Oops

While I was sitting here in the bed not able to sleep & playing on my computer, I realized that I never posted my Easter Blog. I mean, I did it...just never actually posted it? Hum? Anyway...you can go HERE to read it.

Sweet Singer

So as most of you who know me, know that Craig is super shy when it comes to singing. He'll play his guitar for me all day long, but actually sing to me ...no. I've know him for 7 years & have been married to him for 5 & all of this time I have begged, I do mean BEGGED him to sing for me. No such luck. However I have heard him twice & this made it even worse...really wanting him to sing to me.

The first time I heard him it was on accident. He recorded himself, right after we got married, & forgot to erase it. I came home from working a night shift one morning & found our video camera sitting out. I had no idea why...so I had to check it out. There it was....Craig singing. He had the camera on the wall, so I couldn't watch him...but it was WONDERFUL. And me being me, of course I had to show him off. I let everyone I knew listen to it. Bless him, he was so embarrased. As soon as he got the chance, he chunked that tape!

The second time I heard him was at the Neshoba County Fair last summer. Why oh why he'll sing in front of all those people, but not me...well...it's beyond me. They were just sitting around playing guitar, so he had someone else playing guitar with him. So he said it's not the same thing, because he's not "on the spot".  He also says that he is more worried about what "I" think than anyone else. Whatever dude...

SoOoo, when he reads this blog he is gonna be so mad at me! :) He'll get over it...

So tonight, he cooked out on the grill. This is one of the few times that he drinks beer, and drinks when it is just the 2 of us. He's really only a social drinker. Anyway...so after getting a few beers in him, I tried to convince him that it would be of benefit to him to sing to me. He declined. So then I convinced him that if the lights were off, and I couldn't see him & he couldn't see me...that it would be like he was home alone & I couldn't "see" him sing. That worked!! Who knew? I would have done that a LONG time ago!

Now that I have heard that very sweet voice of his...it's over. I'm gonna harass that poor man for the rest of his life about singing to me. He'll never get a moments peace, because I'll be bringing him his guitar & demanding a performance. :) Poor guy.

Dear Craig,
You have a most beautiful, no . . . gorgeous voice. I would like for you to sing to me with that sweet voice every night for the rest of our lives.  This will make me a happy wife. (not that I'm not happy...just trying to make you feel the need to sing to me!) Thanks so much.
Love Always,
 

This was him singing at the Neshoba Co. Fair last year. Doesn't he just look like a singer?? :)


Like I said earlier...he's so gonna kill me when he reads this post!

Love You Honey! ;)

Free Kitty Kitty!

So in the previous post, Introducing Calie, I talked about my sweet little Blackberry that died. Anyway, she had 3 kittens, one of which I'm keeping...Calie. The other 2 are so cute & sweet, but we need to give them away. I just can't keep that many kitties. They are about 2.5 months old.
This one looks completely black, but she actually has some light pin-stripes that are dark brown, really cool looking in the sunlight...which is about the only time that you can see the color variation.




This one is the most playful of the bunch. She is always trying to get into something. Funny as hell!!




 If you are interested in one, just let me know! Thanks...

Introducing Calie. . .

As I mentioned earlier on facebook...my sweet little kitty, Blackberry, died a couple of weeks ago. She was died from surgical complications while being spaded. It really don't even like cats...but I really liked her. I think because she acted like a dog. She was so sweet, she came to you when you called her, and she walked around beside you like an eager little doggie all the time.

This is Blackberry. Stupid cat...I cannot believe she went and died on the OR table? What was she thinking? RIP little Blackberry.


Anyway, she had 3 kittens that she left after her death. I decided that I would keep one of them (the other 2 are out and for free if you want one!)...We decided hopefully this one will act like her mom! She's already pretty sweet, a little skiddish...but that is getting better.

We named her Calie.




Dear Calie,
Please be smarter than your mom when we take you to get fixed. I would like for you not to die. Okay? Thanks. Oh & try not to go in the street either! Thanks again.
Love,
Nikki

Logan's 1st time on Swing Set!!

1st off...when Craig went to pick up Logan from Daycare today...he told him that he finished his slide & swing set. Logan replied with "yay, daddy finally finished my slide"? Where does that kid come from? He comes up with the funnies stuff. What 2 year old knows what "finally" means? Anyway, he was excited when he got home & he did exactly what I thought his 2 year old little self would do...play for 10 minutes, then on to playing in the dirt. ?. The mind of a 2 year old...easily bored. Oh well. He'll like it one day, when he realizes he can "hide" from mom & dad in that little fort. I'm just wondering if we are looking at any broken bones from him JUMPING out of this thing?

Checking out the directions...


He figured it out, and told Craig...this is what took you so long right here dad...you should have done this! :) j/k He was really just pointing out the fact that his slide is on the picture!


First swinging...




A little help with this ladder, please Daddy...


Checkin out the telescope! Thought this was too cool!



Down the slide we go...WooHoo...

