September 2, 2004

  • Good morning. 


    I'm almost done editing pictures.  Found some really nice ones of my dad, that none of us knew existed.   And some lovely family snap-shots.  My grandparents were very poor, so I was suprised how much there was available.   If not in the worlds greatest condition.


    Although some of the titles were quite funny.  "About 17 years ago."  says one.  Doesn't say who it is.   Or what year it was 17 years ago.   Those ones my dad can stare at if he doesn't know...then I guess we'll delete 'em.    Didn't copy everything.  Only stuff that was relevant to our family.  There were pictures of missionarys, my least favorite uncle, things like that.   Hopefully I guessed right. 


    As it was a lot of them have the title baby I don't know.  or who cares on it.  I was getting tired when I did that one.  *snicker*   After breakfast I'll return them to my moms.  And man I can't believe how many hours I spent working on the wretched things. 


    Rainee woke up this morning in fine form.   This after her having a bad oxygen night.  We finally had to wake her to get her into a different sleep pattern.  We made this decision after her satting in the 80's for over five minutes.  Fortunately she didn't wake completely....just enough to start breathing again.  I laid there and watched her with the light on.  She was breathing once every 12 seconds.  Not exactly enough with the lung compacity she has.       That's the longest she's just stayed down in the 80's which of course doesn't make me happy.  Usually she'll bump down for a few seconds, and then bump back up to at least 90.  Not last night.  *sigh*   One step forward two backwards....


    And go figure she had a 2.5 hour nap yesterday, so that doesn't explain it.


    Anyhow Rainee.   She was nursin' and snugglin with me before we got out of bed.   And we started talking about the baby in mommys tummy.  "Baby in tummy?"  "Yes."  "Baby come out of hole?"  "Yes, but not yet."  "But, not button hole."  she added.   Mommy started snickering.  "No not out of button hole."   (belly button.)    "Hole down there,"  she says pointing to the nether regions of my body.  "Yup, baby come out of that hole."


    Oh dear...no stork in this house.   *snickers*


    And then "I have owie."  "I'm sorry."  We examine the owie she got from the blackberry vines on our walk last night.   "Yup, there's a owie."  (small scratches.)  "Need band-aide."  "No, I don't think so."  I answered.  "NEEEEEEEEED band-aide."  "Okay, go get one."  We keep the band-aids on Rob's side of the bed as we use them for Rainee's oxygen cannula.  "Can't monsters over there."


    Where did a 2 year old find out about monsters????  "No, there's no monsters over there."    "Mooooooooooooonsters, can't go, you do it."


    Cuddle time is officially over.  Mom must go slay monsters.   "See no monsters,"  "oh, no monsters only kittys."


    Apparently I'm a good monster slayer. 


    And the last funny for this blog comes from Zeria.  "Mommy, my breathe hurts."  (Well it was hurting me, man she needed to brush."  "Umm, breathe doesn't hurt, the lungs that make the breathe hurt."    *snicker*  Must be time to get the childrens anatomy book out again. 

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