Saturday, August 30, 2008
Grayson is 10 weeks old!
Grayson is 10 weeks old! I have been breastfeeding him for 10 weeks now. That's 1/5 of my goal. That means he is 1/5 of the way to turning 1 also which seems like it's right around the corner. I feel like we have this feeding thing down pat! I had so many issues with the other 2, I never thought I would make it this far. I'm proud of myself....and him. We nurse in public with the help of the "Hooter Hider" nursing cover. We nurse laying in bed for our 1 night time feeding. He is somewhat on a routine (schedule if you call it that, I prefer routine). He is getting to be quite the chunky monkey. He's pretty smart too. He beat both Kaylee and Brayden in the rolling over department. He started rolling over from front to back at 8 1/2 weeks. Kaylee was 10 1/2 weeks and Brayden didn't do it until 11 1/2 weeks. I guess my milk is giving him LOTS of brain juice. He is also outgrowing his 0-3 month clothes (sad face). I just keep telling myself to hang in there. I really enjoy it, although I do feel somewhat overwhelmed being the only one who can feed him. I have tons of milk stored, but I would just rather feed him myself if I'm available because he actually nurses faster than he takes a bottle. Plus, I leak like CRAZY still. So, nothing new to report. His stitches are healing fast. He goes for his helmet fitting on the 3rd. He's growing up too fast. I'm trying to enjoy every minute of it since I KNOW he's my last. (Chris is getting snipped in a few weeks) I am savoring every smile, every grin, and every milestone that he crosses. I have even put off chores (gasp!) just to spend more time holding him or staring at him. Laundry can wait. My dream in life was to be a mommy, and I am enjoying it to the fullest!
Friday, August 29, 2008
Kaylee's First Week of School
Kaylee is officially a Kindergartener. As her mommy, I was not anxious for this day. It marks the first official day of "growing up". I'm not ready for my baby girl to grow up. I will miss her being so helpful with her little brothers. I will miss her lengthy nonsense babbling in an attempt to keep herself from napping. I will miss her asking me a million questions about the earth, and everything in it...things I don't have the answers to. I will miss her whining....wait, did I just say that out loud? I will miss everything about her. I know, she's only gone for 7 hours, but still.......this is new territory for me. Ok, so it's not about me......it's about her. I know this. She's growing up, and I can't stop it. (I will try and turn off the tears now)
Sunday night, she was so nervous that she almost made herself sick. Her tummy hurt. She cried all day over everything and nothing. I finally sat her down and asked her what was wrong. She was nervous, she replied. Nervous about what? Afraid she would not know all the answers, afraid she wouldn't make friends (Ya, right, have you met my daughter, the social butterfly?) and afraid she would get lost (hhhm, could have something to do with the fact that Mommy got lost last Thursday at meet the teacher night?). I assured her that it was OK to be nervous, but that everything would be ok. She has the help of her teacher, the student teacher, and all the grown-ups at the school. I told her she has NEVER had problems making friends, and that she would probably make a friend on the first day.
We were right. Monday, she met a friend. We asked what the friend's name was. She couldn't remember, but it starts with a "D". I had to snicker at this. So did Chris....he always laughs at me when I swear something starts with a certain letter....SWEAR IT...and I am usually wrong....WAY wrong. (that's the ONLY thing I am EVER wrong about, by the way...hehehe) But, she did good. Her teacher played a scavenger hunt game with the class where they had to go around the school looking for certain people with a shape on them (nurse, librarian, gym teacher, music teacher, etc). Wish they would have had that on meet the teacher night...maybe I wouldn't have gotten us lost..... 2 times.
Tuesday, we asked her if she remembered her friends name. Nope, she talks too quiet and I still didn't hear her.
Wednesday, she finally remembered her friends name....Daylyn. Not sure how to spell it, but that's how you pronounce it anyways.
Thursday, she had another good day. She's getting smart...WAY too smart.
Friday, she had to see the nurse. She handed me a note when she got in the car. I was like "uh-oh" I read the diagnosis....."chapped lips" I think I laughed out loud. She went twice that day to have vaseline put on her chapped lips. Her friend had to go to...the friend who's name she couldn't remember.....because her strap from her flip flop came loose, so the nurse had to tape it back on. Poor nurse. I wonder how much of her day goes to stuff like this. What a wonderful lady.
She has a long 3-day fun filled weekend ahead of her. Then, back to school on Tuesday. I'm not used to us getting up that early, but we'll get in a routine soon.
