We got out of the hospital on Saturday night. After a pretty tense day in the hospital. Max was doing better, but we were having some disagreements with the treatments that the doctors on call wanted him to start. We had to advocate for Max, yet again.
I remember once a parent saying how, sometimes they'll take the occasional hospital stay, because it is a break for them. I have never understood that way of thinking! We are always on edge and on our toes in the hospital. There are people coming in all day long, making decisions for our incredibly rare child, who have never met him...or us...or have even heard of his disorder.
So every decision, to us, is a suggestion. We still have the final say. So it's definitely no break!
We finally got him home, and he had a good night, and woke up happy Sunday. All day he was talking non-stop! Making new sounds, and trying new words out. We always see an increase in his cognition after these episodes, but this was the most we have seen!
Mid-afternoon though, he had a couple of very very short seizures. We got them on video, because they were so different for him. He would be talking or singing, and then just stop, stare out the window, and jerk for 10-15 seconds. Then he would start up talking again, like he didn't do anything.
We had to call his doctor, and tell him about it though, since we were so fresh out of the hospital. We were sure hoping we couldn't have to go back! He told us to give him the emergency medicine, and call him back later.
Let me just say here, I always feel so bad calling our doctors at home when they aren't on call! I know how hard he works, and when he's not on call, and actually has taken a rare holiday weekend, the last thing I want to do is bother him. But, I was given very clear orders to call...so I did...and of course he was more than helpful...but I still felt bad.
We gave Max the medicine, and the cycle stopped. We may be onto something here! It didn't knock him out...just enough to break the seizure cycle.
He had a beautiful sleep last night! Sleep does his brain a heap of good...so we're happy when he's had a full night of sleep!! Hoping it means he'll feel like going out of the house today...even just for a walk or out to the yard.
It's funny how expectations change. We're hoping that Max at LEAST wants to leave the house today. Not planning a trip to the park, or to the mountains, or out of town, or out of the country. Just hoping he wants to go outside of the house. Sometimes that's hard to accept. But, we have our boy, and he is healthy, and recovering from the hospital funk...so we'll take outside if that's what he wants to do.
Hope everyone has a good holiday today. We have an extremely busy week ahead. We are having to follow-up with all his docs, and see what else we may have to change around. But today, we will relax.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
Go away seizures!!!
Yesterday turned wild pretty fast, which tends to be the case when something is going on medically with Max. Wednesday night he had four seizures. They were about two hours apart, and he slept a good chunk of the morning...waking up at 11:00am.
When he ate and had his medicine, he was still groggy, but starting to wake up. But about an hour later he had a seizure and threw up all of his food and medicine. And then they started coming every hour, on the hour, with now real back to normal in between.
I called his neurologist and we gave him more medicine, and then had to wait one more hour to see if it was going to work. In that time, i scurried around packing our hospital bag, and calling people...including Steve who was at the airport flying home...to let them know it was likely we were headed up to Children's soon.
My friend, Susan, came over to help me to the hospital by driving the Monster Mobile as l sat in the back seat by Max, holding his head up. Of course we had to deal with 5:00 traffic, but when we got to the ER, all of his doctors had already called in and the intake nurse took us straight back to a room.
The nurse asked when his last seizure was and asked what they looked like...and then Max showed him. That got the ball rolling. We went from one nurse in the room, to 6 doctors and nurses. I usually have Steve there with me filling the doctors in while they work on Max, so i was a little frazzled doing both of our jobs. ;).
It was quickly decided to give him Ativan to stop the seizures. He was out smooth within a minute. In all that frenzy, they took his blood to run his metabolic levels and started him on IV fluids because he was throwing up after each seizure. Once he was resting, i could sit down and wait for Steve to arrive.
Steve got to the ER just as they were finishing hooking him up to an EEG. The doctors were watching his EEG from home, and were waiting to see what was going on with him. He hasn't been sick, didn't have fever, and had a pretty great week...so this ring of seizures was pretty out o the blue.
While Steve was at home letting little doggie out, and gathering his clothes, the resident doctor came in and told us the neurology team found he was in status epilepticus. This is a state of constant seizure, even though he wasn't convulsing, and not news to me. It's why we were admitted last October...and the last time before that.
What he said next broke me down and gave that poor resident his bawling mom moment of the night. They said they were going to have to put us in the PICU for the night for observation...and I guess I have a lot more anxiety about being in there than I remembered, because all i could think was, this is way worse than they are telling me if they want us in the PICU.
