La Familia Aguiar

All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth...

2009-12-01T15:09:00.000-08:00

Everybody Pauses and stares at me

These two teeth are gone as you can see
I don't know just who to blame for this catastrophe!
But my one wish on Christmas Eve is as plain as it can be!

All I want for Christmas
is my two front teeth,
my two front teeth,
see my two front teeth!

Gee, if I could only
have my two front teeth,
then I could wish you
"Merry Christmas."

It seems so long since I could say,
"Sister Susie sitting on a thistle!"
Gosh oh gee, how happy I'd be,
if I could only whistle (thhhh, thhhh)

All I want for Christmas
is my two front teeth,
my two front teeth,
see my two front teeth.

Gee, if I could only
have my two front teeth,
then I could wish you
"Merry Christmas!"

Already SIX!

2009-11-12T13:02:00.000-08:00

Before you were conceived I wanted you

Before you were born I loved you

Before you were here an hour I would die for you

This is the miracle of life.

-Maureen Hawkins

My baby girl turned 6 today, and I can't get over how quickly time flies by! She is beautiful and brilliant, has a heart of gold, is ready to help in an instant, and loves us bigger than the sky! She's our squeekers, chimpony cheese, shorty, cutie pa tootie, our little lovey, little mama, and the list goes on with all the endearing names she's grown to own over the years. Symphony is wildly creative... she loves to go through our reams of paper drawing each new masterpiece with each one being "the best" one she has drawn, ever! My baby girl loves to tell stories, to have stories read to her, and to let her imagination run wild as she tells us her own little stories and adventures. She is an amazing little girl and we have been so very blessed to have a gift as special as her.

Happy 6th Birthday my biggie girl! I love you so very, very, very much!

Compassion

2009-09-21T23:36:00.000-07:00

Whenever I see a homeless person living on the street, my heart is just filled with compassion and sadness at the same time. I don't know the circumstances that led the individual to that place, but I can tell you that I would want someone to be compassionate to me if I were ever in that position.

Today, we were on our merry way to take our little Papa Chulo to his 9 month check-up (I can't believe he is 10 months already!), when I noticed the gas light on. I was already running late, and debating whether I should just chance it in hopes of making it without running out of gas, or stopping and wasting a few minutes of needed time. Of course, pulling over was the logical thing to do because I sure couldn't manage running out of gas on the freeway with three little ones (I am afraid of too much!). Off we went and I was pumping gas and trying to take care of some other things while the gas price was dwindling down my bank account.

I happened to look up and noticed a very dirty, thin, homeless man rummaging through the trash can. It wasn't the typical going through the trash can to recycle, no, he was looking for food. I watched him for a few seconds, as well as the people who were near him pumping gas. I wanted to see their reactions and to see if he was going to ask for money. This man just continued to eat the food he found in the trash, while others looked disgusted with him and drove off. As I finished pumping gas and sealed up my tank, I noticed he had come to the trash can near me and found some more food. He was in his own world, excited to have food for his hungry, shaking body. Not once did he bother a single person for a dime.

It's rare if I have money on me, as my ATM card is my "cash", so I scrounged around for some change finding a little over $2. I hate to give money to homeless people because I want them to use it for food, and would much rather ask them what I can buy them for a meal than hand over the money. Buying him food wasn't possible because of my time crunch, and I would have to unload 3 little ones at a gas station to get him something to eat. I got his attention and gave him the money, and his countenance and voice had so much delight in it. He was so very thankful, kind, and sweet. I told him he was welcome and then went on my way. As I rounded the station to get out, I noticed we had a protein granola bar in the car, and turned around and gave it to him. Again, sheer delight and a huge thank you.

As I drove off, Bella was intrigued by all that had gone on with this stranger. After explaining why I had given him money she was filled with overflowing compassion. Here was some of our dialog on the way to the doctors office.

Me: Bella, do you see how he's very skinny and dirty?

Bella: uh huh

Me: He doesn't have a home like we do with a shower, warm blankets, and food to fill his tummy

Bella: Why?

