A Couple Pics

Here is a picture of Abram. He just got out of the bath so his hair was on the fluffy side. They say you take fewer pictures of the second child. So it would seem. I think part of it has to do with his being on oxygen also. For some reason I have a mental block when it comes taking his picture. He always has his cannula (the plastic nose piece)on his face. Rarely do we get to see our little man's face as it should be. We did the overnight test again last week. On Friday the doctor called back with the results. Although they were much better than last time, she wants to keep him on for another two weeks and then we will test again. His oxygen percentages were better, but he still had some apnatic episodes. If the test results aren't better this next time then we will have to do some further testing. Hopefully his lungs will continue to get stronger these next two weeks and we won't have to worry about it. Then I can carry around my little man without lugging a tank. We'll also have a serious photo shoot once the cannula is off. His poor skin is so irritated where the "stickers" hold the cannula up on the side of his face. I know that we are so fortunate to have him home, so I'll quit complaining!




Malia is being a great big sister. She announces several times a day that she is a big sister and loves to pat Abram on his head. She does get annoyed that I have to spend so much time holding him. The little guy eats constantly! She is getting pretty bored. It will be nice when it warms up some and we can get out of the house more. I really need to find some playmates for Mali. The other day I was downstairs feeding Abram and she was up playing in her room. I went upstairs to check on her and she was standing at the window, looking out so forlorn. She was calling out, "Allie? Allie, you come play with me?". Allie is our 21 year old neighbor who watched Malia while I had Abram! We are in serious need of a playgroup! Malia cracks me up every day. Here are a few of her latest....

"Shampoo"- This is Malia's version of Winnie the Pooh. I have tried time and time again to convince her that his name is Winnie the Pooh, but she is pretty adamant that the bear's name is "shampoo"!

"I farted"- Announced loudly, anytime, any place the event occurs. I have tried repeatedly to get her to at least say, "Excuse Me". No luck yet.

"Papa is at 'work'"- She actually puts the quotations around work! One night the Wallaces (Allie and Matt) were over and we were joking how they aren't doing a whole lot right now, since they are deploying soon. She picked up on it and now does it too often. I will have to break her of that once my man is serving in Afghanistan. Definitely not the kind of work that deserves quotations!

Whenever she coughs, she adds an "Achoo!". I think she has realized that the simple cough doesn't get much of a reaction. If she sneezes, she at least gets a "Bless You!" She is pretty good at giving a needed "Bless You" herself.

She is still obsessed with shopping. She wants to go everyday!!

Potty training is at a stand still. I made a half hearted attempt last week, telling her she could get stickers if she went on the potty. We were in the kitchen and she says, "I pooped. I get no stickers." Not upset in the least. Totally gets the concept, just not interested.

I know there are a thousand other amusing things that she says and does that I can't think of now that I am trying to write them. The point is that Malia rocks!



Most of David's family came to visit this weekend. Although they only got to be here for a short time, it was good to see them. My aversion to picture taking extends to everyone, I guess, because I didn't get a single picture! Oh, well. Maybe we will make it down there sometime soon.