This weekend, Don decided to wash our cars- I missed the washing of Don's car because I was taking a nap with Nolan, but we got in the action for my car. As soon as Nolan saw the water, he wanted to go outside (I swear this child is a fish or was a fish in his previous life). The only way I could keep him from running in the street was to strap him into his car stroller. He LOVED it! When the water was on him, he was laughing and giggling- so cute. When we used the water to wash/rinse the car, he would start screaming/crying until he was being sprayed with it again. Meanwhile, Brennan was riding his bike around the car and Nolan, trying to avoid getting soaked- such a fun game. All of this went on for about thirty minutes. By the time the car was clean, Nolan and Brennan were both soaked and shaking, but Nolan still cried when I brought him in. That is, until he saw that we were getting in the bath tub, then it was pure joy. Such a FISH!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Once Bitten, Twice Shy?
Turns out, I freak out over everything. Nolan did have spider bites, but not the extremely poisonous ones (like brown recluse or black widows). The Doctor said that he was probably allergic to the bite and that was what was causing the discoloration and swelling. He prescribed an antibiotic in case it got infected and a topical steroid to help the cells regrow quickly/stop the itching. The antibiotic was where I thought I would get the most hassle from Nolan, but he loves the cherry flavor and always wants "Mo, Mo" after getting it. The cream is the issue. The first night I put it on, he tried to taste it, so I put a band-aid on. He pulled the band-aid right off. So I used medical tape- he was more angry about the stickiness than anything! The only thing that I found that he wouldn't yank off and couldn't suck his finger was an ACE wrap. So, while it may appear my son has a broken/sprained wrist, that is not at all the case. He is just fine- except when he sees me coming at him with the cream and wrap. Then he runs!!!
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Where are my shoes?
I think that the #1 question asked in our house is "Where are my shoes? They are NOT where I left them." I know that Nolan has a slight liking of shoes- doesn't matter whose they are or how bad they smell, Nolan will play with them.
I was taking a shower and when I got out, the above pictures are what I found. Normally, our shoes are very organized so we can find them. When I walked into the closet, Nolan had taken all of mine and Don's shoes and piled them as high as they could go inside my shoe rack. He was so silly trying to stack the shoes up and he would get so mad when they wouldn't go very high!
The really crazy thing about this is that Nolan REFUSES to wear shoes! He only wants to play with them!
Every Boy needs a Dog
Monday, August 11, 2008
Brennan's a 1st Grader!
(I'd like to state, for the record, that I did not cry this year.)
School Supplies: $35
School Clothes: $93
School Shoes: $77
1st Day of School Excitement: Priceless!!
Brennan was SO excited to start 1st grade (Look at his face when he got on the bus!). We went shopping last week for supplies and clothes, but all he really cared about were what shoes he was going to get. He ended up getting the cool new shoes with rubber balls in the heel (I don't really understand it, but it is the cool thing I guess). Both Brennan and I were up before the alarm this morning; Brennan because he was excited, me because Nolan was screaming! I decided that we would make blueberry muffins and eggs, both Brennan's favorites. It reminded me of my 1st day of first grade. Getting up super early and my dad making me eggs and warm milk to calm down my nerves. I can even remember the pink shirt that I was wearing. I hope Brennan remembers his excitement and joy.
I know that he's going to enjoy his class this year. We met his teacher, Ms. Smith, on Friday. All he could say after he met her was "She's so nice!" I hope that he really enjoys this year and learns a lot. The only thing that I think he's going to have trouble with is the longer days. Here, they start school at 8:45 and end at 3:40, but the bus picks him up at 7:35 and drops him off at 4:30. It's like he's going to work for all day! So much longer than last year when he left at 7:15 and was home at 2:30. I hope he adjusts. When I mentioned that he'd need to get more sleep at night, he said that he didn't need more sleep. If he got tired, he'd just sleep during nap time. I told him that in first grade, there isn't nap time. He looked at me with a very serious look and said "What kind of school is this? No nap time? But what if I'm tired?" I told him that he was a big boy now and he didn't need naps, just to get more sleep at home. He really didn't like that idea!!
Friday, August 8, 2008
Baby Update
Just to let everyone know:
The baby is due January 29th. I'll be having a scheduled C-section on either the 22nd or 23rd, so the baby might share the same birthday as Nathan!