Me: Because he is homeless and lives on the streets. He goes through the trash cans and tries to find food for his tummy there.

Symphony: Well, he can get a bag and fill it with water, tie it in a knot, hang it from a tree, poke little holes in it, and he'll have a small shower (my little inventor)

Me: Great idea Symph!

Bella: Well, he can live at our house

Me: Bella, he's a stranger, we can't have strangers living at our house

Bella: Mom, if you go back and ask him his name, then he can live in our house

Me: Bella, just because we know his name, it doesn't mean he isn't a stranger.

Bella: Well, why can't he live in his car?

Me: He doesn't have a car babe

Bella: Well, I know, we can give him our car to sleep in

Me: Bell, we need our car

Bella: I know, we can give him a motorcycle from the motorcycle guys to sleep on (she's obsessed with motor-cross racing lately).

Me: Babe, he can't live on a motorcycle

This little dialog went on with her all night long as she thought of more ways to help this man. I was blown away to see how much compassion her little heart had for this one stranger that impacted her life in just a short few minutes.

The three of us talked all the way to the doctors office about making little care packages for homeless people, like our friend Kellee does. I need to make my way out and purchase a few things to put them together to have on hand when we are blessed to meet up with one again.

We were all shown how very thankful we should be for where we are and all that God has blessed us with. You never know where you can end up, but remember that they are people just like us, and had it all going for them at one time. Life is hard, be compassionate :)

Motorcross, Speedway... I Still Get Confused

2009-07-31T22:47:00.000-07:00

I guess I should learn what the difference is since the hubby wants to make it a monthly thing. We decided to go and watch some racing on Friday night and Grandpo went along with us. It was totally new to him, Symph had been there once as a little one, and well Bella and little Dom would have a new experience. We walked up, got our tickets, and walked through the gates, and it looked a bit different to me, but hey, it had been a while so it made no difference. Well, yes it did make a difference. The reason why it looked so different was because we were right up close to the track, and had mud spit up and flung at us whenever the racers kicked out their wheel and revved their engine to turn (which we happened to be sitting right at the turn). I told Dom we had to move because I couldn't possibly be guarding the baby all night and enjoy the races, so we got up to move to the opposite side. As we got up my dad asked what was going on with Bella, and when I turned to look at her, she was full of tears and totally upset. She had been crying and none of us even knew it because it was so super loud. Poor baby.

As we went to the other side, she continued to cry with her hands over her ears "I want to get out of here!" mind you, I totally forgot that she hates motorcycles not only because of their loud sound, but because her Tio Michael fell off of one, which really burned that motorcycles aren't good into her little memory. We sat down and, yep a little more dirt in the face, but I was totally thankful that there were some pretty hefty guys in front of us catching the majority of the dirt instead of us. One guy had a good portion in his beer cup. There were lots of crashes, one rider even had his chest ran over by another rider, and by the middle of the races Bella eased up. I encouraged her to pick her favorite, and then we would both cheer that racer on. By the end of the evening, she was loving it. I did fail to mention that there were tiny little racers out there too, one of them was 4 years old!

It's amazing how these guys and the one little girl race their bikes. They flip their back wheel forward to make the turn and throw their leg out to help them, all in hopes of not crashing or falling over or off their bike. Lots of adrenaline filled the crowd, and it was a fun time out on another balmy Friday summer night.

All in all we had a great time as a family, not to mention my dad winning the 50/50 (purchasing only 5 tickets!). From here on out, we will be bringing earplugs and sitting in the top rows! Who knows, little Dom may be riding one when he's 4... his papa is already scheming it in his head.

Zing Zang Zoom!

2009-07-30T22:30:00.000-07:00

That was the theme of the Circus that was in town, and the surprise that I was looking forward to my girls enjoying! I got a call on Wednesday from Tia Jessica asking me if her and my brother could take the girls to the circus the next day, and well, of course they could! I knew the girls would have a blast, and I was secretly hoping that Dom would take me on a date that night to see the circus, but no dice on the date!