The last two times we were in the PICU, he was very very sick...so it just freaked me out that they wanted him in there. I wanted to talk to the neurologist on call just to see what their thinking was, since we hadn't talked to anyone since before coming to the hospital.
She was good to explain that the Ativan slows his breathing to such a pace that they needed to watch him closely which can not happen as well on the floor.
Luckily, we were able to avoid the PICU because the status broke. Max's primary neurologist called to let us know that he was watching his EEG at home as well as the doctor on call, and we talked for a while on the plan going ahead.
We finally got into a room at 1:00am, and got to go to sleep around 2:30. Thanks to Heather, I was reminded to ask for a cot...and got a pretty decent sleep in for a few hours. The sun woke me up around 5:30, and I got up to shower before sly the doctors started coming in. As much as I dislike waking up early, I dislike even more trying to put my best face forward and talk to doctors with bed head and in my PJ's.
For now, just filling in all of the new doctors and nurses...teaching them about Max, and waiting to see our neurologist to see what the plan is for today. My guess is we're here another night. And won't start eating until tonight or tomorrow. He'll have to be awake, and eating by his tummy again before they will get us out of here.
When he ate and had his medicine, he was still groggy, but starting to wake up. But about an hour later he had a seizure and threw up all of his food and medicine. And then they started coming every hour, on the hour, with now real back to normal in between.
I called his neurologist and we gave him more medicine, and then had to wait one more hour to see if it was going to work. In that time, i scurried around packing our hospital bag, and calling people...including Steve who was at the airport flying home...to let them know it was likely we were headed up to Children's soon.
My friend, Susan, came over to help me to the hospital by driving the Monster Mobile as l sat in the back seat by Max, holding his head up. Of course we had to deal with 5:00 traffic, but when we got to the ER, all of his doctors had already called in and the intake nurse took us straight back to a room.
The nurse asked when his last seizure was and asked what they looked like...and then Max showed him. That got the ball rolling. We went from one nurse in the room, to 6 doctors and nurses. I usually have Steve there with me filling the doctors in while they work on Max, so i was a little frazzled doing both of our jobs. ;).
It was quickly decided to give him Ativan to stop the seizures. He was out smooth within a minute. In all that frenzy, they took his blood to run his metabolic levels and started him on IV fluids because he was throwing up after each seizure. Once he was resting, i could sit down and wait for Steve to arrive.
Steve got to the ER just as they were finishing hooking him up to an EEG. The doctors were watching his EEG from home, and were waiting to see what was going on with him. He hasn't been sick, didn't have fever, and had a pretty great week...so this ring of seizures was pretty out o the blue.
While Steve was at home letting little doggie out, and gathering his clothes, the resident doctor came in and told us the neurology team found he was in status epilepticus. This is a state of constant seizure, even though he wasn't convulsing, and not news to me. It's why we were admitted last October...and the last time before that.
What he said next broke me down and gave that poor resident his bawling mom moment of the night. They said they were going to have to put us in the PICU for the night for observation...and I guess I have a lot more anxiety about being in there than I remembered, because all i could think was, this is way worse than they are telling me if they want us in the PICU.
The last two times we were in the PICU, he was very very sick...so it just freaked me out that they wanted him in there. I wanted to talk to the neurologist on call just to see what their thinking was, since we hadn't talked to anyone since before coming to the hospital.
She was good to explain that the Ativan slows his breathing to such a pace that they needed to watch him closely which can not happen as well on the floor.
Luckily, we were able to avoid the PICU because the status broke. Max's primary neurologist called to let us know that he was watching his EEG at home as well as the doctor on call, and we talked for a while on the plan going ahead.
We finally got into a room at 1:00am, and got to go to sleep around 2:30. Thanks to Heather, I was reminded to ask for a cot...and got a pretty decent sleep in for a few hours. The sun woke me up around 5:30, and I got up to shower before sly the doctors started coming in. As much as I dislike waking up early, I dislike even more trying to put my best face forward and talk to doctors with bed head and in my PJ's.
For now, just filling in all of the new doctors and nurses...teaching them about Max, and waiting to see our neurologist to see what the plan is for today. My guess is we're here another night. And won't start eating until tonight or tomorrow. He'll have to be awake, and eating by his tummy again before they will get us out of here.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Playing along...
Lauren had this up, so I thought I would play along too!
