Almost a year

Well, someone decided that my life wasn't crazy enough when we were moving. We were trying to done moving and cleaning by September 20. I did get a break from moving, but not a wanted break.
So it's been almost a year since I've had to take Emily to the Children's ER. Last October was the last visit because of the injuried finger. It kept getting infected so for awhile (most of September) I was taking her to the Children's ER once a week.
On September 18 around 6:20pm James was trying to help me take some blankets down the hall to the bedrooms. He started running, didn't see Emily and accidently rammed her into the wall. Ben ran to his little princess and got it to stop bleeding. While I went to get dressed. James ran into his room crying. He felt very bad. It was while we were outside about to leave that Ben noticed that there was a tooth missing. The force knocked out a tooth with the root, another tooth was loose and cut open her top lip. Emily and I were at the children's hospital from 7pm to 5am waiting. She got two stitches in her lip.
The next day she went and saw a dentist for the first time. She was scared because she didn't want to be poked with needles. The dentist told me that she needs to be on a "No Chew" diet for at least two weeks so the loose tooth could set right. The diet lasted not very long. She was on it, but not happy. Later that night while she was supposed to be asleep in her bed she snuck out of her room. Went downstairs with a bowl of soft strawberries, two large spoons and two small spoons. When Grandma found her all the strawberries and the juice were gone.
So I figured that I would not do exactly what the dentist said about the diet. I've given in to letting her have some soft food to chew. She's stopped sneaking food when no one's looking since I've started giving her some food to chew.

Matthew Richard Dowdle

Yesterday we got to see the first pictures of Matthew Richard Dowdle. I thought it was going to be a girl. I'm not disappointed at all, just excited. So this is the first pregnancy which I have been wrong about the gender of the baby. I believed it was a girl because I got sinus infections, which I only had with Emily. I was sicker with this one to.



During the ultrasound Matthew kept moving around and was making it challenging for the tech to take the required pictures. She even had to get another tech to come in and help take the required pictures. It took so long that I had to use the bathroom twice before it was over and another after it was done.
It was awesome to watch the screen and see his little mouth move open and shut. He kept moving his arms and legs. It was wonderful to see him and hear his heart beat.



When we got home from the ultrasound we showed James and Emily the ultrasound pictures. They were very excited about seeing the pictures. To be honest it did take awhile to tear James away from the cartoons. Grandma let them play outside where Emily got soaked from the hose. Most likely James decided to "Help" Emily. Then watch cartoons while waiting for us to get back.



When James was born he was given a very cute blanket from Gymboree. So when we found out that Emily, was a girl we took him to Gymboree and chose a special blanket for her. When James saw Emily for the first time at the hospital he gave it to her. So we're planning on going back to Gymboree and picking out a blanket for Matthew. Then letting the kids give it to him at the hospital.

Life Savor

So I know that everyone has their own favorite treat. I've been blessed with a extremely wonderful "Life Savor". Ok, I know that she is not a edible treat, but she's been a treat to my family. She's been helping me pack and move for most of this week. If I could ask for someone that is loving, sweet, understanding, fun, and over all a great person then I would get Becky Irving. My kids were the first to decide, but we agree that she is now "Aunt Becky".
I have no idea how I would have accomplished everything if she wasn't there. Thank you Becky!

We're done moving, for now.

As of this afternoon we're officially moved out of the basement suite. So we're living with my fabulous Mum for about a month. This way we can save some money for a our home, if it's a rental or buying we don't know yet. Ben's been wondering if there is some kind of miracle that we'll be able to buy a home. I've put him in charge of researching it.

Pop Tarts in Bed

I deeply love my husband, but I do want to strangle him too. When he's watching James and Emily, he's not really watching them. I don't mean that he has to spend every second watching them. Just be aware of what their doing, listening and if you hear. Get up and go check. Remember silence means their doing something their not supposed to be doing.
I returned tonight looking forward to a real easy night because everyone was already asleep. Emily woke up because she didn't have her sippy cup. I give her a hug and notice her diaper is hanging off because how wet it is. I change it and go to put her back in bed when I noticed that there was Pop tart crumbs all over her bed. I clean it up, and try to find the box that I just bought earlier today. It is rare that I buy them. I couldn't find them so I check their room again. The box was on James' bed open with some missing. James was even sleeping on a open pop tart.

Not only you have feelings!

I would like to voice my opinion.
It might not seem like people who work at Walmart, Gas Stations or any where else might deserve to be treated like a human. Just because someone is working a job that you don't have or want to doesn't give someone the excuse to be rude. Any job that I would not do or want to do, I try to make sure that those that do have those jobs, I tell them "Thank you". There are many jobs out there that I personally do not want or could not do. So I'm very grateful for everyone who does those jobs. THANK YOU! It might make someone's day if a total stranger tells them thank you. That person might hate their job, dread going to every shift, but one person could help make the difference that day. Please be considerate to everyone.

Laugh a little, everyone makes mistakes.

Tonight I filled my car up with gas. I thought it would be like any other time that I've gotten gas. I walked into the store to pay and go home. It's my turn to pay, I tell Jeremy "I'm pump #14, $45.00". Then he realizes that he rung up my gas bill for the lady before me. He got another employee, and told him what happened. By this time the lady returns and informs him about the mistake. She looked very tired, but was reasonable about the mistake. The employee's then go and get their supervisor. She came and started trying to try to refund the extra charge, it took so long that she eventually turned off the system and restarted. While we were waiting for it reboot another customer came in, waited a couple of minutes. Then asked if it was going to take long. She was told yes, then she stormed away returned the items and stalked out of the store. Right before she left she said "I'm on my way to the hospital." It took a while longer to finish. While we waited the lady told us about how she's been working since 9am, missed dinner and is exhausted. Jokes were made about the mistake. I even found out that Jeremy had done it earlier today.
I was there for over 20 minutes waiting to pay for my gas. Just because you're in a hurry that doesn't excuse you to be rude to others. I find it very annoying when people seem to be rude when there is no reason. It's ok to ask how long to something might take, but don't be rude. The experience made me laugh. It was nice to see that others make mistakes too. I'm not the only mistake maker. Thank you Jeremy for making me laugh tonight.