Happy (early) Easter!

Since Brenden and I will be in Colorado over Easter and this weekend is packed full of everything imaginable, we decided to have a little Easter party tonight. We all headed to Mike and Connie's for some pizza and egg hunting and dying. I wasn't sure how well Brenden would do with the cool colored water but he caught on quickly when we told him to drop the eggs in. Hunting for eggs was about the same. We weren't out the door 2 seconds when he spotted the first one and ran right at it. We didn't even have to tell him to search for them. We did have to coax him to let go of them to put them in the basket, but who can blame him...they were filled with money! (Quarters that is.) He found all 5 eggs in roughly 2 minutes so we all started sneaking eggs out of his basket and re-hiding them. Eventually he was tired of hunting so we went back inside for a very long game of chase. We're really hoping he sleeps well tonight!

Here he is, searching for eggs! Please ignore the random shots of my big booty...and the moment where Tim forgot he was filming and turned the camera sideways. :)


Here are a few pictures. You can tell he was intent on those eggs! There are some more pictures here. :)

And now it goes here!

Success!

He's not the center of attention or anything. :)

An "Awww!" Moment

Brenden is obsessed with vacuum cleaners. For Christmas this last year his great grandma Halter gave him a little toy vacuum and he loves it. He can figure out how to turn on any type of vacuum, even if I haven't yet figured it out myself.

Today I decided to vacuum out the lint in the dryer to see if it would help with the time it takes clothes to dry. Brenden was eating lunch and engrossed in an episode of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse so I thought I could get a little done before he tried to come back to help me. Not a minute after I started the vacuum up there was a pounding on the gate between the dryer and his playroom. I looked down, expecting to have to tell him that he needed to go back and eat or just play with his toys. Instead, I saw that he was smiling up at me, holding his own little, red vacuum up, offering to help. After smiling at him for a full 5 seconds and tearing up a bit, I opened the gate and let him help me. In that moment he was completely irresistible. (Not that he isn't usually, I was just so overcome by a case of the "awwws" that he could have had just about anything!) :)

It was a wonderful moment in an otherwise icky day. Hope everyone else's day was full of "awww" moments!

He's a stinker...and I love him!

Snow Day...I thought it was Spring?

The meteorologists kept saying it was going to snow. By Saturday morning I thought they were crazy. Three straight days of rain, and it didn't seem to be changing. And then...8:30 am rolled around. The rain sounded a little lighter and when I looked out the window it was mixed with snow. Not only that, but it was thundering. Weird! In 3 hours we had at least 4 inches of snow and it didn't stop until this evening. I think we probably have 7 to 8 inches on the ground. Brenden and I were supposed to go to a friend's wedding in Bartlesville, but that was completely ruined by the weather. We do want to send a congratulations out to Jen and Colt! I'm sure you're wedding was beautiful and we are so sad that we couldn't make it.

After a bit we were all feeling some cabin fever so Tim bundled up Brenden and we headed out to burn off some energy. We had a great time, but it was over too quickly. I hope everyone stayed warm!

The snow tickled!

He loves being outside.

HAHAHAHAHA!

Gotta try the snow covered slide!

Headed inside to get warm.

Happy Birthday Elaine!

A very happy birthday to Elaine! She is Rick's mom and is one of Brenden's adopted grandmas. Hope to see you soon!

Happy Birthday Mom!!!

Happy Happy Birthday to one of the most wonderful people I have the privilege to know! Thank you for being so amazing and become one of my best friends. We love you!

Gotta love a fruity drink!

But we don't love hot sake. (Thanks though, Mike!)

Chop, chop!

Singing Happy Birthday!

Tim, The "One Upper"

Ok, Tim isn't really a one upper. What's a one upper? Just watch Saturday Night Live. There is a sketch where a lady is constantly making things up to make herself "cooler" than everyone else. Example: "I just met Brad Pitt." The lady would say, "Brad Pitt and I are married, the Angelina Jolie thing is just a cover. He thinks she's ugly." Get it? :)

So why would I call Tim this? Last week we had to take Brenden to an Urgent Care center for his croup and a few days before that I had to go to the hospital to get an MRI for my finger. On Wednesday Tim called me to say that he needed me to come get him and that we had to get to the ER as soon as possible. His eyes had suddenly stopped focusing correctly and he was having double vision. I called his mom to come watch a sleeping Brenden and she picked Tim up on the way. We decided to head to Bailey Medial Center which is known for having only a 20 minute wait time. I was in no mood to wait for him to be seen. Before we made it there his vision had corrected itself but we were still going. This is when he informed me that he had been having vision problems for a long time now, as in a few years. Every once in awhile he would have difficulty seeing directly in the center of both eyes. He thought it was because he needed to eat. After a pretty nasty look in his direction I drove a little faster.