(eating her breakfast before her first day of school)
(she's ready to go)
(Wednesday's outfit, too cute not to snap a picture of)
Geesh, she looks so grown up already. I'm about to cry.
A friend of mine sent me this and I thought it was too good not to share.
A Kiss for Kindergarten
Tomorrow is the day my child will go to Kindergarten for the first time. A whole new world opens up to you then. You are ready to meet it. You’ve handled your new Kindergarten clothes so many times in anticipation of the day you would wear them.
But I wonder how ready your parents are for this new life of yours? If I could, I’d hold you back just a little longer, closer to me, where I can shelter your world and share your life.
Tomorrow when you take my hand for the walk to school, I will be the one who dawdles. When you reach the school door, you’ll leave me, anxious to join the others. You’ll walk through it as the others have done without a backward glance. There I’ll stand wanting to shed a few tears because my baby has become a little child. But, I won’t cry. Instead I’ll concentrate on being proud. Proud that we have made you secure enough in five years to stand on your own for a little while before racing home to share the news of the day. How we’ve built so much security, I don’t know. All we’ve done is LOVE you.
Tomorrow you will meet the ultimate authority. Soon you will tell me with complete confidence what has to be done because “the Teacher says.” I must surrender part of my position to another who is about to enter your life and your heart. No longer will I know all your friends. Tomorrow you will broaden horizons and meet other children, I shall know only through your tales of the school room.
You will soon learn to keep your own little secrets as you master the art of making Christmas presents, and someone else’s hands will help you to do it. But there is much for us to share this year as you tell me what “Teacher said” and “Joey did”. And I will listen enchanted as I view the new world through your eyes.
It’s so hard to let you go, my child. For five years you have been my companion. Tomorrow I begin a new life too. Yes, I hate to see you leave behind the sheltered world of home but I will always be with you. Love reaches beyond the doors of school rooms, beyond the boundaries of neighborhoods, beyond time and place.
In the morning, I will help you put on your new crisps clothes and we will be on our way. But tonight – tonight for the last time, you are simply my baby. I hold you now at bedtime just a little longer, cuddle you just a bit closer, give you one more kiss before saying goodnight. In your excitement, you don’t notice my stealing that extra kiss. I need it for kindergarten.
Adapted from Family Digest
Are you crying too?
Sunday night, she was so nervous that she almost made herself sick. Her tummy hurt. She cried all day over everything and nothing. I finally sat her down and asked her what was wrong. She was nervous, she replied. Nervous about what? Afraid she would not know all the answers, afraid she wouldn't make friends (Ya, right, have you met my daughter, the social butterfly?) and afraid she would get lost (hhhm, could have something to do with the fact that Mommy got lost last Thursday at meet the teacher night?). I assured her that it was OK to be nervous, but that everything would be ok. She has the help of her teacher, the student teacher, and all the grown-ups at the school. I told her she has NEVER had problems making friends, and that she would probably make a friend on the first day.
We were right. Monday, she met a friend. We asked what the friend's name was. She couldn't remember, but it starts with a "D". I had to snicker at this. So did Chris....he always laughs at me when I swear something starts with a certain letter....SWEAR IT...and I am usually wrong....WAY wrong. (that's the ONLY thing I am EVER wrong about, by the way...hehehe) But, she did good. Her teacher played a scavenger hunt game with the class where they had to go around the school looking for certain people with a shape on them (nurse, librarian, gym teacher, music teacher, etc). Wish they would have had that on meet the teacher night...maybe I wouldn't have gotten us lost..... 2 times.
Tuesday, we asked her if she remembered her friends name. Nope, she talks too quiet and I still didn't hear her.
Wednesday, she finally remembered her friends name....Daylyn. Not sure how to spell it, but that's how you pronounce it anyways.
Thursday, she had another good day. She's getting smart...WAY too smart.
Friday, she had to see the nurse. She handed me a note when she got in the car. I was like "uh-oh" I read the diagnosis....."chapped lips" I think I laughed out loud. She went twice that day to have vaseline put on her chapped lips. Her friend had to go to...the friend who's name she couldn't remember.....because her strap from her flip flop came loose, so the nurse had to tape it back on. Poor nurse. I wonder how much of her day goes to stuff like this. What a wonderful lady.
She has a long 3-day fun filled weekend ahead of her. Then, back to school on Tuesday. I'm not used to us getting up that early, but we'll get in a routine soon.
(eating her breakfast before her first day of school)
(she's ready to go)
(Wednesday's outfit, too cute not to snap a picture of)
Geesh, she looks so grown up already. I'm about to cry.
