursday night and was taking her to the bathroom when the door closed on her hand. She doesn’t get too upset about anything, but she kept wailing and when he got a good look at her hand, it was all bloody. He first thought it might be broken, but I guess it was just cut up real bad. So he found the church’s first aid kit and taped her all up. That list above all happened within the 24 hours beginning Thursday evening until Friday evening when Mark’s eyelids were super swollen and the left eye itself was completely bloodshot. We’ll see what happens. Well, that’s all for the Illness Update for now.
In other news, our toaster oven is toast. The element itself (not burnt-on food stuck to it) caught on fire yesterday while I was making breakfast for the kids. Quite entertaining, it was. I stood there watching it, but “FIRE!” did not register for a full 10 seconds. Funny how that can happen. Anyway, I guess we need a new one.
It’s really sad that the only news I can come up with is about how sick everyone is (or isn’t) and the state of our kitchen appliances. ::sigh::
OK, I’m wanted for some infant triage. I’m going to post those ancient Halloween pictures when I come back.