We got to the ER and within a few minutes we were called back and Tim was forced into one of those hot, sexy gowns. I'm sure the nurse giggled when I whistled at him. It wasn't much longer before the doctor arrived, took a look at his vitals, checked his eyes and told us that he thought Tim was experiencing Ocular Migraines. He still wanted to have an EKG, cat scan and x-ray done just to rule out seizures and a stroke. (I think I stopped breathing right about then.) After the doctor left we were both a little wary of his diagnosis. I have migraines and Tim has seen the incredible amount of pain they can produce.

"I only have a really small headache," he said.

Thankfully, our phones have Internet access and I googled ocular migraines. The page I found explained that they were usually painless, lasted from 5 to 20 minutes, and normally do not need treatment. I have never been so happy to have spent the money on this phone. The nurses were falling all over themselves to get Tim taken care of. (I really do recommend Bailey Medical Center) He had his blood drawn, an EKG, cat scan and x-ray all done within 30 minutes of arriving at the hospital.

Not long after Tim was brought back from his last test a teenager came in with a pretty bad hand injury. The doors were open so we could hear that he was fixing a saddle and had slipped with a box cutter. OUCH, right? It took them awhile to clean him up, numb it, stitch and bandage him so our wait to hear the tests results took awhile. Tim watched TV and I read so it really wasn't that big of a deal. That kid sounded like he needed help more than we did. I stuck my head out and told him I hoped he was OK and he told me it wasn't that bad. Uh huh...I gave birth and that sounded way worse.

His test results came back perfectly normal, or as normal as any Kelly man can be. (I had to say it! haha) He has a follow up appointment on Monday with a specialist and should be just fine. The doctor surprised us by explaining that he also has ocular migraines so he really knew what was going on. Then we found out both Mike, Tim's dad, and Rick, Karen's husband, have the same thing. It's nice to know that it's pretty common.

A big thank you to all our friends who contacted us to make sure Tim was OK. You kept me calm and Tim and I really appreciate it.

And now, for your viewing pleasure:

He'll kill me for posting this since he had no idea I took it. That's what you get for being a One Upper, Tim! :)

18 Month Check Up

We were back at the doctor's office AGAIN today for Brenden's well baby check up. After trying to play with a not-so-nice little girl in the waiting room (I swear I wanted to tell her off every time she tried to slap his hands away. Where the heck were her parents??) we headed back to see Dr. Mickle Monster. (it's her nickname, but she's totally awesome) First I had to explain to the nurse about his visit to the Urgent Care center last week for croup. He still has a cough and a runny nose but his fever is gone and he seems to feel OK. I also told them about his tongue biting incident, which I really didn't need to do since it's almost healed. For something that looked so awful it really healed quickly.

We stripped off his clothes and headed out to check his weight, where he stood on the scale all by himself. After his growth spurt he stopped eating so much, and combined with the fact that he's sick he's ended up back down at 27 lbs. I thought he felt a little lighter, but I was hoping I had gained some muscle in my arms. Oh well...

The next step was checking his length and measuring his head. He is now officially 33 1/4 inches tall (way too close to 3 feet, thanks) and his head is 19 1/2 inches around. GEEZ he's got a lot of brains! :) The doctor came in a few minutes later, checked his belly, nose, ears, and throat and asked me some questions about his development. Everything she asked me he has been doing for quite awhile, Tim told me I should have asked to move onto 2 year old developmental milestones, but since every parent likes to think their child is amazing and smart I think that would have been really over the top of me to do. :)

The one thing she discovered was that he has a double ear infection. WHAT?! I had no clue. He's been whining and grouchy but with a sore throat, a cough, and runny nose I expected that. We're back on antibiotics and have to check back to make sure it's cleared up in 10 days. Since he was sick and that is what caused it she wasn't concerned about the infections and thinks that he should be fine without tubes. (Thank goodness!)

Every check up brings a shot but luckily this time it was just a DTP and he was OK to get it as long as he had no fever. He tried to grab at the needle but that was the only problem we really had. He cried for just a little while and was totally fine by the time we got dressed and headed out the door.

Here are his percentages:

Weight - 27 lbs (60%) which is way down
Height - 33 1/4 inches (85%)
Head - 19 1/2 inches (97%)

He used to be fatter than he was tall, and now he's taller than he is fat. As long as he's healthy I really don't care. Now we just have to clear up this ear infection. Croup, a horribly bitten tongue, and an ear infection, all in one week. My goodness he's been busy.