1. When do you feel happiest?
When Max laughs. When Abbey tells me I'm her favorite NeNe in the world. When Steve calls me beauty.
2. How do you take care of yourself?
Take breaks, go to the chiropractor, eat right...which includes the occasional brownie.
3. Are you internally (by yourself) or externally (by others) motivated?
depends on the situation...maybe a blend of both.
4. What do you do for fun?
Anything with my guys...and soon my gal!
5. What intimidates you?
not much once I've gotten past the first time experiencing it. I always get myself much more worked up than I need to for first time experiences.
6. What is something you’re proud of?
being Max's mom...and Abbey's NeNe...both really incredible jobs. And 10 years of marriage.
7. Finish this sentence. I never _____________.
can tell what the day is going to be like.
8. Favorite vacation spot.
a bench in St. James's Park, London.
9. Today is a (rate from 1 – 10).
8...we've been having a good day.
10. Finish this sentence. If you knew me really well you’d know _____________.
How I would finish this sentence.
1. When do you feel happiest?
When Max laughs. When Abbey tells me I'm her favorite NeNe in the world. When Steve calls me beauty.
2. How do you take care of yourself?
Take breaks, go to the chiropractor, eat right...which includes the occasional brownie.
3. Are you internally (by yourself) or externally (by others) motivated?
depends on the situation...maybe a blend of both.
4. What do you do for fun?
Anything with my guys...and soon my gal!
5. What intimidates you?
not much once I've gotten past the first time experiencing it. I always get myself much more worked up than I need to for first time experiences.
6. What is something you’re proud of?
being Max's mom...and Abbey's NeNe...both really incredible jobs. And 10 years of marriage.
7. Finish this sentence. I never _____________.
can tell what the day is going to be like.
8. Favorite vacation spot.
a bench in St. James's Park, London.
9. Today is a (rate from 1 – 10).
8...we've been having a good day.
10. Finish this sentence. If you knew me really well you’d know _____________.
How I would finish this sentence.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Photo Dump...
I have a load of photos that are not a whole blog post on their own...so I'll just put them all on this one with a little description...
I've mentioned that Max loves yellow. The other day when we were getting him dressed for a doctor appointment, I asked him what shirt he wanted to wear, and he told me "ehlllllllllyo!". I told him he didn't have a yellow shirt, so we put on a green shirt...because green has blue AND yellow. ;)
The next day I found this one in his dresser, that I forgot we bought for the warmer weather...he was a happy guy, and told us all afternoon long about his ehllllllllyo shirt!
When we were turning up the soil in our garden, I noticed Olive had dug quite a hole. We pulled it all up and leveled it out. A few days later, we noticed the hole was back...only Olive hadn't been in the back to dig it!
Somebunny's making a nest...
We're trying to keep Olive away...because how sweet will it be to see baby bunnies!?
Olive got her hair cut...
On to Grasshopper Max. He's a kicker. And for the first time, he's injured himself with his kicking. On his padded, protected wheelchair. He cut his heel on a piece on his chair that wasn't covered. It bled all over the place...and we had to wrap it up. I have to remind myself if he was running around being a rambunctious 6 year old, he would have a lot more scrapes and bruises and bumps.
Aaaaaand...time to move him away from the window. I told you he was a kicker! I guess he was trying to make his escape!
I just have to remind him we can escape without trying to knock the window out! Our landlords approved a ramp for us to be able to get in and out of the house with Max in his chair, instead of having to carry him down stairs! I'm so happy, because now I can take him out of the house without Steve's help!
And finally...snoozin' boy. Max took a very rare afternoon nap today. He worked really hard in therapy today, add that to the cool wind blowing through the house, and having a few rough nights of seizures, and I think he was fine with losing the fight for a nap. Not that it's a fight I try to win...but one he has with himself. He slept for almost an hour, then woke up cold from the wind! I fed him while he slept on a slow drip...then I sat down and did NOTHING!
There we are...all caught up! Thanks for coming along!
I've mentioned that Max loves yellow. The other day when we were getting him dressed for a doctor appointment, I asked him what shirt he wanted to wear, and he told me "ehlllllllllyo!". I told him he didn't have a yellow shirt, so we put on a green shirt...because green has blue AND yellow. ;)
The next day I found this one in his dresser, that I forgot we bought for the warmer weather...he was a happy guy, and told us all afternoon long about his ehllllllllyo shirt!