I'll also have my 20 week ultrasound on September 5th and I'll let you all know then what we are having!
The baby is due January 29th. I'll be having a scheduled C-section on either the 22nd or 23rd, so the baby might share the same birthday as Nathan!
I'll also have my 20 week ultrasound on September 5th and I'll let you all know then what we are having!
Coke Addiction
I know that everyone is aware that I have a slight Coca-Cola Addiction, but I had no idea that this type of addiction could be genetic. Whenever I get a Coke, it seems that half of it is gone before I even get some (I now know how my mother felt). I thought that I had it pretty much under control once I taught Brennan to ask before he partook and Nolan could only drink it if I held it for him. I have since learned the error of my beliefs!
The Story: After going to Fazoli's for lunch, I brought my drink home to enjoy. I put both boys down for a nap to enjoy some me time. I took my drink into the living room and placed in on the side table. Once the boys decided to get up, I let them run wild (like boys do). Brennan needed my help with something in his room and when I returned to the living room, this picture is what I found. Nolan had picked up the Coke from the table and was happily gulping the sweet nectar of the gods down. I grabbed my camera for the picture and just laughed. As I was putting my camera away (I just should have kept it out), Nolan tried to put the cup back on the table, but only manages to get less than half on. Once he let go, gravity set in the the wonderful drink turned into a wonderful mess!!! I picked up the cup and pulled Nolan back while I ran to get a towel. Second mistake of the day. I don't know if it is natural for children to return to the scene of the crime, but Nolan wanted to see what he'd done. Now, Nolan is a pretty good walker on carpet, but on hardwood, his steps are unsure as is. Add is some water and Nolan ended up belly-down in the cold soda. I think the cold scared him more than the fall, because the screaming was SOOOO loud. So, not only did I have to clean the floors, but I had to bathe Nolan as well.
Moral: Don't leave any soda in the cup for your children. Drink it all by yourself!
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Baby's First Picture
Today I had my first ultrasound for the new baby. I know it's later in the pregnancy than it should be, but between moving and vacations, I really didn't have a chance to see anyone else. The baby looks great, but the technician wouldn't tell me the gender because I am only 15 weeks along. Sad huh? I really wanted to know! Anyway, the story isn't in the ultrasound because it was very typical. The story is in what happened before the ultrasound.
We arrived at the Baptist Medical Center about 15 minutes early, got checked in and sat down in the waiting room. We had been there maybe 5 minutes when the Fire Alarm goes off. As sad as it is to say, we all just sat there. We figured that maybe someone had burned something in the microwave or something silly. Shortly thereafter though, the PA system gave us the announcement that "There is a code red on floor 6. Repeat, Code Red on floor 6. We need everyone to evacuate the building." This would have been fine and dandy if I hadn't had Brennan and Nolan with me. As we proceeded to the elevators, they waved us to the stairs. It was too funny to see me carrying Nolan in his stroller down the stairs while yelling for Brennan to stop and wait. Brennan was scared to death that the building was going to fall down on us. When we got outside, we saw the fire trucks rush to the building. After 10-15 minutes we were allowed to go back into the building. The only thing was that Brennan REFUSED to get on the elevator. He kept saying that it was on fire and we would die if we got on, so we walked to the staircase, but the door was locked. It took about 5 minutes to convince him that it was okay to get on them. Oh, the drama for a few pictures of my baby!
Nolan's Birthday Pictures!!!



Nolan looks so much like Don- I sometimes feel like I didn't contribute anything! He has the same looks as both Don and Dylan and the same mannerisms. The only time I know that Nolan is my son is when he looks at me with the Larson Blue Eyes and I see my brothers and sisters and nieces and nephews.
One of my favorite photographs from when I was little was one that was taken with Stephanie, Jeff and Alisha. I love being able to see the similarities between family and the differences in age. Taking a cue from this, Steph and I decided to get Nolan and Nathan's pictures taken together since they are only 6 months apart. Aren't they so cute together? I hope that they realize how lucky they are to have a cousin so close in age!Memories
Since nearly everyone I know in Blog-land is doing this one, I thought I'd join in!
1. Leave a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!
2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.
1. Leave a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!
2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.
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