Tuesday, July 27, 2010


I vacuumed the dining room today so that I could drown out the sounds of the older kids arguing and the youngest kid whining.

I crawl into bed with Melina much too often, but she sleeps better that way and therefore, so do I.

If I could yell at anyone right now, it would be my neighbor, who ALWAYS mows the lawn during nap or bedtime (I might have complained about that once before).

I have been crabby lately and need to get out running more often.

My kids have watched much too much television this summer, but if I can't stand being outside, can I blame them for not wanting to?

I hate ending sentences with a preposition, but today, I am too lazy to fix the sentence above.

I am so tired of asking myself, "What's for dinner?"

Sometimes, as much as I love my children, I think back to the moments we had pre-children. I smile at those moments.

At other times, I think to myself, "Can you love your children too much?" If you can, I am guilty.

And don't let this shock you (and please, don't judge), but I am STILL trying to wean this child. I will make sure we are done by the end of the summer. Why? Because today, she looked at my breast and said, "Hi Milk. I'm Mimi."

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Giggle Juice

This morning, Aaron had his procedure done. If you need to ask what procedure, then you probably stumbled upon this blog accidentally. I won't direct you to the posts that discuss his procedure (likewise, I won't be labeling this one!), seeing as we already made the decision to have it done.

Tim and I discussed with Aaron what the day would hold. Luckily, we were able to get an early surgery time. Aaron could not have food after 11:00 pm at night, and water was forbidden after 5 am, so I think the 9 am surgery time was perfect. He was too tired when we woke him up to give us any grief about being tired and thirsty.

I waited for the babysitter to get here while Tim went ahead with Aaron. When I reached the hospital, my little redhead was on the bed, snuggled up with his toy pteranadon, hospital band on his wrist. I actually was not a wreck...something I had not predicted. The child was going to be put under, and I really thought that I would not hold up emotionally.

Aaron was pretty quiet with the wonderful hospital staff. We answered the same questions several times, which I was glad to do. The more people that ask the question means that they have the same answer in several places! The nurses explained what would happen, and the surgeon himself came in to say hello. He again went over the options for us (go ahead with the procedure, or don't). The anesthesiologist was the last person in, and he seemed approachable and calm. Just what I wanted.

Because the procedure required general anesthesia, they gave Aaron a mixture of Versed and Tylenol. The nurse had referred to the mixture as Giggle Juice. Aaron was not happy with the taste, and once he took it, he settled back to watch Curious George.

About 5-10 minutes later, Aaron slowly turned his head toward us and said, "I think the medicine is starting to work." After that, Tim and I were giggling in our chairs: Aaron was clearly under the influence of the medicine. He giggled a bit, snuggled in with his animal, and peeked out from under his arm with a huge grin on his face. Aaron looked through the bars of his bed and said we were in jail, and then laughed! He seemed drunk, and Tim and I both said we'd be able to tell when the kid decides to try alcohol in the future (not until you are 30, buddy!!). He won't remember any of what occurred after he drank the Giggle Juice, but I had to at least write about it so that he can read about it later.

I choked up a bit when they took him away, but I was confident we had made the right decision. A quick peck on the cheek, and he was gone. An hour and a half later, the surgeon came in and said things had gone well. According to him, his urethral opening had been narrowed far too much by the foreskin. He asked if Aaron had ever had any infections, and I think he was somewhat surprised when we said no. Either way, the procedure had gone well, and we'd see Aaron soon.

When Aaron was wheeled back into the room, he looked like a little baby. He was so sleepy and cute, I just wanted to hug him. But I couldn't. A smooch and a touch of the cheek was the best I could do. I was relieved that all had gone well, and happy to know that he wanted a red popsicle. Since I knew he was going to be there for about an hour more, I made sure to smooch him again, and headed off to get Tylenol and some clear fluids, and then get home so the babysitter could be off to her next assignment.

I realized today that some families go through this all of the time. Tim and I used to volunteer for the Ronald McDonald house, and we interacted with families that had children undergoing surgeries. These kids and families were real troopers, and at the time, I probably didn't truly understand it. My heart reaches out to those that require surgeries just to live. I think we'll add them to the prayer list each night.

Sorry to be so open, but Aaron just went to the bathroom a couple of minutes ago. I encouraged him to go outside, so that he didn't have to aim. I was amazed at the stream the boy had. Not only was it straight, but the diameter was so much better. The difference seems to me like this: pre-procedure = coffee stirrer, post-procedure = McDonald's straw.