Anyhow, the girls had a blast and of course were spoiled as always. They were taken to dinner, had their faces painted at the Circus, watched an amazing show, and had it topped off with a humongous lollipop! Whoever painted their faces did an amazing job! Bella had me laughing for a long while since I couldn't ell if she was really smiling or not, once she was at home.

Thank you Tia Jessica and Tio Michael for loving us so, oh, and for taking us out for a special date! We love you so much :)

An Unexpected, Lovely Evening

2009-07-29T00:58:00.000-07:00

It's summertime, and the heat is on, yet the evenings are nice and balmy. Totally not typical for us Californians! Today Tia Susie called and invited us to a concert in the park to enjoy a children's band (I forgot their name already!), and so we were going to surprise the girls with a little outing.

We stopped by the grocery store and picked up some little snacks, but Tia Susie and Uncle Dan brought little treats for the girls, so of course mine didn't stand a chance. Really, popcorn and ice cream vs. crackers and cheese, ya she wins.

We headed on over to the park and the girls were a bit confused because we really haven't done the concerts in the parks with them, and to them, a park is a place to play tag, ride bikes, and go down slides, all of which we weren't really there to do. We had a little time before the show began, so we walked about the little booths where Symph got to try out a Clarinet at Claremont's School of Music booth, and Bella got to strum a harp!

Tia Susie and Uncle Dan showed up, and we went to sit down and enjoy the evening. I don't think the girls were really too into the music, as much as they were into enjoying the company of their Tia Susie and Uncle Dan. They had a lovely night of running barefoot in the grass, eating ice cream, and just hanging out and being loved by their Tia and Uncle. It was a lovely unplanned night indeed, and yes, they did get to play at the park afterwards!

And so I giggle quietly to myself..

2009-07-28T22:39:00.000-07:00

It's really quite fun to listen in on the little bedtime stories that the girls are told by their papa. He asks them what they want a story about and allows them to give the characters names. Dom, mind you is extremely tired, keeps going on and on with his stories because the girls are so intrigued. He does great for about 10 minutes and then I constantly here "and what papa" which is when I know he's falling asleep and losing the whole bedtime story as he dozes in and out. Again, it's "then what, papa" and Dom is struggling to stay wake as the girls are questioning every little bit he comes up with. Poor guy, he's just trying to get them to sleep, but they are on the edge of the bed waiting for more, with no desire to fall asleep, but to hear so much more of their papa's great imagination.

Oh, how I love them at this age, and how I love Dom! He really is a cool papa, and makes me giggle!

Flower Girl

2009-06-30T00:06:00.001-07:00

Symphony so desires to be my flower girl. She doesn't quite understand why mama and papa can't get married again so that she can be our flower girl (hmmm, this makes me want to have a small vow renewal this coming anniversary, since it will be 10 years...). Today we laughed pretty good with the following dialog:

Symph: Papa can you marry mama again so that I can be your flower girl?

Papa: baby we're already married

Bella: Papa, I want to be your tree.

Too cute! I love my babies, they bring us such joy!

So not loving it...

2009-06-10T11:59:00.000-07:00

My girls had crazy little habits that soothed them to get to sleep. Although they were quite strange, they weren't nearly as bad as our papi chulos demands.

At this moment he is going through separation anxiety that is driving me nuts! I can't even leave the room without wailing and ear piercing screams. His latest thing to show me that although he's a baby, he is very smart, is not letting me go when he falls asleep. I slowly peel one arm away at a time and he immediately grabs onto my other hand or any part of my body that he happens to grasp onto.

So, as I laid him down to sleep last night, he decided that putting his fingers up my nose was his quirky thing to do. Disgusting, I know! Do I let him? NO, and he throws a fit because I don't allow it. I think he just wants to let me know that he's thinking far beyond what I am. He's making sure that not only am I right next to him, but I am breathing right next to him.

Oh Lord help me with this one!

Another Milestone Down...

2009-05-27T11:35:00.000-07:00

On Memorial Day we had a little last minute spaghetti dinner and hung out with my familia. Dom, tio Michael & tia Jessica, and grampo headed out with the girls, and they hung out flying kites and riding bikes.

