Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Spring Time Preview

 A few weeks ago we had an amazing sneak peak of spring weather. It was up in the 60's and it was SO nice! Pierscen and I went to the park four days in a row. I foresee some major park time this summer. :)



The first day we took Dodger. I will not be doing that again. Walks are fine. Playing at the park, not so much. He is whiny and obnoxious. The answer is no. 


Pierscen loved it though! He loves the swings. He doesn't last in them for terribly long, but while he's there, he enjoys it. 





What really amazes me is that since Pierscen isn't walking yet, he has to crawl - or I should say - WANTS to crawl everywhere. That means through the wood chips, across the pokey grass and twigs, and through the gravel. If it were me, I would just sit down and cry until my mom picked me up. But him? Nope. It doesn't even phase him. 


 The next day Melody and Lyric joined us. They were pretty cute. Lyric has been walking for a while and all she wanted to do was walk around. She is not a fan of most of the play ground equipment. Pierscen on the other hand loves going up and down the stairs, sliding down the slides, and eating rocks. :)


That lovely Wyoming wind made it kind of hard to hear my narration at the beginning, but it's not like you are missing out on much. It's pretty self-explanatory. 




The following day, Pierscen and I headed to the park right after breakfast. We had the whole park to ourselves! It was just us and a couple of squirrels who seemed more than a little irritated that we had shown up so early. It was very nice and peaceful.



During this trip, Pierscen had taught himself to go down the slide backwards. He treats it just like the does the stairs. He turns around, extends his leg, and slides on down. 

After about an hour of playing, we packed things up and started for home. I was working my way up the hill to our neighborhood when Ryan called and said he was in the area and really wanted to see Pierscen do his new trick. So we turned around and headed back to the park to meet him.




Pierscen was more than happy to oblige in showing daddy his new skills. It was really cute.


This curvy slide isn't as fun because he goes so much slower - likely due to his shoes. He kind of has to push himself down, but it was still cute to watch him. After several times sliding down, Ryan took off again and we headed home.


The next day was Saturday, so Ryan was able to come with us. I have been wanting to get pictures of Pierscen in the "tube" because every picture I see of kids in these things always seems to turn out cute. However, up to this point I hadn't been able to get him to go through it. I think it kind of freaked him out. But with both of us there, I figured we had a better chance. I started him on one end and Ryan called to him from the other. That seemed to give him the motivation and courage he needed.



He was crazy excited on the return trip. He was smiling and laughing the whole way.




I think this picture is probably my favorite of all time. Drool and all. Goodness I love that boy!


The next week the weather turned bitter and snowy again. At least we know there is hope! Some of the flowers I planted last fall, as well as lot of weeds, have started to pop up. All the gardening stuff is out in full force in the stores. I am so excited! We went to a Home and Gardening show this last weekend and I signed up for a free yard consultation from one of the gardening places. Basically a lady comes out and talks me through some ideas of what I could do with my yard. I definitely need that because it's an awkward shape with not a ton of light and all that. I want it to still feel warm, welcoming, and be a place that we can enjoy... without all the gravel. :)

I think it's going to be a good summer. Busy, but good. Bring on the sun! 


Tuesday, March 26, 2013

The Emergency Room Is Not On The Agenda

 Two weeks ago today, we had the missionaries over for dinner. I had a piano lesson immediately following the dinner, so I had taken care to plan things accordingly to make sure it would all come out on time. I was doing a pretty good job of it too... until the missionaries actually showed up. They arrived about 10 minutes early, which is no big deal. Dinner was in the oven (Honey Lime Chicken Enchiladas - amazing by the way) and I was just working on putting the cobbler together so that I could throw it in the moment the enchiladas came out. I was attempting to open a can of peaches when the can opener skipped a small section of the lid. I hate it when that happens! No matter how many times you try to go over it, it just won't cut. So what did I do? Tried to pry it open with my fingers.

I am pretty sure that's the number one no-no in can opening. I knew it was a horrible idea. I knew without a doubt how this was going to turn out. So I did the only natural thing in that situation. I did it anyway.

The lid sprung open with a thwang. Feeling successful, but suddenly worried, I looked down at my thumb. I didn't actually feel any pain, but ya know - opening a can lid that way never turns out very well... so why should it this time?