When we were turning up the soil in our garden, I noticed Olive had dug quite a hole. We pulled it all up and leveled it out. A few days later, we noticed the hole was back...only Olive hadn't been in the back to dig it!
Somebunny's making a nest...
We're trying to keep Olive away...because how sweet will it be to see baby bunnies!?
Olive got her hair cut...
On to Grasshopper Max. He's a kicker. And for the first time, he's injured himself with his kicking. On his padded, protected wheelchair. He cut his heel on a piece on his chair that wasn't covered. It bled all over the place...and we had to wrap it up. I have to remind myself if he was running around being a rambunctious 6 year old, he would have a lot more scrapes and bruises and bumps.
Aaaaaand...time to move him away from the window. I told you he was a kicker! I guess he was trying to make his escape!
I just have to remind him we can escape without trying to knock the window out! Our landlords approved a ramp for us to be able to get in and out of the house with Max in his chair, instead of having to carry him down stairs! I'm so happy, because now I can take him out of the house without Steve's help!
And finally...snoozin' boy. Max took a very rare afternoon nap today. He worked really hard in therapy today, add that to the cool wind blowing through the house, and having a few rough nights of seizures, and I think he was fine with losing the fight for a nap. Not that it's a fight I try to win...but one he has with himself. He slept for almost an hour, then woke up cold from the wind! I fed him while he slept on a slow drip...then I sat down and did NOTHING!
There we are...all caught up! Thanks for coming along!
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Not my Grandma's Tabouli...
Steve often says in company that Middle Eastern, Indian, and Thai food are comfort foods to him. He'll quip..."growing up on the streets of...fill in far off place...I would eat ...fill in ethnic dish we're eating...". I always laugh, only because I know he really could have grown up in any one of these far off places he's talking about.
I also laugh when we're having Middle Eastern food because his favorite part of that meal is always tabbouleh...and I actually DID grow up eating tabbouleh...or tabouli.
I don't know when it made it into our family holiday meals, but every single holiday there are always a couple of bowls of the wheat salad to go with all the rest of the regulars, made by my Grandma.
She's passed the recipe on in our family cookbook that was a gift a few Christmases ago. I've made it plenty times since moving away...because I am not home for most of my family holidays. And it's a regular fixture at our house, not just a holiday salad.
But, in the past month, Steve has learned he has a wheat intolerance. He doesn't have celiac disease, but he notices a drastic difference in his allergies when he doesn't eat wheat. So, he's tried to cut it out of his diet. I asked him the other day what he would do about his favorite tabouli...and he just said...don't remind me. :(
So, I got online to search for a substitute for the bulgur wheat, and found this recipe...and made it last night.
Gluten Free Tabouli
I made it exactly like Grandma's recipe, instead of using the bulgur wheat, I used a secret ingredient.
If you click over on the link you will see the secret ingredient is very small pieces of raw cauliflower! I don't have a food processor, so I used a grater and just grated a head of cauliflower.
We really could not tell the difference. We decided the bulgur wheat just give it a chewy bite. I think I'll also try it with cooked brown rice to see if it is more along the lines of the bulgur wheat.
And an added bonus, it took maybe 10 minutes to put together, instead of overnight like the tabouli I grew up with. And it didn't matter if it was made with cauliflower or wheat...I can't help but think of my Grandma, and helping her make tabouli the night before Thanksgiving, or the night before Christmas Eve, every time I have it.
I also laugh when we're having Middle Eastern food because his favorite part of that meal is always tabbouleh...and I actually DID grow up eating tabbouleh...or tabouli.
I don't know when it made it into our family holiday meals, but every single holiday there are always a couple of bowls of the wheat salad to go with all the rest of the regulars, made by my Grandma.
She's passed the recipe on in our family cookbook that was a gift a few Christmases ago. I've made it plenty times since moving away...because I am not home for most of my family holidays. And it's a regular fixture at our house, not just a holiday salad.
But, in the past month, Steve has learned he has a wheat intolerance. He doesn't have celiac disease, but he notices a drastic difference in his allergies when he doesn't eat wheat. So, he's tried to cut it out of his diet. I asked him the other day what he would do about his favorite tabouli...and he just said...don't remind me. :(
So, I got online to search for a substitute for the bulgur wheat, and found this recipe...and made it last night.
Gluten Free Tabouli
I made it exactly like Grandma's recipe, instead of using the bulgur wheat, I used a secret ingredient.
