Saturday, August 16, 2008

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Accessory Party

This weekend, Matt took off to Denver for a friend's B-day party so us gals were home alone. I decided if I was going to be stuck in the house on a Saturday night (not that I normally go out) I'd have some friends over. Many people were out of town, and so we'll have to do this again, but I had an accessory exchange party. We had a blast. We had so much fun trying on each others cast off jewelery, bags, etc... It is true, one man's (or woman's) trash is another one's treasure. Anyway, after our super fun night, Sophie and I decided to go though some of her old things and ended up trying them on Olivia. We had far too much fun using Olivia as our poor Guinea pig, but she didn't seem to mind. Here are two cute picts. In case we were wondering this is what Olivia will look like when she is 80, or the First Lady.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Biker Chick

Sophie has been diligently practicing riding her bike without her training wheels. She's gotten better each time. Today she started taking off on her own. I had to help her get started by the time we got to Mom and Dads so they could take a video (she was a little worn out by then). Way to go Sophie!

Friday, August 8, 2008

8-8-08


THE OLYMPICS START TODAY!!!!

I love the summer Olympics.

I love, love, love them.

The athleticism, the competition, the endurance, seeing years of training come to one or two millionths of a second. WOW!

Anyway, for the next two weeks I'll be too busy watching the Olympics to make a good effort at blogging, so see ya on the flip side. (unless there is some rhythmic gymnastics on, and then maybe I'll try to post something the girls are doing..)

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Sophie's Email skills

Many of you have recently been blessed with an e-mail from Sophie. She works really hard getting the letters typed out. She types fairly independently, only asking for help when she doesn't know how to spell a word or when the cursor mysteriously moves to a different spot in her letter. Anyway, she loves getting them back too. So even if the person in receipt of the e-mail can't type back, she'd love a dictated note too (Jason...Terri!!!)
P.S. I'm also back from my bookation!

Fifth's Disease

It's official, Olivia has Fifth's Disease. Nothing to scary, Sophie had it when she was about three. It is a high fever (lasting three to five days) followed with a rash lasting up to 21 days. As soon as she had the high fever without any other symptoms I thought that it might be Fifth's, but then a friend mentioned that there was an outbreak in Los Alamos and is super contagious. Olivia seems just as healthy as ever, maybe a tad sleepier. She does have these strange rashes that appear on her face and then vanish just as quickly. Thanks to everyone for understanding canceled play dates and such. I hate being a public heath menace. Especially because Fifth's while it is not dangerous to kids, (just scary to parents) It is very serious for a pregnant mom to be exposed. So...we'll try to stay hunkered down in our house until I am positive she is no longer contagious......

Friday, August 1, 2008

CRAZY!!!!

We went shopping for Sophie's school supplies today, and unfortunately it was the tax free weekend. (sort of fortunate we got supplies without tax but....) it was CRAZY in Santa Fe. Everywhere we went the lines were long, long long and now we are tired, tired, tired. Then to make it all much worse, when we got home, Olivia was acting a little cranky. I put her down for a nap, (about 20min) and when she woke-up she was warm. I took her temp, and it was 100 F. Not so bad, I thought maybe she was just sleepy warm, so i took her clothes off. She was even more cranky and then I feed her and put her back down. When she woke up from her second nap, her temp was 103.5 F but without any other symptoms. Terri can appreciate this, I quickly took her out side in case she puked. I gave her Tylenol, and it's been many hours and she hasn't puked. (yippie) She had her bath, played, and giggled, but still I am so worried. I forgot how little babies can't tell you whats wrong.