A friend of mine sent me this and I thought it was too good not to share.
A Kiss for Kindergarten
Tomorrow is the day my child will go to Kindergarten for the first time. A whole new world opens up to you then. You are ready to meet it. You’ve handled your new Kindergarten clothes so many times in anticipation of the day you would wear them.
But I wonder how ready your parents are for this new life of yours? If I could, I’d hold you back just a little longer, closer to me, where I can shelter your world and share your life.
Tomorrow when you take my hand for the walk to school, I will be the one who dawdles. When you reach the school door, you’ll leave me, anxious to join the others. You’ll walk through it as the others have done without a backward glance. There I’ll stand wanting to shed a few tears because my baby has become a little child. But, I won’t cry. Instead I’ll concentrate on being proud. Proud that we have made you secure enough in five years to stand on your own for a little while before racing home to share the news of the day. How we’ve built so much security, I don’t know. All we’ve done is LOVE you.
Tomorrow you will meet the ultimate authority. Soon you will tell me with complete confidence what has to be done because “the Teacher says.” I must surrender part of my position to another who is about to enter your life and your heart. No longer will I know all your friends. Tomorrow you will broaden horizons and meet other children, I shall know only through your tales of the school room.
You will soon learn to keep your own little secrets as you master the art of making Christmas presents, and someone else’s hands will help you to do it. But there is much for us to share this year as you tell me what “Teacher said” and “Joey did”. And I will listen enchanted as I view the new world through your eyes.
It’s so hard to let you go, my child. For five years you have been my companion. Tomorrow I begin a new life too. Yes, I hate to see you leave behind the sheltered world of home but I will always be with you. Love reaches beyond the doors of school rooms, beyond the boundaries of neighborhoods, beyond time and place.
In the morning, I will help you put on your new crisps clothes and we will be on our way. But tonight – tonight for the last time, you are simply my baby. I hold you now at bedtime just a little longer, cuddle you just a bit closer, give you one more kiss before saying goodnight. In your excitement, you don’t notice my stealing that extra kiss. I need it for kindergarten.
Adapted from Family Digest
Are you crying too?
Thursday, August 28, 2008
27 Pancakes
My son, a picky eater, has only a handful of things I can get him to eat. French fries, Chicken nuggets, Cheeseburgers, Chips and cheese (mexican food), and anything that has the word "cookie" in it. (In my vocabulary, I call granola bars, nutri-grain bars, and anything else that resembles a sweet snack... a cookie, just so he'll eat it) He eats so healthy right? I blame myself because that's basically what I ate when I was pregnant with him....hehehe. We've recently added "popcorn plates" to our menu too. These are chocolate chip rice cakes, that I purchased for ME when I joined Weight Watchers again this time, but if he'll eat them, I'll gladly share.
I ask my children what they want for breakfast and lunch, just so that A.) they feel like they are making a grown up decision, and B.) I dont have to bother making something only for them to reject it as soon as I put it on the table. So, I let them choose those meals, and I get to pick what's for dinner. It really makes my life easier.
Tuesday, I ask Brayden what he wants for breakfast. We're in a hurry so that we can get Kaylee off to school in time. He looks in the freezer and picks the Eggo Mini Pancakes. Cool! Microwaveable, quick, easy, and he can eat them in the car if needed. So, I heat him up 6 mini pancakes. He scarfs them down. We take Kaylee to school. We get home. He wants more. So, I make him 3 more for a snack. Lunch, same thing....he wants pancakes. Ok, if that's what my baby wants, that's what my baby gets. I heat up 9 more. He takes a while to eat the last 3 or 4, so he ends up taking them into his bed with him as he watches a movie and prepares for nap. I go check on him 15 minutes later...pancakes are gone, tummy is full, and he is ZONKED out. So, 18 pancakes in 1 day! Granted, they are mini pancakes, but still....are we tired of them yet?
Nope! Wednesday morning, I ask again, what he would like for breakfast....I get this..."Pancakes...lotta pancakes!" Ok, 9 more pancakes....in a bowl...in the car.
MY SON ATE 27 PANCAKES IN 2 DAYS! Holy Cow!
I ask my children what they want for breakfast and lunch, just so that A.) they feel like they are making a grown up decision, and B.) I dont have to bother making something only for them to reject it as soon as I put it on the table. So, I let them choose those meals, and I get to pick what's for dinner. It really makes my life easier.