If you click over on the link you will see the secret ingredient is very small pieces of raw cauliflower! I don't have a food processor, so I used a grater and just grated a head of cauliflower.
We really could not tell the difference. We decided the bulgur wheat just give it a chewy bite. I think I'll also try it with cooked brown rice to see if it is more along the lines of the bulgur wheat.
And an added bonus, it took maybe 10 minutes to put together, instead of overnight like the tabouli I grew up with. And it didn't matter if it was made with cauliflower or wheat...I can't help but think of my Grandma, and helping her make tabouli the night before Thanksgiving, or the night before Christmas Eve, every time I have it.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Opera Man...
2008
2009
2010
For the third year now, we were invited to join Opera Colorado for a special performance! We got up and spiffed up to head down to Children's Hospital, where the performance of The Music Shop was being performed for the kids.
(Hair all clean and brushed...ready to go!)
On our way...
On the stage...
With Mommy...
And the opera was so so so fun! He sang along, and laughed, and we got to share it with some new buddies...
Samantha loved the opera too!
And we got to meet the cast afterwords...
And our best buddy at Opera Colorado...Thanks for putting another great event together Cherity!
The news was there. I saw the clip on the 5 o'clock news. I hope they post it after the 10 o'clock tonight! I'll share here if they do!
I got to see a couple of my mom friends, and our kiddos finally got to meet! And one his nurses from the Metabolic Clinic got to come down for the performance. She loved listening to him sing along too.
We're headed back up to the hospital tomorrow for a regular check-up with his pediatrician. But I love when we can go up there, and get to leave with such a wonderful memory made!
2009
2010
For the third year now, we were invited to join Opera Colorado for a special performance! We got up and spiffed up to head down to Children's Hospital, where the performance of The Music Shop was being performed for the kids.
(Hair all clean and brushed...ready to go!)
On our way...
On the stage...
With Mommy...
And the opera was so so so fun! He sang along, and laughed, and we got to share it with some new buddies...
Samantha loved the opera too!
And we got to meet the cast afterwords...
And our best buddy at Opera Colorado...Thanks for putting another great event together Cherity!
The news was there. I saw the clip on the 5 o'clock news. I hope they post it after the 10 o'clock tonight! I'll share here if they do!
I got to see a couple of my mom friends, and our kiddos finally got to meet! And one his nurses from the Metabolic Clinic got to come down for the performance. She loved listening to him sing along too.
We're headed back up to the hospital tomorrow for a regular check-up with his pediatrician. But I love when we can go up there, and get to leave with such a wonderful memory made!
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Happy Mother's Day...
It was a beautiful Mother's Day.
I woke up to Steve getting Max up and into the living room to eat. So I rolled back over and snoozed for a few more minutes. But, I wanted the day to begin, so I got up about 15 minutes later.
Steve had gotten me a bagel for breakfast, and I curled up on my chair and ate and tried to wake the rest of the way up.
Then Steve handed me my surprise gift. All I wanted to do with the day was to plant a few things in our garden...so I was really surprised to get something else too!
When I opened the box, I saw this...
And then I started crying. The only other time I've cried when I opened a gift was when Steve gave me my wedding ring. This was really really touching to me.
It's a necklace from my favorite jeweler, Jeanine Payer.
Steve had it custom made with this photo...
It was taken when we lived in California. And is probably my favorite photo with the kids. We were at our favorite place in San Francisco...and it was a wonderful day, and Steve captured it perfectly with this photo.
Engraved on the other side,
Children are the hands by which we take hold of heaven.
-Henry Ward Beecher
I absolutely love it.
After we got around this morning, we headed out to get some extra soil and flowers for the garden. And, while it may seem all I did is eat today, it was a few hours in between before we went to Whole Foods to pick up my Mother's Day picnic. It's my favorite place to get ready made food...and definitely not an every day event.
We got a few groceries for tonight, and picked up this for lunch...
Spring rolls, California rolls, and fruit spring rolls!
They were sooo yummy...and I saved a few for lunch tomorrow!
Then it was time to play in the garden. We had to get the soil turned, and move a few plants around. And Max was happy to play outside with us. It was so gorgeous outside today!
We got a few yellow flowers for the flower beds for Max. And he was over the moon about getting to see them!
We planted some daisies in this teacup pot so we can move it closer to him for him to touch them and see.
We spent the evening watching the finale of the Amazing Race with our friends, Larry and Katie. Steve grilled some great food...which was perfect.
All in all...a wonderful day.
