Let it snow!

We just had our first snowfall of the year. I was prepared this year with snow gear for the boys so that they wouldn't freeze to death. The first day we only got about an inch or so, but last night we got another 4-5 inches. Max loved his first experience in the snow. He didn't last long playing in it though. Easton and Luke loved having snowball fights, making snow angels, and we attempted a snowman today but the snow was too powdery. Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

Saturday's ER visit

Max was running around the house, when he fell face first, mouth open, into the corner of the end table by our couches. There was a lot of blood, a lot of crying, and then I saw it...the tooth. It wasn't knocked out completely, but was pushed up and backwards into his gums. So now he is snaggle-tooth Max. It isn't the best picture of his teeth, but you can tell that his front two teeth are no longer in line with eachother. We'll be heading to the dentist this week to see if there is anything that needs to be done, but the ER doctor didn't seem too concerned since it wasn't wiggling, he isn't in any extreme pain anymore, and after all, it is a baby tooth. Poor Max! We still think he is cute though, snaggle-toothed and all.

Child-proofing

Just imagine the locks aren't there, and that is the actual speed at which this lovely child went from one thing to the next. Locks were finally essential to my everyday sanity.

Nervous

The worst part about pregnancy for me (besides the throwing up, of course) is the needles!

I do not like to have my blood drawn. The poor nurses always have to use the butterfly pediatric needle, and I have had a few miserable experiences with the poking and then searching for the vein. The searching hurts, and it gives me the heebie jeebies. I always have to concentrate on taking big deep slow breaths, and I more often than not have to end up laying down, sipping juice, to get my color to come back.

I don't like IV's either. Giving blood is bad enough, but now having to keep a needle inserted into my arm/hand is the pits. I can't look at it. I usually cover it up with a towel or something, because I would faint if I saw the needle sitting under my few layers of skin. I have had a nurse blow a vein trying to insert an IV, and if you ask me, it hurts worse than natural labor. Well, at least it would hurt worse if the feeling lasted as long as natural labor does. It feels like someone literally took a hammer and whacked your hand with it. Not good at all. As soon as I give birth, my usual first question is "Can we take the IV out now?!"

And last, but not least, I don't like my progesterone shots. Regular shots I can actually handle just fine. These shots are not regular shots. Usually a shot is given with an extremely thin needle, and the nurse can administer it in about 5 seconds or less, depending upon the amount being injected. My progesterone shots are like shooting corn syrup into your skin. Even with Scott's strength, he is usually pressing down on the needle with all of his might to inject it, and it still takes about 30 seconds to go in. They are not fun. Plus, I usually get a sight reaction to them, leaving a warm itchy red bump on my bum. By the time it usually goes away, it is time for the next shot. Bummer!

At the end of this pregnancy, I am looking forward to a very long time without any needles.

A very happy Halloween!

Oh boy, where to begin! It all started on Friday with Trick or Treating on Main Street here in Hermiston. All of the businesses get really into it, dress up, and hand out candy to hundreds of local kids. It was fun to see Main Street bussling with hundreds of kids in costume. The boys had a great time, until Lucas got freaked out by the "haunted house" (aka An old house transformed into a business with a ghost hanging from the door way where they were handing out the treats). After that he just wanted to go home.

On Saturday, we attended the Stake Trunk or Treat. Yes, I said Stake, not ward. It was huge! I handed out 2 costco sized bags of candy, and then our kids had to wait in line for a good 10-15 minutes to play one ring toss game. After the game, we were done. It was just too crowded for our liking, and the kids were ready for bed by that point.

On Sunday our kids just did our neighborhood loop (15 houses), and only 4 of them were home to hand out candy. They still had a good time though, and by the end, Max figured out how to say "Trick or Treat" with the other boys. It was adorable!

Happy Halloween! (Can I start listening to Christmas music now?!)