Do I now advocate circumcision for everyone? Absolutely not. There are kids out there that are just fine with an intact penis. If I had another boy, I'd likely think about leaving the penis intact again. If I had to do it over again, I'd do the same thing. Choices, choices. We all have them. Let's not judge another person by our own choices.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Melina turns 2!

This past weekend, Melina celbrated her second birthday! Time flies, that is for sure. We had a lovely party complete with many family members. Thanks for those of you who could make it! I don't have too much time to post now, but I will throw a couple of pictures here.

Melina loves snails, so I attempted to make what looked like a snail. In my mind, it looked better, especially the face. If I tried it again, I would make the design more refined. Did Melina care? No. Alls well that ends well, right?

Clearly, the little beast likes the cake. Melina let us put a clip in her hair, so this is one of the very few pictures where you can see her face. She reminds me of me at that age; I'll have to scan in an old picture of mine sometime.

Part of the fun was heading to the pool. Melina was not in this picture, but we did manage to get Ava (far left) and Eliana (second from left) in the picture. And while none of you will be able to tell who is Zoe and who is Talia (Z left, T right), clearly, the redhead is Aaron.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Digital Camera Dump

Here we are, a month later, and I am finally getting around to a new posting. I still don't have the girls' communion pictures, but I do have photos from our two vacations and some time inbetween.

Let's just say that Disney World is really far away. And driving there wasn't my most favorite thing to do, but the kids were wonderful. Really. And so was Tim, since he had to do all the driving so I could attend to a little lady that prefers her mommy. In short, we had a great time. The condo was nice, the pools were great, the crowds at the park weren't too bad, and the weather was perfect. It was a little on the warm side, but what else do you expect for June in Florida. We have a few pictures to share below.

Melina did not grow all of a sudden. Cousin Olivia happened to be visiting Florida with Grandpa and Grandpa M. at the same time. We were able to spend some time with them.

Melina spent much of the time looking pink, hot, and sweaty. She much preferred the rest stops.

The girls in the condo, being silly and showing some of the things we ended up bringing back with us.

Legoland in Downtown Disney was pretty cool. We all enjoyed seeing it, but it was swamped with people inside. Therefore, we stuck to the perimeter and enjoyed the creations outside.

Melina enjoyed walking around Grandpa and Grandma's condo, as well as at bus stops. For being less than 2 years old, she was a champ!

At the Animal Kingdom, we went on a safari ride. We enjoyed it immensely and were able to see many things we like, including the giraffes. The top picture shows a few termite hills. Kinda cool, eh?

The kids also enjoyed the petting zoo. I was thinking to myself: we traveled this far for a petting zoo? Are you serious?!?


The morning after our return, Aaron attended his first day of Safety Village. This is for kindergartners-to-be, and the program teaches safety issues. He enjoyed himself, and we took a picture of him and the village.

His favorite part of the program was when the kids were able to drive little cars around the village. He also liked the bus ride. Hopefully, he learned something.

Four days after we got back from Florida, we left for Walloon Lake, MI. We decided to split that drive up, as we had the Florida trip. So, we stopped at my parents' house on Friday evening, and then drove the remainder of the trip on Saturday morning. I had visited Walloon Lake 3 or 4 times as a kid, and I always wanted to get back there. Some things had changed in the 27 years since I last saw the lake, but the essence was still there. The kids and Tim are hooked, and I think, if we can, we'll try to get back each year or two. The cool Michigan weather was actually sort of welcomed, after the heat of Florida.

The clarity of the lake has always amazed me. The soft, sandy bottom of the lake still squishes between your toes, and the minnows skitter when you come near. Here, Zoe has Cousin Elli by the hand.

Across from the public beach is a handy playground. Talia and Aaron are shown here.

And of course, we have Melina peeking through at the camera. What a ham!

My dad rented a pontoon boat for one day. Despite the cool, damp weather, we all braved the boat. Don't ask me what Melina is doing in the first picture: I think she was directing the show and telling whoever was captain that she wanted to go "That way!" Uncle Dave was the hero that day, helping the most with the boat, even when it the motor died. The day ended up sunny and warm, and the return boat ride was wonderful.

No one wanted to come back to Ohio. It was a great week, and we hope to have many more vacations like it!

P.S. Aunt Tara and Ava, and Aunt Gina were with us, but unfortunately these pictures don't have them. I will look for more. Sorry to you guys!