Tia Jessica loves to bribe my girls, and bribed Symph over and over about riding her bike without training wheels. Dom took off the training wheels and ran after Symph as she rode her bike in a squiggly path up and down the street. She continued doing this for a while and then tia bribed her with money to ride alone. She did it! Symph rode that bike of hers all alone.

On Tuesday we took her to the park and she rode around the path with little "whhoooa, wwhhhooaa, wwhhhhooaaa" sounds coming out of her and the bike going in crazy directions, every way except straight. After her first time around she got it down and was riding around the path with no problem. I am so proud of you and your accomplishment my love!

Oh, and I forgot to mention that Bella learned to ride her Big Wheel all the way around the park too! Great job baby girl!

It looks like we will be taking family bike rides together very soon. I can't wait!

Feisty

2009-05-31T11:25:00.000-07:00

Let me tell you, that may soon be Bella's new nickname, or perhaps something along those lines. The kid is too much and too funny ;)

Why?

2009-05-31T11:20:00.000-07:00

Please tell me why I have to wake up to explosive poop from baby Dominique every day? Doesn't he know I don't enjoy cleaning it off his back and clothes, not to mention the baths, and clean sheets... every day!

I guess his killer smile, sweet hugs, and baby kisses make up for it! Oh, how I love him!

Up!

2009-05-30T22:50:00.000-07:00

To celebrate the end of Kindergarten with Symphony, and a much needed break from school, we went to see Up! Well, attempted to.

We arrived 5 minutes prior to the starting time and it was packed! I mean come on, what would you expect for a children's 3D movie on it's second day out, during a matinee time? We had tia Krysten grace us with her presence in hopes that she could see it with us, but to no avail.

We decided to get the next showing and arrive 30 minutes before, as the manager suggested. Off to pizza it was. We ate and hung out with tia, and said our goodbyes as she left to work. We walk into the theater and it was packed! It would have been nice of the manager to let us know that people line up where it is roped off to get into the theater 30 minutes early! grrr.....

Needless to say, we exchanged our tickets and waited for the next showing... third time's a charm right? After 2 1/2 hours of waiting we got in, yay!

Not so yay! My kiddies are super sick with colds, and did I mention we toted the baby along? We sat down in our perfect seats and it began (not the movie!):

got Bellie her little booster seat situated
I took the girls potty
I stopped off and bought some "corn" (this man kept calling popcorn "corn", driving me nuts!)
Bellie chose Red Vines (do not give these to congested kids!)
Symph wanted Junior Mints (great choice!)
back into the movie and it's starting

I hear Bella choking, and yep, she's got a Red Vine stuck in her airway. I couldn't rely on Dom's help since he had the baby, so I had to swoop it out of her throat with my finger... scary! Now how do I take her candy away that she's been talking about since we left the house? We let her have one more vine and that was it! Apparently phlegm and Red Vines don't work.

As the movie is playing my kids are coughing, the baby is fussing, and Bella is determined to leave. Not so fun! I get up and walk to the hall to comfort my baby and Bella runs over and hangs out stating that she wants to leave, over and over and over and over again! She tries her next ploy of having to go potty. I take the baby to Dom, take Bella to the potty, and not a single drop! Yes, I am more than mad at this point. We return to the theater, I switch off with Dom so that I can watch a part of the movie, and he can take care of the baby. About 10 minutes later Bella has to go potty again! I told her that if she didn't go this time she would be in lots of trouble, thank God she went ;) We returned, Dom got the baby to sleep, and we watched the last 15 minutes together as a family.

This is exactly why we don't do movies and wait for them to come out on DVD or pay per view! A great lesson learned for me... wait til the movie can be viewed in my own home!

I do have to say that I really did enjoy the movie, aside from all the distractions, and that Symphony had a blast and was oblivious to it all. As long as she enjoyed her celebration I am perfectly fine with all the chaos!

I'm Slacking...

2009-05-31T10:46:00.000-07:00

I know!