What I saw was WAY worse than I had anticipated. 

You know this guy?


This is Beaker, from the Muppets. My thumb looked just like his mouth. A giant, deep, gaping slice flapping away from the rest of the appendage. Pretty sure my face looked just like his face too. 

"Shooooooot," I mumbled. 

"What's wrong?" asked one of the missionaries. "Did you cut yourself?"

"Yeah..." I replied, as the blood started to gush. 

At this moment Ryan walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, Ryan," I began, "You wanna get in some suture practice?"

"You cut yourself?" he asked, coming to my side.

"Um, yeah." I removed the small section of paper towel I had wrapped around it and showed him the cut. He actually jumped a little and disappeared. There was no denying the cut needed stitches. Super gluing it wasn't an option. But it wasn't in a vital area or bad enough I needed the ER. Ryan was more than capable.

Thankfully it really didn't hurt. It was, however, incredibly annoying. Of course it was my right thumb. It would have been to easy to be the left. ;) I told the missionaries that the dumb thing was I knew it was going to happen - but I had ignored the prompting. 

Elder Plitts laughed. "Well tonight's lesson is going to be on listing to the Holy Ghost," he joked.

I tried to finish the last few preparations, but my paper towel was so soaked it was started to stain my other fingers, so I relented and let the missionaries finish things. (The were very willing and very helpful, and thought it hilarious that I just kept going like nothing was wrong. What else was I suppose to do? It didn't hurt and I had things to do!)

Ryan returned with sterile gloves, iodine, sutures, and equipment. We told the boys to go ahead and start eating, and Ryan put me back together. I believe that was a first for both of those Elders! :) I don't think either of them were terribly thrilled with the blood, but neither of them passed out and hey - it gave them something to write home about! It's not every day you get to see someone get sewn back together in the kitchen. Hahaha.

I tried for days to get a picture with this stitches, but these particular ones were clear, so it wouldn't have helped much. That, and I couldn't get the camera to focus. I finally did a get a few shots, though they aren't amazing. 


It is now pretty much healed. Ryan put in about 5 stitches. My guess is that if we had gone to the doctor, they would have put in more, especially considering the cut takes a turn downward, but that wasn't very visible with the blood and iodine. The outer layer or two around it is dead and is dry and flaking off. The skin (deep layer and superficial) is now totally connected again - thanks Ryan! - and I am just waiting for the outer layer to finish flaking away. It's still a little tender if I press too hard directly on the cut, but I can now use my thumb again like normal.



I am extremely grateful for my hubby for being willing to put me back together. I am grateful for the experience he had at work doing this, but also for the hours he insisted on practicing at home with materials that were going to be thrown out. (Still sterile, but if they were part of a kit that was opened but not used, they have to toss it.) There was no infection, thankfully. There was some swelling and unfortunately the middle suture did pull through, but overall, I think it turned out quite nicely. I will still have a scar, but it won't be too bad. Besides, scars are awesome! If it was on my face, maybe I would feel differently. 

For the record, dinner turned out delicious. As did the cobbler. Nothing can touch Dutch Oven Cobbler, but for regular oven stuff, it was good. I always strive to entertain - and I think I managed that quite well. Sorry Elders! I am glad you didn't pass out! Hahaha.

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Picture Book: Oh The Faces He Makes

One of the things I love most about Pierscen is that there he is definitely not lacking in the personality department - or faces to match. Here is a picture book of some of the many faces he makes.


His "I am not amused" look.


His "I was going to make my kissy face, but this happened," face.


"Blue Steel." Anyone familiar with Zoolander will know what I am talking about.


His "I am so proud of myself/You are in trouble now, mom" look.


Several messy face/"I just discovered I like this food" faces.




Kiss the cook with gratitude face.


YUMMMMMY!


And suddenly mom isn't so funny.


But he thinks he is.


His answer to "Who's the best mommy?"


His angry/sad face. It's hard to capture it just right.


His "Where did it go?" look.


His "Life couldn't get more AWESOME" look.


Unless mom lets you lick the chocolate pudding spatula...



His "Don't bother me, I'm eating rocks," face.


And my personal favorite...
Pure Joy.

We sure love this little guy. He keeps us on our toes, but is constantly doing anything he can to make us laugh and smile. He is amazing.