My Funny Boy!

Gunnar is so funny! And I know that a lot of my posts begin this way...but it is so true!

Today Nolan and I have been working on painting the kitchen (yes it is taking a really long time to complete these blasted renovations!) Anyway, earlier this afternoon, Sienna and Gunnar helped us tidy up and as a reward, they were allowed to watch a movie. It ended a short while ago, and Nolan began to heat up some pizza for their dinner. When it came out of the microwave, it was pretty hot, so they had to wait a few minutes for it to cool down. Gunnar piped up and asked (now keep in mind, this was one long sentence) "Hey Mom, can I watch another movie while my pizza cools down...?...say 'Sure'!"
The fact that he says "Sure" like "Shoi" made it all the more funny!

I love my funny little boy!

Another Trip to The ER

Well this was actually a trip to the Clinic - but in an emergency situation.

Sienna was doing her homework, and Gunnar was not so much helping her as bugging her. He (in true little brother fashion) Jumped out from beside the couch with his vampire teeth in and growled at her! She was sitting on the couch and she jumped backwards. Evidently there was a sharpened pencil sticking out from between the sofa cushions, and it stabbed her in the back!!
She began screaming ... not in the "my little brother is annoying me" way ... but in that way that you KNOW something is definitely wrong.

I ran into the room and found out what had happened. I grabbed my keys and tried to comfort her and tell her we were going to go to the Emergency Clinic and get it taken care of. She kept crying "Mommy it hurts, it hurts!" I wanted to cry too.

My neighbor from across the street was outside when we came out and offered to take care of Gunnar so Sienna and I could go. I graciously accepted and we were on our way. Little Sienna had to sit in her booster seat leaning forward so as not to further irritate the affected area.

When we got there, they ushered us back relatively quickly and began to set up for the pencil lead removal procedure. They began with the topical numbing solution and when that took effect, the doctor started poking and prodding with tweezers. But nothing was coming out. After many minutes and many tries, the doctor could not find anything and said he thought the pencil tip had maybe stabbed her, but had not actually stayed stuck in her back.

From there, we decided to do a procedure kind of like a mole removal to get rid of the big, dark black mark on her pale skin. We were moved to another room where the more intricate work could be done. The doctor injected some Lido-cane via syringe for deeper numbing, then began to cut. As he was cutting, the scalpel went "scraaaaaatch"! What was that?!

Apparently, the tip HAD completely broken off and was almost 1/4 of an inch below her skin's surface!! Yikes!

The doctor removed it and stitched up Sienna's little back with three stitches.

About a week later, after seeing no signs of infection, and having done it many times in the past (when I was an MA), I removed her stitches at home.

I obviously don't want it to happen again, and hope it does not...but between both of my kids, this is the 3rd trip to an ER in 2 years!! I wonder what next time might bring????

Fly Smackin'

I love taking pictures of my kids, and here is a particularly funny one I got of Gunnar. He was running around the house swatting over and over again, trying madly to kill an annoying fly buzzing around.

After he finally smacked it he looked at me any triumphantly said, " I smacked da fly with da fly smacker!"

Sienna-isms

I just love my adorable little girl! She is so fun to talk to and I love how she expresses herself. It is very fun to see the world through her beautiful brilliant blue eyes!

A few weeks ago, we were doing some extra credit homework in her school notebook. The problem was to find rhyming words for one given word, which was was "pen". I told that "den" was one word...then had to explain to what a den was. Then I asked her what another name for a female chicken was. She correctly answered, "hen".
My next idea was to find the plural form of "man". So I asked her what another word was for grown up boys. And she said questioningly, "daddys?" I told her she was sort of correct, but what about a different way to say a whole bunch of daddys all together. She thought for a moment then said in an impish little voice, "Meat?"
I started laughing so hard I could barely breathe. She began her contagious giggle and finally realized what was so funny!!

Another time, we were again doing homework, this time working on spelling words. We got to one particular word that she didn't know. The word was "wool". She asked me what it was and I said, "Wool is the fur that comes from sheep. You can make warm sweaters out of it, or blankets. Have you ever heard of a woolly sheep?"
She perked up and said confidently, "Oh yeah! Is that kind of like the 'Woolly Ghost'?"
I burst out laughing and she began her contagious giggle, but couldn't understand why I was laughing so hard. Between breaths I finally got it out that who she was referring to was the "Holy Ghost"!!

I love you Sienna!! You are my pride and joy!!