Life with three little ones is hectic and very time consuming. I wouldn't have it any other way, except perhaps to have a few more hours in a day!

Sorry that I haven't updated you my sweet little blog, I will try and do better!

Bella Grace Aguiar

2009-05-21T06:55:00.000-07:00

My baby is turning three today and I am ovewhelmed with the love I have for her. My parents pastor reminded us of how children were one of God's ways to show us innocence and goodness, and Bella is a sweet reminder of this to me.

Bella is one of the sweetest and kindhearted little kids I have ever come into contact with. She's willing to share the best of what she's got with others. She's the perfect little mama, and encourages those that are younger and even those that are older than her. She is full of sweet kisses and hugs to give, yet she is feisty and sassy and will stand her ground (even if it involves stories about snakes knocking on her door with shoes on!). Without fail, she falls asleep with a sweet smile on her face. Bella has a huge desire to learn, to be like her sister and be able to read. She cries if school is started without her and has a pen and her books ready to start school each morning. She is a total mommy to her brother, and is on top of his every need and then some. She is smart, a joker, reserved, friendly, helpful, loving, inquisitive, testy, and my baby girl.

My baby girl has a heart of gold and it is with her unconditional love that I am constantly reminded of innocence and goodness, and God's beautiful grace.

Happy Birthday Bella Grace! Thank you for the huge blessing you are to us, and the sunshine that you bring to our lives each day that we see your sweet smile!

Ultra-Cute!

2009-05-20T01:38:00.000-07:00

My dear friend is super crafty with creativity that I wish I only had a small fraction of. I thought this was an ultra sweet gift that she got for Mother's Day from her ultra-appreciatives!

Enjoy!

Where Has Time Gone, Once Again...

2009-05-20T01:42:00.000-07:00

These past few months have gone by in what seems to be a wink of an eye.

I am so thankful to be clot free, off of the Coumadin, and no longer having 2-3 appointments to go to a week!

The girls are growing so quickly and are so sweet and loving to the baby. Symph is slowly becoming much more independent and breaking my heart as it happens! Why do they have to grow up so quickly? I still want to hold her and cuddle with her, but her long giraffe legs no longer allow her to be comfortable to be held in my lap (no fair!). She's going to first grade this year... again, where in the world does time go? My Bellie is going to be 3 years old tomorrow! She is so sweet and tenderhearted, a little mama and still able to cuddle! I think I need to freeze her or something so that she doesn't get "biggies" like her sister.

I am so grateful for all that I have been blessed with and that God's hand is so evident in our lives.

Papi Chulo...5 Months

2009-04-28T15:34:00.000-07:00

Where have they gone? I say with all our running around to get everyone well and checked up, these past 5 months have just crept on by too quickly.

Papi Chulo:

rolls over onto his tummy and back over onto his back

loves to play with his sisters

is too attached to me

lights up with a huge smile when I walk by him

smiles constantly

has a very contagious giggle

has discovered that he has a voice

possesses a temper and is very impatient (gotta break this)

loves to stare at our faces until we acknowledge him

LOVES RICE CEREAL! (today is his first try at it)

We love you so much Papi Chulo!

Believe Me, I Know

2009-04-24T00:18:00.000-07:00

This has been over a two year feat that has yet to be tackled until now. All my friends and family that know will be amazed to know that.....drumroll please......we have finally moved the girls to sleep in their room ALONE! Many times I feel like I'm heartless in a lot of my dealings with the girls, and that Dom is so tender and kindhearted. Needless to say, I deal with them almost 24/7, and he really doesn't have to do the disciplining like I do. He's mostly there for the "Papa I missed you" and "Papa can we cuddle when Saturday comes?". I'm the not so fun, and won't put up with nonsense mama. Why? Because if not my kids will rule me, and let me let you know, I will not have that.

