Who says we need a girl??

Brody and Noah asked me to paint their toes the other night while I was painting mine. We even got their Dad in on the action. He let me paint one, and then he got distracted so painted two more. The boys were playing at this little indoor playground and the other boys were quite confused as to why they had coral colored toe nails.

Is the end in sight?

After a very long week, and more time up at Primary Children's than ever before, we are hoping that change is on the way. Noah got tubes in and adenoids out today. Things went great and I am so proud of him for being so brave. The doctor came in to talk to him and bring him back to the operating room, and he just smiled at her, gave us hugs and kisses and walked away. We have already noticed a difference in his hearing. For the first time in I don't even know how many months, I don't have to turn the music up in the car for him, and I don't have to say his name ten times to get his attention. Noah has handled everything so well and I am so proud of him.

In another note, poor little Brody was hospitalized last week with RSV. Some birthday present, huh? It broke my heart and scared me to death to see him so sick. Hopefully, when Brody can finally get his tubes in and adenoids out, all of sicknesses will calm down.

Needless to say, I am grateful for Primary Children's Hospital. I have not had much experience with the hospital in the past, but have been so impressed with it. All of the doctors and nurses were just as invested in the healthcare of my boys as I was. It made it a little easier to breathe this last week knowing my sweet boys were in such capable hands.

Happy Birthday to my sweet Brody

So Brody's birthday wasn't the most fantastic day, but I do want to say how much I love this little boy. He is smart and funny, and he brings a wonderful spirit to my home. He has the greatest belly laugh and beautiful, honest eyes. A few of my favorite Brody quotes,

"hock it" - he says this over and over again while hitting a ball with a stick

"that's my favorite" - a little game he likes to play

"grinch stole my presents" - he is still saying this weeks after Christmas

"I love you, Mommy"

and all time favorite, "you make me so happy"

Thank you to everyone who braved my infested house to celebrate my little Brody!

Is it funny yet?

I am sitting here listening to my poor little Brody whimper from his crib. He has a fever, which I can't get to come down because I can't give him motrin because he is getting tubes in a week. Yesterday was his birthday and he was sick all day. He started the day with a swollen, goopy eye, and ended the day with a goopy nose, a goopy eye and a fever. We had a party for him last night and he cried when he opened his presents, and he cried when we sang "Happy Birthday" to him. For weeks leading up to his birthday, all Brody asked for was a cake. And because he was sick he didn't eat it. Aaron had to get him out of his chair because he was so upset. It was heartbreaking. And during all of this, poor Noah was throwing up. While Brody was opening his presents, Aaron was in the bathroom taking care of Noah. While Brody was crying over his cake, I was in the bathroom with Noah. Did all of this really happen?

Valentine's Day Card

I haven't made a post in about 2 years. Kelsey asked me to embed the video I sent her for Valentine's Day. To my defense, I thought it was romantic.

What I didn't know is that it sent her an email with a link to the video. When she clicked on the link, it showed the video with a caption under it that said, "Aaron loves you almost as much as football." Romantic, isn't it? Apparently not. She made me sleep on the couch.

Here is the video.

I have watched this video about 10 times now. I still love it. Nothing says I Love You like a bunch of hard soccer hooligans singing to their wives and girlfriends from a bar. The funny thing is that the bald guy in front has more testosterone in his left earlobe than the entire band of Savage Garden.

3 hours, 2 boys, and 1 ENT visit...

Noah and Brody had their ears checked yesterday. Both were checked by two doctors, both had hearing tests done. After almost three hours and about fifteen brotherly fights we found out that both of them are getting tubes, and having their adenoids out. We knew Noah wasn't hearing like he should be, but I never would have guessed it was as bad as it was. The doctor told me to plug my ears and I would still be hearing better than Noah. It broke my heart. No wonder Noah hasn't been the happiest of guys the past few months. We were disciplining him, and he couldn't hear most of what we said. February 23rd can't come fast enough at our house.

I haven't seen this smile in so long...

Brody has had a high fever for three days. He is lethargic and shaky and it scares me. My boys have been sick for so long and I feel guilty. I feel guilty having them in daycare and I feel guilty that I don't know how to make them better.

Noah has liquid in his ears and can't hear very well. We speak slowly and make sure his is looking at us. Tonight he took my face in his hands and turned his "good ear" to my mouth. "Huh. What mommy?" We were laughing about it, but right now I don't think it is very funny. More guilt.