 
 

This thing rocks...I may go hide in there my self for a little study time! :)

Craig's, I mean Logan's New Playhouse & Swingset!

Finally...it's done. Craig started putting together this monstrosity of a playhouse/swing set about 11 days ago. Bless his heart, I know he's glad to be done with it, well....almost anyway. He's still got to put down the barrier to add in mulch, or something like that? He was so relieved that it was nearly as hard to put together as all the reviews said it was. It went off with very few problems...the main one being one piece of wood?? How do they forget just ONE piece of wood after they put all the 100's of other pieces of wood, screws, nuts, & bolts in there?? All 3 boxes total weighted somewhere around 600 pounds?? Oh well, it got done just the same.

We can't wait to go get Logan' this afternoon so that he can play his little heart out!!! We are both so happy he finally has something to play on outside. I'm sure he'll play with/ on it for a grand total of 10 minutes before he goes right back to hunting sticks & rocks!? That's a little boy for ya!

Here is the finished product. Well, almost finished. Craig still has all of this tools on the picnic table! :) You can see the missing piece of wood on the slide...the one piece of wood that doesn't match anything else! :) We are gonna try to stain it to make it look like a match. We will see?






I can stand up inside of there!! Cool.



The windows from inside the house...


Check out these views from inside the windows!! Little boy paradise! Trees, trees & more trees!

 



Craig ordered a telescope for the play house!! :)


Ready to slide...


Man, I wish I would have had one of these things when I was a kiddo! Great hiding place!

Kroger Madness!

This is one of those events as we say in the PICU & Peds ER that..."you just can't make this shit up!"...in reference to how crazy some of the stories/situations that we see!

Craig & I picked up Logan from school on Tuesday, and he was sitting at a table over by his sweet little friend Gracie (so sweet that she bit him that day and left a bite mark bruise ...?... :)....no really, she is one of his little friends at school.) Anyway...sitting by Gracie....and she looked like she didn't feel good. The teacher then told us she had thrown up earlier, Drew (another kid in class) had diarrhea, and that she thought a stomach bug was going around. Great.

Next morning...Wednesday morning...We wake up to get Logan ready for school, and what does the little cutie patootie tell me...? "My tummy hurts, Mommy". Great, now we have the stomach bug too. Awesome. Then he proceeded to vomit all over our bed. Even MORE awesome. :) This is a fabulous start to the day. My wild & funny little man is sick. He then later in the day vomited ALL IN MY CAR! Woo HOo.....and it wasn't just a little...it was blow out projectile vomit! Glad my mom was with me when that happened! Anyway...trying to move along the story...or get to the point...for those of you who know and love me, know that I have a problem with this "getting to the point" thing. :)

Thursday, he woke up & felt better so we sent him to school. It had been over 18 hours since he had vomited last so, we thought...short little GI bug done & over. Yeah uh huh. Right.

Thursday afternoon, they called me from the school and told me Logan had 103 temp and had diarrhea & vomited...so I went to pick him up. I was looking a hot mess when I went to pick him up too...so this makes it all the better for later. :) When I got to the daycare, the teacher told me that he hadn't had anything to eat or drink all day. So, now we are going on a good amount of time with no fluid intake, so I took Logan to the doctor, in order to get a Zofran prescription, so that I could get some fluids in him before he dehydrated.  I know that the people in the doctor's office thought we were big fakers, because he was running around there acting like the little monkey that he is...laughing, playing, and running around everywhere!! Once we got out of there with our med order...we headed off to Kroger. By the time we got to Brandon, Logan was starting to get that sick look in his eyes. I had no choice though, we had to get his prescription filled so I decided to go on in to the Kroger.

We pulled into the parking lot, and being the super smart mom that I am, pulled right in next to the buggy drop off spot...good thinking...there is one of those stupid car-in-front buggies right there.  for those of you who don't know what they are...this is what they look like

Logan of course then proceeds to throw a nice tantrum to get into that thing. (side note: I H.A.T.E. those things, because you know all those germy little kids get up in those things and wipe their nasty little germy hands all over everything...Those things are just a Germ Playground)...so I got him inside the store and grabbed one of those Clorox wipes and washed down the entire inside of that car. So he's happy now...I'm hoping I didn't miss any nasty germs for us to pick up...off to the pharmacy. He is also in process of spiking another temp, he was so hot, but he was in that part of spiking a temp of being very cutely delirious. He was showing out...Waving and talking to every, single person in the entire store that we passed. Poor kid...you could tell he was sick. So I run over to the pharmacy, and they tell me 20 minutes to fill the meds...great. Now I can grab him some stuff like pedialyte to drink, blah blah blah, ect...