So, off the side note... When we do get out and drive around, it always happens to be between 12 PM to 3PM, and my absolute favorite no nonsense person of all is blaring in my little Matrix filled with three little ones and myself. Symphony and Bella have come to recognize the voice of Dr. Laura, and how much mama loves to hear her talk to others. On one particular day, a mother called in to get advice as to how she could get her daughter to quit sleeping with her. Her daughter was 9 years old (4 years older than Symph), and my mind went spinning on how this was soon to be me. As Dr. Laura gave her caller advice, I made sure Symph was listening in. The caller was basically advised to have her daughter sleep in her own room starting that day, and if she wouldn't go along with her sleeping in her room, that the mother was to get a lock and lock the door at night. I immediately asked Symph if she was listening and she said she was. Dr. Laura was talking about how it wasn't a healthy habit that the mother had brought upon her daughter, and my mind started up again to pursue the tenderhearted Dom to get his little lovlies out of my room. It really didn't cause him to want to take any action, so se la vie.

Well, our sleeping conditions were as such, Symphony slept on the couch in our room, Bella slept in the middle of her mama and papa, and the baby...well, he slept in his bassinet on my side of the bed (this was good news, since I slept holding my two girls when they were newborns in fear of something happening to them while I slept). Bella had just become way too much of a fighter at night with her kicking, hitting, and screaming in the middle of the night. Dom and I were the recipients of lots of beatings, and it wasn't fun! I finally had it and told Dom that was it, and that the girls were to be out on Friday. I let the girls know and it was quite funny the response I got. Symphony told me she would cry, and I said that crying was fine and she would get over it. Here's my conversation with Bella:

B: I'm gonna cry

M: It's ok, I won't hear you

B: I'm gonna scream

M: I'll shut my door and turn the radio up loud

B: I'll hit the door

M: I'll spank you

B: Then I'll kick the door

I had to hold myself together and not laugh, and told her what I would do to her, which I won't post here :)

So guess what? We did it (a week after the Friday we said we would, because they needed a bed), and they have done awesome. The first night had a few tears, but they woke up so very happy with their accomplishment. We took them for ice cream to celebrate them sleeping like big girls in their own bedroom. The following day we went and purchased some soft sheets for Symph, and today Tia Jessica is taking them to get posters to hang in their room.

It's weird now, I feel like I actually have a bed to sleep in, without hanging off the edge! What a relief this is, I actually have a husband to sleep next to, and not little hands making their way over my eyes, nose, and lips!

My 4 Month Old

2009-03-25T11:06:00.000-07:00

sheesh, four months and the time has just flown by! My little guy isn't so little and is just the perfect addition to our family. He now has some little "rubberbands" on his arms and wrists, along with chunky cheeks and squishy little legs, not to mention the perfect little feet, all of which make me want to bite him (gently of course!) all the time.

At the young age of 4 months, our Papa Chulo:

lights up when he see's me (I think it's only becasue I have the "goods")
smiles all the time
has started to giggle
is ticklish and doesn't know what to do about it yet
holds his feet
grabs onto his toys
has learned to take his pacifier out and struggles, yet manages to get it back into his mouth
attacks his hand or my face to try and bite on it (he's teething)
loves to have his face completely covered to go to sleep (scares me to bits)
enjoys the smuthering and love given by his sisters, mostly Bella
plays with me or acts as if we're having a conversation while he's eating, a very distracted little boy!
coos up a storm
screams when he is overstimulated or wants something that he can't get

We love him so very, very much!

How Terrible Do I Feel?

2009-02-27T17:12:00.000-08:00

Each day as we sit down to read, Symph is instantly in a terrible mood. Why? Hmm...maybe because I'm impatient and too often forget that she is simply 5 years old and I have much higher expectations than I should, and did I mention impatient (oh, yes I did!).

So, we took her to the doctors around the end of January and she had her little 4 year exam, and her vision wasn't quite up to par on one of her little eyes. She was seeing 20/20 with one, and 20/40 with the other, so the doctor suggested we take her to a specialist, and so we did.

Her little eye sight isn't so great for reading...see why I feel terrible? Here I am being impatient and having high expectations. I'm irritated and telling her "no, that letter isn't an "f", it's a "t", come on Symph!" and again "an "I" has a dot and "L" is a straight line, why do I have to keep telling you this?" man, I feel bad just writing this and my poor little one was really struggling!

