Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Check Ups

Both kids went for their 4 and 6 year old check ups.

The next picture was taking my our pediatrician, Dr Khan (The Children's Clinic). We LOVE her! She has a great bedside manner and is so easy to talk to. She takes her time with every patient, which means you do have to wait a while to see her, but it is so worth it. Most times Dr. Khan calls me personally with test results or questions. I can't say enough nice things about her.
She knows that Ella wants to be a doctor when she grows up and always takes a little extra time letting Ella use her tools. While Dr. Khan was talking with Eric she let Ella borrow her stethoscope. Dr Khan said, "Give me your phone! I've got to take a picture of her examining you! We will love looking back on this one day when she is a doctor!"
The last picture is at Granny and Papa's House (Scott's Parents). Last week our AC in our rent house went OUT for the 2nd time in less than a month...So we went to Granny's House to cool off. The kids enjoyed playing Candy Land with her. Luckily the AC was fixed the same day it stopped working.


Monday, August 1, 2011

Summersing and catching up

Last week Ella attended a week long day camp called SummerSing at FBC.
They learned 4 or 5 songs with motions during the week and then had a big performance on Friday night. She had a FUN time! We will definitely be back next year!
Her boyfriend, Ethan was there. They have known each other since they were 3 and I think they both decided at 4 that they will marry each other one day. Serious stuff! lol
The weird thing is that before me and Lesley (Ethan's Mom) knew what gender baby we were having, we both had Ella and Ethan picked out for our girl/boy names.

Eric had a "GWATE" (great) week because he was an only child from 8-5 every day!
We went to the $1 movies to see Curious George, we played at the park, pool, McDonalds, and played with play dough.


He was a perfect angel and so sweet. Every night he would squeeze my neck and tell me over and over how "gwate" his day was with just Mommy.

Here is our photo shoot before church. We were running late and I didn't have time to figure out the timer on my camera. We need more family pictures!
After church, I enjoyed a long nap. Scott is always so good to let me get a nap in on the weekends.
The kids know not to bother me. It's bliss!
After my nap, Ella was quick to report that she accidentally cut her arm with her scissors. Then I noticed she was missing some of her eyebrow and then Eric came running into the living room with long piece of dark brown hair in his hands. I kept saying, "Maybe it's just her Barbie's hair...maybe it's just her Barbie's hair..."

But it wasn't Barbie hair. Ella decided to cut her bangs off at the scalp and accidentally cut off some eyebrow, too. oops. She cried and cried and Eric just smiled. He loves when he is the "good" one. lol
She cut her arm because she was also trimming her arm hair.

Monday at SummerSing, Carter the Bully deciding to make fun of Ella ALL DAY LONG because she has dark hair on her arms. By the time I picked her up at 5 she burst into tears and didn't eat dinner that night. He had tormented her all day long and she was so upset. She is very self conscious about her hairy arms and had already had to deal with kids making fun of her in kindergarten.  We talked about it many times and will continue to have the conversation about God making her that way.
I talked to the camp director and she was so glad I made her aware of Carter The Bully. This wasn't his first offence (surprise surprise) and Carter only bothered her 1 more time that week. Ella told me, "On Wednesday, Carter told me that I was hairy and I just looked at him and said, DUH."


It's really hard when my own child is hurting to not feel like I need to warn her about the big, bad, mean world.  I want her to have a "glass half full" view on life. It was nice and easy up til now to keep her protected from many bad things that happen.
Now every day she is full of questions about life, death, and divorce. Before I would answer her with short and sweet little tidbits that satisfied her. Now she asks things like,"But why did God make my arms so hairy if he knows kids will make fun of me?" and "But why do her Mommy and Daddy not live together anymore".
About being hairy: I told her that God probably knew she was strong enough to not let a bully bring her down.  Her response was, "Oh yes, I am strong, but I don't want to have to deal with a bully.".
Then before I knew it, I quoted my Dad, "Well, nobody ever told you life would be fair!"
I'm turning into my parents!!!!!