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OUcH! Part Deux!

Please don't sign us up as child abusers! John took the kids to a park. Deeken went down the slide. John was helping one of the other kids. Deeken fell at the bottom. Loud crying! FAT LIP!

But still Smiling!

Wednesday

Just some thoughts I have been having...

I miss John. He has been working long hard days that have now turned into nights. 6 sometimes 7 days a week 12 or more hour days. I miss him a ton, sometimes it feels like too much to sacrifice. Then I think of the women(and men) who give up their spouses to go fight for our country. Months and Months they can be gone. I don't know how they do it. I hope I never have to experience it, but am so THANK-FULL that some people do. Here is a shout out to Ty Burningham and Matt Willey. You are amazing...THANK YOU for leaving your families and fighting for our country. Thank you to Krystal and Sheri who give them up.
I don't like dentists who continue to do Donald Duck voices even though it is obviously not making my kid smile, rather freak out. I don't like dentists who tell me what I already knew before I walked into their office...if the tooth dies, it dies their is nothing we can do. Seriously wish you would have told me that over the phone. So glad we have GREAT insurance to cover mental dentists. (I do love all of you WONDERFUL dentists and dental students (and their wives) who read our blog.)
I love how Deeken has learned to raise and lower one eyebrow. I like how he starts to dance when he eats something he likes or hears music. I love that he has learned how to sing "Jesus wants me for a sunbeam." Man, I gotta learn how to put a video on here.
I love it that Josie knows my voice. I love it when she smiles at me. I love it when she is hungry and knows that I am going to feed her and gets excited to see me coming.
I am starting to look at Micah the way my mother looked at me when I was little. I would catch my mom just staring at me sometimes, and wonder what she was looking at. I can't help at just stare and my beautiful Micah and the beautiful young lady she is. I wonder if we will be as good as friends as my mom and I are when she is my age.
I love that Noah is excited about four square. He wants to play it all the time. He brags that he plays with 5th graders. I love that he doesn't seem discouraged that he is not the best player. But enjoys it when he makes it to server.
We have lived in Spokane over 5 months now. A little less than 7 months to go. Am I scared or excited to move again? It changes daily!
John is an AMAZING man and deserves much better than me. I am so grateful he got in a few hours of sleep last night and let me have the day off. I went shopping by myself! I went through every aisle I wanted to in Target and at a leisurely pace. You can not imagine how wonderful it was...or how many times I looked around to see where my kids had run off to. Thank you honey. You deserve a day off too. Maybe in March we can get Brett and some of the boys to take you go-carting again. I love you honey!

Sunday

When I first moved to Oregon, Micah was just a few months old and needed her well baby checks often. I couldn't get into any of the doctors of people I knew, so I started trying out some on my own. Noah came with us to meet the first peditrician I tried. I was new to the whole two kid thing, and wasn't as observant with Noah as I should have been. It didn't help that it took the doctor FOREVER to come in. Noah climbed up on the Doctor's stool while I was nursing Micah. I told him to get down, but he didn't. He continued to stand up on it and of course it rolled out from under him. He didn't bleed, but with Noah it is never about the trauma, always the drama. He started wailing...and then of course the doctor came in. I didn't notice till later that all of his front four teeth were nice and chipped.(Still has them today poor kid, cuz he hasn't lost a tooth yet.) Fast forward four years, I was at home this time, Feeding Josie, and Deeken climbs up onto the edge of the couch and falls onto the tile that surrounds our door. My first thought is that sounded really bad. Next thought Broken arm?(that is exactly how Noah broke his arm) Next thought BREATHE(Deeken hadn't screamed yet, and I was holding my breath nervous to look)! The screaming started, and I walked over slowly to see the damage. I turned him over and there was the blood. His mouth was bleeding profusely. Where is John was my next thought. (John was at work. His 6th 12 hour (at least) shift in a row.) I tried to stay calm, I am not good with blood. I started shouting to Noah to get me a towel, and he does and we get the bleeding stopped. Deeken is not so much about the drama and more about the trauma...his crying didn't last long, but his mother's worry did. I couldn't get John on the phone, so I started calling resident friends. Our wonderful friends the English's were home and we headed over there. He looked up stuff on-line before we got there, and was prepared for Deeken's trauma and his mother's drama. To make this story shorter, I will now try to stick to trauma and not the drama. Deeken's Front left tooth is moved forward a bit, and a little closer to his right front one. There is some brusing on his gums underneath his nose. He has a lot of lacerations on his bottom lip. AND some nice chips out of his front tooth. We tried to get ahold of our dentist, even trying the emergency line, but recieved no response. So I then went to the next best thing(Probably better) our friend who recently finished Dental school, Jared Ward. He calmed my fears and told me that Deeken would probably be okay not seeing a Dentist till Monday. He did tell me no hard things in his mouth until we had seen a Dentist, thus No Binki or Sippy Cup. OUCH! I will keep you updated on what happens.

Thank you to the English's and Ward's who helped us through my child's trauma and my drama. We appreciate you and miss you(Ward's)!

Some random pics!

We'll, at least Deeken didn't end up looking like this!

Micah does this often, but it was the first time I had seen Deeken pic up the Book of Mormon and act like he was reading it. Super Cute!

Loven' on HIS baby!

I am so thankful for my beautiful family. Fat lips and all!

Friday

Post Election

Let me preface with, John and I are not political people. We, especially him, has taken more intrest in this presidential election, but still we don't know much about politics. Now the shame...we didn't vote. When we moved to the state I swore that I registered us. But the ballots never came, and I never followed up, and thus we did not vote. Yes, I do feel GUILT about this. But it is over now, and the results are in.

Noah: Mom who won President.

Me: Obama

Noah: Which one is he?

Me: The fuzzy head.

Noah: OH NO! I wanted the cute guy.

Later...

Noah: Hey that guy has a Obama sticker on his car. Micah, who did you want to win President?

Micah: President Monson!

If only Micah, if only. Someday...Someday this country will know true Unity and Leadership, when we are lead by the King of King and Lord of Lords. (Yes, I have gotten the Christmas music out.)