Tuesday, I ask Brayden what he wants for breakfast. We're in a hurry so that we can get Kaylee off to school in time. He looks in the freezer and picks the Eggo Mini Pancakes. Cool! Microwaveable, quick, easy, and he can eat them in the car if needed. So, I heat him up 6 mini pancakes. He scarfs them down. We take Kaylee to school. We get home. He wants more. So, I make him 3 more for a snack. Lunch, same thing....he wants pancakes. Ok, if that's what my baby wants, that's what my baby gets. I heat up 9 more. He takes a while to eat the last 3 or 4, so he ends up taking them into his bed with him as he watches a movie and prepares for nap. I go check on him 15 minutes later...pancakes are gone, tummy is full, and he is ZONKED out. So, 18 pancakes in 1 day! Granted, they are mini pancakes, but still....are we tired of them yet?
Nope! Wednesday morning, I ask again, what he would like for breakfast....I get this..."Pancakes...lotta pancakes!" Ok, 9 more pancakes....in a bowl...in the car.
MY SON ATE 27 PANCAKES IN 2 DAYS! Holy Cow!
Friday, August 22, 2008
2 Week Post Op
Grayson is 9 weeks old today! It's been 2 weeks since his surgery and he is healing up so nicely. He is back to his normal self. He lets me get a break now too, and he likes being in his swing and his bouncy chair so I don't have to hold him non stop. He went through a growth spurt last week, and he's back to sleeping more than 3 hours at night at a time. He actually gave us a 4.5 and a 5 hour stretch last night. Mimi came over today and he loved snuggling in her arms. If he gets fussy and I sing "You are my Sunshine" he calms down quickly. He loves when Mommy sings that song to him. His head looks so normal now, it's hard to even tell that he had surgery (except for the scar). We're actually both leaving him for the first time tomorrow so we can go celebrate our anniversary. I bet I don't make it more than 4 hours without him. :)
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
The Boys checkups and Stats
We took the boys to the doctor today for their checkups.
Brayden was first and he had his 3 yr checkup. He weighed 33 pounds and is 37" tall. Both numbers are in the 50% on the growth chart. He is doing well for development and is doing everything he is supposed to be doing. Some memorable moments of his second year:
He started preschool last year, right after he turned 2.
He also helped us break the news of his new sibling on the way at our Thanksgiving dinner.
He sat on Santa's lap this year without crying. (this is his school holiday picture)
He moved into his big boy room in January. We made him a NASCAR room and he LOVES it!
He potty trained in May at the age of 32 months (2yrs 8 months for those non-mommy's)
Part of his potty training rewards was a train table, when he fully mastered both pee and poo in the potty.
And, finally, he sported a very cool mohawk for most of the year. We're currently debating cutting it off or letting him keep it. He also has a love for pancakes like Mommy.....
Grayson had his 2 month check up next, and he weighs 11 lbs 4 oz now (up from 7lbs 15oz at birth) and is 23 inches long (up from 20 inches at birth)! He is growing very well. He is also in the 50th% for both height and weight. His head is in the 95th% right now (16 3/4 inches), but it's also still a bit swollen, so the measurement wasn't the most accurate. (I say he has lots of brains up there) He had to get his first round of shots, and he did very well. I had to leave to go to the bathroom b/c I can't stand to hear him cry, so Daddy had to comfort him during that part. Grayson is starting to coo and talk to us, and he rolled over last week on his own from front to back. He has been smiling for a few weeks too, especially when Mommy talks to him. His head control is getting better each day too and he is reaching for objects in front of him.
Here are some pictures of his second month:
Yep, he is doing that......
Grams and Grandpa holding him
Well, that's all that is new in our house this week.
Brayden was first and he had his 3 yr checkup. He weighed 33 pounds and is 37" tall. Both numbers are in the 50% on the growth chart. He is doing well for development and is doing everything he is supposed to be doing. Some memorable moments of his second year:
He started preschool last year, right after he turned 2.
He also helped us break the news of his new sibling on the way at our Thanksgiving dinner.
He sat on Santa's lap this year without crying. (this is his school holiday picture)
He moved into his big boy room in January. We made him a NASCAR room and he LOVES it!
He potty trained in May at the age of 32 months (2yrs 8 months for those non-mommy's)
Part of his potty training rewards was a train table, when he fully mastered both pee and poo in the potty.
And, finally, he sported a very cool mohawk for most of the year. We're currently debating cutting it off or letting him keep it. He also has a love for pancakes like Mommy.....