So, today was the day that her Papa surprised her with the new little glasses she picked out. I think she is absolutely adorable in them and she is just ecstatic about them. She didn't want to take them off for the longest time!

A little side note...I looked through the lenses and there is quite a difference for her vision with these on. What a bad mama! I'm glad they are so forgiving at this age. Please pray that God would give me so much more patience than I have, because it seems like I have so little.

Dom's little mini me!

Taken Care of and So Very Loved

2009-02-28T01:24:00.000-08:00

I can't imagine being a parent and seeing your child struggle with an illness and then try to be too independent to accept help when trying to get back on their feet. I am a quiet person, I don't really let anyone help, and I still have this thought in my head that I can do it on my own. Why is it so hard for me to accept help? Is it pride, wanting to be independent, or simply not wanting others to have to go out of their way for me? I think it may be a bit of all three, but mostly the last.

Anyhow, my parents have just truly been a blessing to us. They stop by just to bring us dinner and give us some company. They spoil the girls rotten and make sure they have Cinnamon Toast Crunch, chocolate milk, a massive box of Fruit Roll Ups, Cheetos for Bella and Hot Cheetos for Symph. They don't really bother to ask what we need anymore, because my answer is always "we have all that we need", but come in with thoughtful little things to brighten a day and let us know that they love us.

I am so very grateful that God has blessed me with the parents that I have, and that they are not only my parents, but two of my most precious friends.

5:15AM

2009-02-26T11:01:00.000-08:00

S: Mom, did Papa give you and sister kisses goodbye?

B: No, he's still getting ready

In comes Dom to say goodbye

D: Symph, I want you to be a good girl and help out your mama with brother and the house.

S: I can't help with brother. I can't hold him, I can't rock him, I can't give him chi-chi, she does all that.

D: No, I mean with the little things.

S: What I really want to do is sweep, mop, do the dishes...

I had to just giggle to myself at their little conversation, I'm sure Dom was doing the same.

Awesome News!

2009-02-19T23:07:00.000-08:00

I took a little stroll into the ER because I was having difficulty breathing. After 8 hrs, a couple different blood draws, a CT scan, and an x-ray, the doctor returned saying "all clear". I thought he meant to go home, but he meant my lungs are all clear, NO CLOTS! Praise God!

Thank you all for your prayers, support, concern, and love, not only for me but my family too!

SHOTS

2009-01-30T22:09:00.000-08:00

Today was the little babe's two month check-up, which meant a bunch of shots. I am not emotionally strong enough to hold my little ones down, for their first shots, knowing that they are going to experience a pain that they haven't experienced before. This is why my sweet hubby is so good at being at important appointments like these. Not only was it the little one's appointment, but Symph also had to have her big girl 5 year check up.

It was perfect timing when Bella quickly said she had to go potty and so we left together. When we returned, Symph was crying and starting to become a bit out of control, so I knew the news had to have been given about a vaccine. I asked her what was wrong and that was the end, she cried and cried, and cried and cried. Those few minutes of the routine check by their doctor were horrible because Symph just continued on. The baby did well with his shots, obviously he cried, but dear Lord.....Symphony showed us the power of her lungs and vocal chords. Her screm was piercing, and it was so much worse when Dom had to hold her down. She was injected with the shot and my oh my did the drama continue. I thought she was surely going to pass out from hyperventilating, or throw up. I had no more patience by this time, so Dom had to go through whole take a big, deep breath drill with her. I reminded Dom how important it was for him to be at these appointments :) I failed to mention that Symph's screaming freaked Bella out and started her little tears going, and made the baby cry before he was even given the shot....sheesh!

Symph was promised a toy (we've come to love the 99 Cent Store, Dollar Tree, and Viva Bargain!) and a dinner at an actual restaurant for her bravery (huh?). We ate at Poncho Villas (our first dining out experience as a family of 5), and then Dom took the girls for their dollar toy.