Who knew.....

For christmas I got one of those expensive flat irons that work miracles on hair. I can't believe I straightened in the dark for so long with one of those cheap imitations. Since Christmas, I have straightened my hair, Quincy's hair and Reece's hair (yes, Reece's hair is long enough to straighten). Someome told me these little miracle workers made awesome curling irons too. How can that be.....a straightner and curling iron in one? So I tested it out on Quincy. I thought she looked adorable in those curls- she had another opinion. " I hate it" were her exact words. I told her I didn't care how she felt about her curls just smile and let me take a picture. By the time I picked her up from primary she managed to have her hair almost completely straight again. Where did she get this determination and spunk?

Christmas Pictures

Santa Claus

Kids tend to have a love/hate relationship with Santa. They love what he represents (gifts) but the idea of getting close enough, to the bearded stranger, to whisper one's desires tend to invoke protests accompanied by tears and shrill cries of "NO"! We witnessed this very scene, earlier in the day, at the mall. Trey happens to be one of those kids that can't get on Santa's lap fast enough. He ran right up to him and just wanted to sit there. Quincy doesn't mind the sitting on lap part but i guess she starts to unravel when she has to tell him what she actually wants for christmas-hence the finger in the mouth and Reece, well Reece is just too old to sit on Santa's lap- at least according to Reece.

Testing Testing......

Trey is supposed to visit the pediatric allergist every six months to see if he is still allergic to the allergens he was allergic to prior, which is pretty much everything,(wheat, dairy, eggs, nuts,shellfish, cats and dogs, horses, etc). This visit is NOT covered by insurance and costs about $350. Since I am so cheap I thought I would just expose Trey to tiny amounts of food containing the above allergens and if he broke out in hives, vomitted or stopped breathing we would know his allergies were still intact and I would save $350. Of course I AM KIDDING. However, it just so happens that the above scenerio occurred inadvertently the other day. See we were shopping at Costco and all the yummy samples were strategically place at the end of almost every isle. I was quickly whisking by so Trey wouldn't spy a single bite and then BAM we were caught in a cart jam, as often happens in Costco, right in front of the veggie burger sample table. Veggie burger- can't be too bad, right. I let my guard down and allowed Trey to partake of the small sample before checking the ingredient label. As he chowed down on the tiny morsel of veggie burger I quickly scanned the nutritional information. UH-OH! eggs, wheat and dairy (LESSON #1-never feed him ANYTHING before checking nutritional info). I quickly swiped his mouth removing what was left of the unswallowed sample but I knew I was too late. He was already swelling up and itching like crazy. Where was my benedryl (LESSON #2-never, never leave home without the benedryl). Obviously we dashed to the car and headed home. As I glanced in the rearview mirror I could see Trey wasn't looking good. And then it happened. Yup you guessed it-vomit all over. Poor little guy. I had mixed emotions about the vomit. I was grateful because he was able to discharge the morsel of veggie burger and his swelling went down after that. But then there was the cleaning up part that's not so much fun.
So to conclude the results of my unscientific, accidental test.....YES Trey still suffers from those pesky allergies.

Anatomy 101

I have to get this on record- someday it just might come in handy as good blackmail material.
Yesterday when I was changing Trey's diaper he kept saying, "my peanut hurts". He was obviously referring to his penis. I kept telling him it's called a penis but he insists on referring to it as his "peanut". WHATEVER. Well- Trey was standing in my bathroom when I got out of the shower today. As I began toweling off I noticed a look of grave concern on his face. I mean this kid was bewildered about something. "Mom", he gasped, "where is your peanut"?

A picture update

My blogging seems to be taking a back seat to the busyness(is that how you spell that word)? of the season but I did want to post some recent pictures.

Quinn doing his fatherly duty-hanging the Christmas lights.

Our neighbors came over for dinner and games tonight. Their son, Alex, can be very aggressive and tonight Trey got the brunt end of that deal. Alex managed to scratch his eyes pretty good.

For the safety of everyone we decided to chain Alex to the table. That lasted about 2 seconds because we didn't want him to scratch up the table with the handcuffs.

Reece enjoying the outside and trying NOT to smile for the camera.

Quincy finally agreed to a haircut- she loves her new do and is always willing to smile big for the camera.