Grayson had his 2 month check up next, and he weighs 11 lbs 4 oz now (up from 7lbs 15oz at birth) and is 23 inches long (up from 20 inches at birth)! He is growing very well. He is also in the 50th% for both height and weight. His head is in the 95th% right now (16 3/4 inches), but it's also still a bit swollen, so the measurement wasn't the most accurate. (I say he has lots of brains up there) He had to get his first round of shots, and he did very well. I had to leave to go to the bathroom b/c I can't stand to hear him cry, so Daddy had to comfort him during that part. Grayson is starting to coo and talk to us, and he rolled over last week on his own from front to back. He has been smiling for a few weeks too, especially when Mommy talks to him. His head control is getting better each day too and he is reaching for objects in front of him.
Here are some pictures of his second month:
Yep, he is doing that......
Grams and Grandpa holding him
Well, that's all that is new in our house this week.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Kaylee's First Dance Class
In our house, in an attempt to not go COMPLETELY broke by having a girl, I made a deal with Kaylee(yes, I make deals with my 5 yr old). Once she was in Kindergarten, which is FREE, and I wasn't paying for Mothers Day Out anymore, I would let her take some extra cirricular activities. She wanted to take Dance, Gymnastics (pronounced by her as "JEWnastics") AND soccer. Wait, wait, wait.... you only get to choose one per year please....or it was pointless to make said deal since that would all cost me WAY more than her entire year of Pre-K. So, she chose Dance class for this year, gymnastics next year, and soccer the next. That,.... I can handle!
All summer long I have been getting drilled about when dance starts. I put it on her calendar, I showed her on my calendar, we went over the days of the week again so she would remember.....to no avail. Finally, the weekend before dance class starts, the countdown is on! She is literally counting down the days, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday!
Tuesday, she was at Grams house in the morning. She was so concerned that she wouldn't be home in time to get ready. She got home in plenty of time to change into her dance outfit, let me put her hair in a bun, and gather her tap and ballet shoes into a bag. (I think she looks absolutely adorable, with her cute little butt in the leotard, skinny legs sticking out from underneath her tu-tu, and hair pulled back softly into a bun. She suddenly looks so grown up too. I'm about to cry....my baby girl is growing up WAY too fast!) I can't help but smile.....and pinch her butt.
So, we go to the dance studio, and all the moms wait outside in the hallway while the little ballerina's all walk so gently into class with their ballet slippers on. (Again, she amazes me by how fast she has grown up.) They close the door and we wait outside for an hour. (Us Moms only get to peek in through the window on the first class of each month) When class is over, she gets to choose a piece of candy and she comes running over to me. (She asks if she can save her candy for tomorrow since it's already almost bedtime and that's way too much sugar before bed....she makes me so proud!) As we're walking out to the car I ask her about her class and the conversation goes a little something like this:
Mommy: "So, how was class?"
Kaylee: "Good"
Mommy: "What did you learn?"
Kaylee: "Dance"
Mommy: "What is your teachers name?"
Kaylee: "I dunno"
Mommy: "Did you have fun?"
Kaylee: "Yeah"
Mommy: "Do you want to keep doing dance?"
Kaylee: "Yes"
Mommy: "well, tell me all about it...what did you do first?"
Kaylee: "We Stretched"
Mommy: "then what?"
Kaylee: "freeze dance"
Mommy: "what's that?"
Kaylee: "Where you dance and when the music stops, you freeze"
(oh duh)
Mommy: "then what?"
Kaylee: "That's it"
(glad to see where my money is going)
(She got those conversation skills from her Daddy, apparently)
So, we get in the car and go back over to Grams house where she promised to show me the moves she learned when we get there. We walk in and she suddenly turns shy.....my 5 yr old social butterfly that has never met a stranger in her life, is hiding behind me! I am STUNNED! (as is everybody else who is reading this who has ever met my social butterfly) She didn't want to show the moves to Grams either. Grams, Aunt Casey, and Madison all sat down to watch Kaylee put on her show and she just stood there. She wouldn't even let Grams take pictures without a pouty face. Later I find out that she didn't want to put on a show because she was worried that people would make fun of her if she got a move wrong, or messed up. Geesh, sounds like her mommy! (That is why I don't dance, in case you were wondering, but I have NEVER said that out loud to her) She finally let Grams get a few pictures after all the rest of us left the room.
So, she loves dance, although you would never guess it from this post! Maybe next week, I'll get better answers out of her, and she may be a tad bit more excited and back to her normal bubbly self after class. Over the past few days, I have since learned that she jumped and "ballayed" across the floor, and learned first position and plia. Oh, and she stretched to Miley Cyrus....which she enjoyed!