I woke up to Steve getting Max up and into the living room to eat. So I rolled back over and snoozed for a few more minutes. But, I wanted the day to begin, so I got up about 15 minutes later.
Steve had gotten me a bagel for breakfast, and I curled up on my chair and ate and tried to wake the rest of the way up.
Then Steve handed me my surprise gift. All I wanted to do with the day was to plant a few things in our garden...so I was really surprised to get something else too!
When I opened the box, I saw this...
And then I started crying. The only other time I've cried when I opened a gift was when Steve gave me my wedding ring. This was really really touching to me.
It's a necklace from my favorite jeweler, Jeanine Payer.
Steve had it custom made with this photo...
It was taken when we lived in California. And is probably my favorite photo with the kids. We were at our favorite place in San Francisco...and it was a wonderful day, and Steve captured it perfectly with this photo.
Engraved on the other side,
Children are the hands by which we take hold of heaven.
-Henry Ward Beecher
I absolutely love it.
After we got around this morning, we headed out to get some extra soil and flowers for the garden. And, while it may seem all I did is eat today, it was a few hours in between before we went to Whole Foods to pick up my Mother's Day picnic. It's my favorite place to get ready made food...and definitely not an every day event.
We got a few groceries for tonight, and picked up this for lunch...
Spring rolls, California rolls, and fruit spring rolls!
They were sooo yummy...and I saved a few for lunch tomorrow!
Then it was time to play in the garden. We had to get the soil turned, and move a few plants around. And Max was happy to play outside with us. It was so gorgeous outside today!
We got a few yellow flowers for the flower beds for Max. And he was over the moon about getting to see them!
We planted some daisies in this teacup pot so we can move it closer to him for him to touch them and see.
We spent the evening watching the finale of the Amazing Race with our friends, Larry and Katie. Steve grilled some great food...which was perfect.
All in all...a wonderful day.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Buddies...
Having known nothing other than big cousin Max the way he is, Addie is not phased at all at all by his differences.
When it's time to eat, she wants us to have Max right at the table with us. She knows he's not going to eat what we're eating, but he needs to be right there. When she's eating something extra delicious, she thinks he needs to try it...but only a little bite, because the rest is for her! She brings him his favorite toys, and has her own set of toys she likes to show him. She insists he watch Caillou with her, and he puts up with it...even though he tries to convince her the whole time they would both be a lot more happy watching Curious George.
(She's roped him into an episode of Caillou...but he doesn't seem to mind.)
This is a pretty poor photo lighting wise, but I was trying to stealthily get a photo of her trying to put his pants on for him. She had "changed" his POOOOOP-YUUCK! diaper, and needed to put his pants on next. Every time she tried, he would kick. She just kept trying and trying.
They are good little buddies.
And she's just a sweet little girl...who likes to pout when Aunty won't let her fill up the watering can with the water hose.
Really, you need to click on the photo to see the full pout...eyes, lips, cheeks. :)
Here she is in the most expensive toddler high-chair in the world. It's Max's old seat, that he doesn't fit in anymore. It's also the only chair we can keep her in while she's eating!
Unless she's sleepy after her nap...and just wants to eat a sandwich. Then she pulls it to the edge of the table and eats.
When it's time to eat, she wants us to have Max right at the table with us. She knows he's not going to eat what we're eating, but he needs to be right there. When she's eating something extra delicious, she thinks he needs to try it...but only a little bite, because the rest is for her! She brings him his favorite toys, and has her own set of toys she likes to show him. She insists he watch Caillou with her, and he puts up with it...even though he tries to convince her the whole time they would both be a lot more happy watching Curious George.
(She's roped him into an episode of Caillou...but he doesn't seem to mind.)
This is a pretty poor photo lighting wise, but I was trying to stealthily get a photo of her trying to put his pants on for him. She had "changed" his POOOOOP-YUUCK! diaper, and needed to put his pants on next. Every time she tried, he would kick. She just kept trying and trying.
They are good little buddies.
And she's just a sweet little girl...who likes to pout when Aunty won't let her fill up the watering can with the water hose.
Really, you need to click on the photo to see the full pout...eyes, lips, cheeks. :)
Here she is in the most expensive toddler high-chair in the world. It's Max's old seat, that he doesn't fit in anymore. It's also the only chair we can keep her in while she's eating!
Unless she's sleepy after her nap...and just wants to eat a sandwich. Then she pulls it to the edge of the table and eats.
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