Happy Valentine's Month

A few weeks ago we went up to my brother's house for a B-DAY bash, and BASH it was! So many presents, cake, ice cream, pizza, balloons, toys, and people gallore!

My sister in law got a camera for Christmas and has secretly been wishing to take pics of my family (notice how we are strategically laying down :))... so while I am still VERY much postpartum (yuck!!) I happily obliged. She was also dyin to do a photo shoot with Scarlett. We tried when she was littler and succeeded but here are an update for those of you who don't get to kiss on her every day.

By the way, when you do get the chance to kiss on her... beware. Last night I was giving her kisses and hugs and just munching on her, when she barfed. IN. MY. MOUTH. Oh yes. Great mothering moment. YUCK!!! That'll teach me I guess.

Which is probably why we are supposed/allowed to be kissing on the babies at work (which I DON'T do, but ONE time I did and it was in front of the mom, and I almost completely LOST it, because that is a BIG time NO. NO. but the mom didn't mind even though I was totally mortified. It was the first and so far ONLY time).

I hope you enjoyed the pics as much as ME!!! She is a LOVE. She sleeps good, eats good, snuggles good, travels good, and is mostly REALLY patient with her older sisters who LOVE LOVE LOVE her SO SO SO SO much. Too much sometimes. Thank goodness babies typically survive their older siblings, although it is only by a MIRACLE.

Love Me Some SCARLETT!!!!

Tooth Fairy

We don't really believe in the tooth fairy around here because it brings with it the desire to pick teeth out of our head and well we really want to keep the teeth in the head (mouth) where they belong because that is how we eat... so we have banished to tooth fairy due to negative (positively) reinforcement.

However, it is VERY hard to deny a 10 year old who has undergone oral surgery under general anesthesia, and had 7 teeth pulled, the satisfaction of a visit from the tooth fairy. After much consideration, she decided to leave behind some stickers and a coloring book that luckily she had in her bag of tricks, because she is DEFINITELY broke now.

Why 7 teeth you say? Well little missy Savannah has a VERY small mouth with VERY crooked teeth and many MORE problems that would just bore you. Owell, I am going to tell you anyway, its my blog, I can do almost whatever I want :). She has a canine tooth laying sideways above her teeth and we needed to pull some so that they could somehow maneuver the tooth into place. She also has a very randomly placed permanent tooth on the bottom that without serious intervention will cause much discomfort and random looks from strangers (although we dont' really care what they think) and she has never been able to close her mouth (which makes for some stinky breath in the morning and annoyingly loud meals). Just saying.

SO we had 7 teeth pulled so that we can get started on TWO rounds of braces. What does that mean? Head gear, bands, brackets, retainers, oh and lots and lots of dinero (good thing my husband is rich).... all in her tiny little mouth. The queen of all picking is about to be in heaven. Hopefully they have some good bonding material.... (otherwise they will be in the hole with this one). Poor little thing. She is going to be so miserable for a little while.

Just in case you wondered how the surgery went, it was fine. Savannah would not be held back and did not miss a beat. She begged to go to school the next day and I sent her with a shake, some oatmeal, and a note to her teacher with my phone number should she need it. Nevertheless, Savannah had a great day and it was a success! OH and she is very much toothless :)

Where did January go?

Ok well I guess a newborn makes things a little crazy around here. Where has the time gone?

I will give some updates and perhaps spread them through a few posts. I know that I should be better at blogging. I mean I check all your blogs, in my google reader of course, but I never write in mine. How am I going to keep track of all the exciting events in my house if I don't blog???

Got all the Christmas decorations down and put away, thank goodness. Was anyone feeling claustrophobic? I do love Christmas and I do love decorating, for the most part, but I always feel boxed in. My house isn't big by any stretch of the imagination and to add to the daily "clutter" well it just makes me plain fidgety. But Problem is GONE, and I have my house back. Cept for the dog, she is still around.

I need to be writing all the funny things that Isabella says, so here goes.

The other day we were riding in the car and she starts crying and rubbing her eyes, then stops. She begins screaming and rubbing her eyes again, then stops. She does this AGAIN and by now I am ready to crawl out of my skin!! I turned around and said, Isabella, what is the matter? To which she replies, Mommy!!! My EYES are CLOSING! She was trying really hard to stay awake because we were going to go to McDonald's. I told her to let her eyes close and I would open them when we got to McDonald's. She totally fell asleep after that. It was awesomeness.

Doug was helping Isabella to the potty the other day, wherein which she went #2. He helped her wipe her bottom and flushed the toilet. She then proceeded to cry for the next 20 minutes, totally distraught, "I wanna flush my pooooooo!" She carried on for some time when in her 3 year brain she thought, well if I make more poo then I can flush it, so she went to the potty only to be completely disappointed that it didn't work that way. So Doug being the genius he is told her to sit on the toilet and grunt. He tossed in a few craisins and our due diligence as parents was complete. She flushed and nary a word since!

After a very emotional departure from grandma's, Isabella was in the back seat crying hysterically that someone had looked at her the wrong way, her hair was in her face (because she had ripped her piggies out), the sky wasn't blue enough, and mom was driving too slow. All of which are just cause for such drama. Interestingly enough, she stopped crying and said, "Mommy my cheeks hurt!!!" Um. DUH!!!

Hope you got a kick out of that. She is a serious delight to our home. A totally healing addition to our family after Daxton died. Love. Her.