He was doing so great, and I was just about to head back to the pharmacy when I noticed Logan leaning over to the side in the car. I asked him if he was ok, and he said "mommy, my tummy hurts", uh oh, I'm thinking...He's about to PUKE AGAIN! Oh, how wrong was I...he walked up to the front of the car and there sits the largest amount of diarrhea, green & foamy, that that little car seat could hold. NASTY...it was coming out of the top AND bottom of his shorts, his shirt was stuck to his back from where it had come all out of the back top part of his shorts. I then proceeded to quickly, but silently and internally, PANIC! Then I tried to think to myself, you know what girl...you are the mom of a wild 2 year old, and you are a nurse that works with VERY sick kiddos...This is not the first HUGE dirty diaper that you have ever had to deal with...YOU CAN DO THIS! I kept trying to tell myself this, but boy was I freakin out!

So I then headed over to the baby isle, grabbed wipes & diapers...and headed off to the bathroom. I stopped and tried to figure out the best way to get him out of this car, then figured out...there is not a good way to do this, so I just grabbed him out. There was green, foamy diarrhea dripping out of his shorts and plopping down on the floor, I was so embarrassed! I tried to keep all of that cleaned up as best I could...but just had to to quickly get into the bathroom. When we got in there, I was just about to put him up on one of those changing stations, but realized that it would just send the poo further up his back and probably into this hair...ugh. So I opted to just let him stand there while I stripped him. That was so fun, and I'm surprised still that I didn't get any poo in the kids hair! :) So as he is standing there, with no clothes on in the bathroom of Kroger, I proceeded to clean him up as best we could, but he kept going and going and going! I kept having to stop wiping, to put another diaper on him so he could go. It was all I could do to not start crying or laughing at this point. ...oh wait...I forgot that he PEED ALL OVER THE FLOOR WHILE THAT CLEANING WAS TAKING PLACE!!??? Had to clean that up too! :) But I tried to stop him and picked him up (still with poo all on him) ran to the toilet, and held him over it while he peed. See now, that was supposed to be a momentous occasion...it was the first time that he went to the bathroom in a public "big boy" toilet. I guess it was momentous though, with all of the other details that surrounded it! :) haha.

About 20 minutes later, I finally get him cleaned all the way, and a clean pull up on him. See, the fun part of this is...I have NO clothes to put back on him. So I then had to walk out to get our meds and still check out of Kroger with our few little groceries WITH NOTHING BUT TENNIS SHOES & A PULL UP! I know this is going to be the vision of trash, because remember...I looked like a hot mess too, and now I have a practically naked toddler to walk through the store. Great.

We got out of the bathroom, and I had to then clean out all of the poo in the car, that is so fun. While I was attempting to clean it out, I realized that there is a little opening in the middle of the back part of the seat where the seat belts come through. I suddenly realized...Oh NO!! I walked all the way from the other side of the store, down the baby isle, and over to the pharmacy with poo dripping out of the bottom of the car! UH OH! Nasty!!! Well, I thought, we'll just tell someone, and just get out of here as quick as possible. So with all of this fun going on, I walked up to the pharmacy counter, and proceeded to try to get our meds, while the pharmacist laughing, really just giggling, at us, and told us he had 3 grown kids, and they all did something like that at some point in their life! He said "just part of raising kids!". Yeah, I know dude, and I'm sure this will be funny later...but right now I'm on the verge of tears, so please do NOT laugh at me. I'm standing there trying to get the money out of my wallet, with Logan throwing another tantrum, because he can't get to the water fountain to play in it. As we were standing there looking like the picture of an upstanding citizen family, a lady walks up behind me and starts mumbling under hear breath something about...

"I mean really, how trashy is it to bring your kid into the store in nothing but a diaper"

...or something to that effect. I'm sitting there with my back to her thinking, is this really happening, is she really saying that...along with everything that has happened in this store. Really? OMG! Whatever lady, whatever.

Anyway, about this time, Logan stopped freaking out about the water fountain, and looks at me and said those sweet little words again..."Mommy, My stomach h......." and then VOMITED EVERYWHERE! Great, just great. Would you believe me if I told you that the guy behind the counter started giggling again, and asked me if we needed one of our meds that we just bought for vomiting? Giggling, are you really giggling at me???? I'm about to go postal in this Kroger, and you are GIGGLING AT ME?

We then went on over to the check-out isle. I asked the guy checking us out to get the manager, so I could get him to take this cart to have it cleaned. I told him briefly about the poo, and I must have said it all in Egyptian, because he acted like he didn't have a clue what I said. I told him again, that I had already cleaned it all out, but the poo was stuck in the little fabric weaving of the seat belts. He finally got some part of that conversation, and called the manager over.

The manager comes over, and he looks like an older gentleman, looks fairly educated...uh but didn't act like it. He then gave me the same look when I told him about the seat belt poo, and it dripping in the store somewhere, but I again must have told the story in another language....NO COMPRENDE people? Seriously, clean the wax out of your ears, and learn now to listen when your customer tells you that you have GREEN, FOAMY, INFECTED SHIT DROPPINGS IN YOUR STORE!!!! I'm trying to help you out.

Believe it our not we FINALLY made it home. The moral of that very long story is...those cars on the front of those buggies are NASTY! Don't let your kids get in them. Especially the one in Brandon, because it probably still has that poo stuck in the seatbelt.