Calling Dr. Ashby

This is our little Dr. My sister-in-law can sew amazingly well. My brother is in Med school in Pennsylvania and they had Kambrees name for Christmas. So of course my sister-in-law just wiped out this way too cute Dr. outfit. With surgical hat and all. Now we are all her patients, every day, all day.

Shoveling snow.

As Dad and son are shoveling the snow, the boy says "A man has to do what a man has to do". I guess snow removal is a MANS job!

Miracle boy.

Yesterday was Austin's 5Th birthday. He is our miracle boy in so many ways.

When he was born he had 2 knots in his cord and it was wrapped around his neck. The Doctor said if he had waited 1 more day to induce me the baby would have been dead.

Austin is a boy in a family full of girls, but he is all boy. He has so much energy and yet he gives the best hugs and kisses. He is a great brother also. He loves preschool along with anything from Star Wars, Speed Racer, Cars or Peter Pan. He wants to grow up to be a Firefighter, a Police man, and a Cop. (I guess in his mind those last 2 things are not the same.)

We love him so much and are grateful he decided to come to our family!

Something tastes funny!

So in my defense, the kitchen was a little dark this morning when I was making breakfast. I made sticky buns, my family loves them, so I made two pans of it. When they were all finished cooking Shawn got them out of the oven and put them on the kids plates. During this time I was down the hall getting ready for the day and that is when I hear, "Dad, something tastes funny". Then I hear another child say "you are a way better cook then mom". So of course I had to investigate. Instead of sprinkling the bottom of the pan with cinnamon I sprinkled it with cumin. The bottles look the exact same in the dark. Both pans had to be put in the garbage.

Tis the season for dance recitals.

This year the two older girls were on the same dance team. Dad couldn't go to their recital, he had to work, so he bought them some cute flowers. They both did a great job.

Acting like a kid.

Yesterday I was raking up the leaves in our yard. I would make big piles and the kids would jump in them before I got them in the bags. While I was working one of the kids said "don't you wish you were a kid so you could jump in all of the leaves?" With that I dropped the rake and jumped in the pile. We had a great time playing and this morning the leaves are still all over the yard...and it is OK.

She made it through surgery.

My sweet baby had to have "dental reconstruction" done at Primary Children's hospital yesterday. It was an outpatient surgery

They let the kids ride around in little wagons. They gave her some medicine that made her drowsy so she couldn't really walk.

What a trooper, she did so well. After it was all over with she kept telling us that her finger hurt. Then she would point to her whole arm. She was referring to the IV that was in her hand.

Everyone at the hospital were great, the nurses and the doctors. But I have a love/hate relationship with that place. It holds some good memories and a lot of bad ones. My nephew was up there for 3 months before passing away, and my little boy was up there for 3 days after he was born. It tends to give me some anxiety when I know I have to go up there. I am sure a lot of you can relate :)