Strike a Pose

I was laughing so hard at Ry this night. She is so different from me is so many ways, but yet so the same.  She wants to wear a skirt with everything, even pajamas. I only wear skirts to weddings or funerals. She is soooo dramatic, but I think I am too, so we'll count that the same. I think she is a good singer. I am horrible, as is everyone in my family, no offense. She loves dolls and made me play Barbies the other day with her. I have to admit I think that may be the first time in my life I've played Barbies. My mom thinks it's hysterical that Christy and I ended up with such a girly girl. It's meant to be that way, someone needs to teach Christy and I how to put on makeup and paint our nails.

Suckers!

My sister Lindsey came over to cut Easton's hair. He desperately needed a nap and we were trying everything under the sun to keep him engaged. Thank you tootsie pops.

Let Me Down

As many of you with children know, being in charge of a 3 year old is impossible. THEY are in charge all the time. Well, here's' documented proof of the ONE time I felt COMPLETELY in control of my 3 year old.

Blast from the Past

I came across this video today. I had forgot about it. It's of Ryley when she's about 1, Easton's current age. Makes me laugh, hope it makes you laugh too.

To Be Continued......

Still have a few big things to blog about, things that are important to me, but will have to be another day. My mind needs to rest. Here's to not getting behind on blogging again. Cheers!

Easton turns 1

1st cake and ice cream at Nanny's house

Easton turned 1 on Feb. 10th. We decided we were not going to have a "big" birthday party, like we did with Ryley to make it easier on us, but instead we complicated our lives by having 3 "small" birthday parties, which meant 3 cakes. We celebrated with grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins on Thu Feb 10th and on Sun Feb 13th we had 2 parties, one with Easton's 2nd family, the Valentes, and one with friends later in the day.  Easton was lovin' the cakes but I think 3 was too many. Easton got sick after the parties on Sunday and was sick for another 2 weeks. Pics from all 3 parties below.

PARTY WITH FAMILY

Christy's face screams FUN

Ry with her cousin Berkleigh

Ry and Eaton's cousin Hudson

Nanny baked this cake

Cousins Bella and Braxten with matching scars over their right eyes

Ry dressing up, as usual

Easton with Papa, Milt, Grandma Marge and Nanny

PARTY WITH THE SECOND FAMILY--THE VALENTES

Easton got a ton of presents 

The 2nd Cake--Purchased from Harmons

Easton smiling at Mommy 

My favorite picture of us

PARTY WITH FRIENDS

Fireman Theme 

Can't have a fireman BD without a firetruck 

Rachel and Sun 

Easton with Shelley and Dom

The 3rd Cake--Made by my friend Kim Pennington 

Mmmmm, can't wait for my 3rd cake 

"Do I really have to wear this hat?"

Traylynn, Mac, and Avery 

"I wish, I wish....." 

"Oh this is exhausting." 

Hmmm, feels like the other 2 cakes 

Avery had no problems digging right in  

Kristin and Brett 

Gage 

"It's my party and I'll cry if I want to" 

Pretty much think Easton was partied out by this point

Superbowl XLV

I'm a Steelers fan. Christy's a Rams fan. Easton's a Bears fan (not really, but we bought him a shirt in Chicago in memory of my friend Mary Cay). Ry could care less. I'm bummed the Steelers lost, but hey we won $25 on the square game.

1st Haircut

Easton gets his first haircut 2 days before his 1st birthday. We took him to a place called Cookie Cutters. He got to sit in a car, watch a movie, blow bubbles, and leave with a sucker and balloon. What a deal. Ry didn't want to miss out on the action, so we cut her hair as well.

Side view of near mullet

Yuck Mom, hair in my mouth

February Catch Up

Tubby Pics
Little did we know this would be the last time for awhile that Easton was able sit up and enjoy his tubby time with big sister Ryley. Explanation to follow.

Every Mother's Worst Nightmare

As much as you try to "baby proof" your home, all it takes is a split second and something can happen, and it surely did on Thursday Feb 3rd. Christy was at home with the kids and had just set Easton down so she could put up the baby gates on our 2 sets of stairs. Little E-man, the lightning quick crawler that he is, managed to tumble down the entire flight of stairs to the basement in a split second as Christy's back was turned. It can happen to anyone, but let me just put it on record, I'm glad I wasn't the one who it happened to. Christy did not witness the fall, but just heard Easton at the bottom of the stairs crying. She was able to comfort him and he appeared to be fine, no obvious head or neck injury, which is what our immediate concern was. The next day I was snowboarding at Snowbasin with some friends when I received a call from Christy telling me she had made an appointment with the pediatrician because Easton was being fussy and crying each time she touched his leg. He's the happiest baby on the planet so this behavior was not typical for him. I told her to hold off and I would take a look when I got home. I could take him to the doctor the next day if necessary. When I got home and examined him he would cry if I touched his leg and would not put any weight on it. Crap, of course it was now past office hours and after a quick call to the pediatrician we were stuck with the only option....Primary Children's ER.

I can't tell you the thoughts running through our head. We were both worried that they were going to call the DCFS (Department of Child and Family Services). I mean how many times do you think the "My kid fell down the stairs" story. And, to make matters worse we had waited a day. Our fears were a little dramatic. The staff was great and Easton was a trooper. After an x-ray and a complete examination it was determined he had a "Toddler's Fracture". At first I was like, what?, I think that's a made up term for "We don't know what happened". However it is a true diagnosis. Basically the x-ray does not show a fracture, but the child demonstrates all the signs and symptoms of one i.e. tenderness over the area and avoidance of weightbearing. Here's a link to more info if you are interested.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toddler's_fracture

So they put a splint on and gave us a referral to follow-up with the fracture clinic at Primary's in a couple of days. Here's E the night he got the splint on. Isn't he the cutest thing ever? So happy. FYI this happened exactly 1 week before his 1st BD. 

"I'm too sexy for my cast"

Go Lakers!

Cutest splint ever

CHEESE!

So guess what we did that weekend?

Yep, that's right, a swinging gate was installed. Much quicker and easier than the wooden baby gate. 

I took E to the fracture clinic the following Wed Feb. 9th, 1 day before his 1st BD. The x-ray again didn't show an obvious fracture, but he was still tender and not putting weight on it so they decided to put him in a cast for 1 month. Ryley got to choose the color: Neon Green. But after bribery, I was able to get her to change her decision to red, Go Utes!.  He was an angel getting this thing put on. 

Hate to say it, but it's kind of cute

The cast did not slow Easton down. He crawled, pulled himself to stand and cruised along furniture. The only tortuous task was taking a bath, for all people involved. I mean who likes to have a plastic bag on their leg while bathing, and it has to be held in the air. Kids this age want to splash. I was avoiding splashing at all costs. Do you know what these things smell like if they get wet?

Wed March 9th couldn't come fast enough. Easton's cast was removed and the x-ray showed healing, at least that's what the doctor said. I looked at the x-ray and I'm no radiologist but I think she told me that so we wouldn't feel so horrible about spending nearly a thousand dollars to treat this "fracture".