Because the sippy leaked...

Any suggestions on how to get blue gatorade out of a cream carpet?

Spaceman Medicine

Little Man calls this his "spaceman medicine". He has to do this 3 times a day and it takes 20-30 minutes, depending on how still he's willing to sit. He's been such a good sport about it... maybe because I bribe him with promises of treats and Lego Star Wars.

Happy St. Patty's Day from my little leprechauns

A breakfast treat

Sunday we were supposed to be attending Stake Conference (a meeting of multiple congregations of our church) and then driving down to my grandparents. Our plans for the day didn't leave much time for preparing meals or trying to convince the boys to eat something other than fruit snacks or cheese crackers. (Of course, as I type this they are sitting on the couch eating apples that they "snuck" from the fridge.) My plan was to make monkey bread for breakfast and then pack sandwiches for the car. Then the boys got sick and I didn't have to worry about it anymore... but after a couple days of sick, fussy boys, I needed the treat.

I had a recipe from Shannon. She said this was a fast, easy and delicious breakfast - three things I always like to hear. And you make them the night before, so there's no mess or fuss in the morning. You should try them.

Overnight Pull-Aparts
Layer 22 frozen Rhodes dinner rolls in a greased bundt or angel pan.
Mix and sprinkle the following over rolls:
1 c brown sugar
1/4 c white sugar
2 tsp cinnamon
a handful of chopped nuts of choice (I used sliced almonds)
Melt 1 cube butter and pour over top.

Cover with plastic wrap and leave overnight. (do not refrigerate)
Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes.
Turn upside down onto plate. Eat while hot.

When I do these again, I will cut it down a little... probably 16 rolls in the pan with a little less of the topping. Only because I had to physically remove them from the table before we ate the entire pan. So so good.

What's up Doc?

Friday, Bug woke up with the bark. The cough that hurts just to hear it, the one that means you'll be spending you weekend in steamy bathrooms, if you don't get directly to the doctor's office. Little Man was also starting to cough, though not nearly as bad. So off we went, one mommy and two boys in the doctor's office.

Once we did the usual dance (Bug, put the chair back. No, you can't wash your hands. Turn the lights back on. Don't jump off the table. I asked you to put the chair back. Bug, leave the stirrups alone. SIT DOWN. Hey, you want to watch a show on Mommy's phone and eat some fruit snacks... here ya go.) while trying to answer the nurse's questions. The doctor comes in, the boys' transform into well behaved children and we get the diagnosis - parainfluenza. This is the viral precursor to croup. It can also cause bronchitis and, in severe cases, pneumonia. For Bug it's not such a big deal, 3-4 days on steroids and he's doing great. Little Man isn't so lucky.

Little Man at 10 days old in an oxygen tent at Children's Hospital.

He was hospitalized for RSV when he was 10 days old, so anything that attacks his respiratory system, hits hard and is difficult to kick. So when the doctor asked if he had ever been diagnosed with asthma, I wasn't caught completely off guard. We spent the weekend on meds that make him hyper. Coughing, overtired and hyper is not a good combination.

Today we went back to the doctor, because the cough had gotten worse. We came home with a nebulizer and breathing treatments for the next week. We'll go back for another follow-up and see if his breathing has cleared.

I'm hopeful that his chest will be clear and we can chalk this one up to a virus. Otherwise, we'll take the next step and be grateful that it isn't something more serious.

ps. i read this blog today and am feeling especially grateful for my two boys.

Daylight Savings Time,
You are not my friend. Please give me back my hour. I need it much more than you do. I promise.
Sincerely,
Lauren

I wish I could say I was one of those moms who could enforce a "no tv" rule, but I'm not. Which is why I can tell you to check out Shaun the Sheep.

It's genious... Or maybe I'm just that tired.

My Buggy Boy

Today is Bug's second birthday and the last two years have gone by way too fast. He's such a little boy now... there's not much baby left.

For his birthday I thought I would make a list of 24 of his favorite things:

1. his pacifier
2. Yo Gabba Gabba
   
3. strawberries
   
4. singing happy birthday
5. backpacks
6. having the whole family at home
7. Penny kitty (a stuffed white kitten that used to be Lindsey's)
8. "I no no" (I don't know)
9. his bibi and bob
10. mac and cheese
11. Thomas the Tank Engine
12. Bubba (brother)
13. bathtime!
14. "NACK!", said in a loud growly voice means he would like a snack.
15. capes
16. yogurt
17. shoes
18. All the Single Ladies
19. cuddles
20. whatever Bubba has
21. books
22. pancakes
23. Lightening McQueen
24. Hiding

Happy Birthday, DoodleBug

Ace Ventura, Pet Detective

Sunday after church we had a potluck dinner. About half the ward was there, enjoying breakfast for dinner and Little Man had attached himself to one of the teenage girls. The youth were all standing along the stage and Little Man was sitting on the stage with his plate keeping them entertained. I was sitting at table not too far away, trying to eat, keep an eye on him and get Bug to eat. I look up at some point and see that Little Man is no longer sitting, but walking along the stage. No big deal. Bug gets my attention and when I look back, Little Man is bending over with his butt facing the congregation, a hand on each cheek, backside pointed to heaven, making his butt "talk". Luckily Wil had the self control to handle the situation, because I was laughing way too hard. I have no idea where he came up with this one... and I'm a little scared to see what the future holds.

**Little Man has NOT seen this movie. And if he's coming up with this stuff on his own, he may never see it.