She will also get to be in the local town Christmas Parade and she has a recital at the end of the season. I'm sure I'll have plenty of pictures from that one!
All summer long I have been getting drilled about when dance starts. I put it on her calendar, I showed her on my calendar, we went over the days of the week again so she would remember.....to no avail. Finally, the weekend before dance class starts, the countdown is on! She is literally counting down the days, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday!
Tuesday, she was at Grams house in the morning. She was so concerned that she wouldn't be home in time to get ready. She got home in plenty of time to change into her dance outfit, let me put her hair in a bun, and gather her tap and ballet shoes into a bag. (I think she looks absolutely adorable, with her cute little butt in the leotard, skinny legs sticking out from underneath her tu-tu, and hair pulled back softly into a bun. She suddenly looks so grown up too. I'm about to cry....my baby girl is growing up WAY too fast!) I can't help but smile.....and pinch her butt.
So, we go to the dance studio, and all the moms wait outside in the hallway while the little ballerina's all walk so gently into class with their ballet slippers on. (Again, she amazes me by how fast she has grown up.) They close the door and we wait outside for an hour. (Us Moms only get to peek in through the window on the first class of each month) When class is over, she gets to choose a piece of candy and she comes running over to me. (She asks if she can save her candy for tomorrow since it's already almost bedtime and that's way too much sugar before bed....she makes me so proud!) As we're walking out to the car I ask her about her class and the conversation goes a little something like this:
Mommy: "So, how was class?"
Kaylee: "Good"
Mommy: "What did you learn?"
Kaylee: "Dance"
Mommy: "What is your teachers name?"
Kaylee: "I dunno"
Mommy: "Did you have fun?"
Kaylee: "Yeah"
Mommy: "Do you want to keep doing dance?"
Kaylee: "Yes"
Mommy: "well, tell me all about it...what did you do first?"
Kaylee: "We Stretched"
Mommy: "then what?"
Kaylee: "freeze dance"
Mommy: "what's that?"
Kaylee: "Where you dance and when the music stops, you freeze"
Mommy: "then what?"
Kaylee: "That's it"
(She got those conversation skills from her Daddy, apparently)
So, we get in the car and go back over to Grams house where she promised to show me the moves she learned when we get there. We walk in and she suddenly turns shy.....my 5 yr old social butterfly that has never met a stranger in her life, is hiding behind me! I am STUNNED! (as is everybody else who is reading this who has ever met my social butterfly) She didn't want to show the moves to Grams either. Grams, Aunt Casey, and Madison all sat down to watch Kaylee put on her show and she just stood there. She wouldn't even let Grams take pictures without a pouty face. Later I find out that she didn't want to put on a show because she was worried that people would make fun of her if she got a move wrong, or messed up. Geesh, sounds like her mommy! (That is why I don't dance, in case you were wondering, but I have NEVER said that out loud to her) She finally let Grams get a few pictures after all the rest of us left the room.
So, she loves dance, although you would never guess it from this post! Maybe next week, I'll get better answers out of her, and she may be a tad bit more excited and back to her normal bubbly self after class. Over the past few days, I have since learned that she jumped and "ballayed" across the floor, and learned first position and plia. Oh, and she stretched to Miley Cyrus....which she enjoyed!
She will also get to be in the local town Christmas Parade and she has a recital at the end of the season. I'm sure I'll have plenty of pictures from that one!
Friday, August 15, 2008
One week post op- UPDATE
Grayson is 8 weeks old today! I can't believe it's only been 1 week since his surgery. He is healing up so fast! He is eating great! His swelling is almost completely gone, and his stitches are starting to disolve. Every morning when we wake up, there is another part of his scabs that is missing...I know, that is gross, but it's the truth. He is still sleeping on a pillow, and we have to put a pillow down anywhere where we lay him...IF he lets us lay him down.
Oops, we took them from opposite directions, but you can still see the difference. The big lump in the back is gone (hard to tell because the background is dark on the sideview after shot), and the head is much rounder, and less oblong shaped. In the middle, above his ears, it is not narrow anymore, it is filled out.
Front view from 1 week after.
Oops, we took them from opposite directions, but you can still see the difference. The big lump in the back is gone (hard to tell because the background is dark on the sideview after shot), and the head is much rounder, and less oblong shaped. In the middle, above his ears, it is not narrow anymore, it is filled out.
Front view from 1 week after.
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