MEME - thanks Dena!

I got tagged. So I have to do this thing called MEME
1. I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.
2. Each player starts with eight random facts/stories about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog

Ok...here it goes....

1. When I was eight I got bit by a horse. "Pepe" the horse across the street to be exact. No one told me the "palm down" feeding method.
2. I can't whistle, and couldn't figure out how to blow a bubble until into my teens. I would fake it by sticking my tongue into the gum to make a bubble.
3. I can't swim.
4. I never flew on a plane until my honeymoon.
5. I have been stung by a jellyfish and didn't realize it until hours later. And trust me- I do not have a high pain threshold, so how I missed that- I have no idea.
6. I found out I was originally a twin, when I was 20 years old.
7. I took Spanish. Latin and German concurrently my freshman year of high school, and can't remember a lick of any of it.
8. I broke 2 of my firm dating rules when I met my husband- never date anyone you work with or meet in a bar. I met my husband when we worked together..in a bar.

Ok- so...my tagging victims shall be....hmm....Susan M. and Lesley. I will rebel by not picking 8-'cause that's how I am :)

Manners 101 by Ryan

Every parent that I know has every intention of having mannerly children. I am no different. So I was extremely overjoyed to hear that Liz taught them proper responses to the greeting "How do you do?" When you say that to them, they stick their right hand out to shake.

HOWEVER, my euphoria was fleeting when I later learned that RYAN shoved a french toast stick in Dominic's ear. Not very mannerly if you ask me.

So Ryan may need a refresher course in what food items are unacceptable to cram in ear canals.

Do you know what time it is???

It's GYMBUCKS time!!! Whoopee!!! Yep, that's right- you only need to take one guess where I was today!

And the procrastinator in me still has not packed, or begun to pack, for our vacation. But I did take the plastic off my new luggage. So I guess I did get something constructive done:)

oh- and tried unsuccessfully for a new group shot.

Sniff Sniff.....

I sold my Triple Decker :(

I loved that stroller. It was so easy just to pop the car seats right on it without removing the trio from the infant carriers. It went to a lovely couple who seem like the kind of folks that will treat it well, take it on walks to the park, keep it tidy and clean, and hopefully love it as much as I did.

So, I let the TD have one last hurrah in the garage with the other strollers. They had their own little stroller party. Little does the Inglesina know that it's on its way out - looks great- but damn is that thing a monster. Oh, and my Combi single stroller was unable to attend since it was in the back of Drew's truck.

I think I need Strollers Anonymous.

Not a happy camper...

This week has been rough. Aspen is just plain miserable. Her leg is swollen from being smooshed in the cast, and her hips are tight so she cries when you move her. The Ortho told us to be very aggressive with her PT, and she has no restrictions. I have been doing PT daily and based on her reactions, I definitely think I got kicked off her Christmas card list. I gave her a really good workout in the pool yesterday, to which she repayed me by crying every 2 hours throughout the night.

Buh Bye Cast!

No more smelly cast! Wow, I can't believe it has been 12 weeks already. Of course, when they cracked that funky thing open, you would have thought she had it on for 12 months. She had FOOD stored in it. How she got food down this thing is beyond me. Thankfully I had my smart hat on yesterday and grabbed a washcloth before we left the house so I was able to de-funk her a tad in the office.

She screamed the whole time they cut it off. Hell- I would have too. I must have had a look of sheer fear on my face when the nurse aka "Jason" fired that saw up. She must have realized I had no color on my face so she showed me how it doesn't cut skin. Well, her exact words were "It's not supposed to cut skin". Yeah- still doesn't make me feel better -but thanks.

Anyway, Aspen's term in smelly cast is done. Now she gets a hip abduction cast to sleep in at night only. But she is really stiff right now, so we are working on some PT exercises with her to loosen her up. Pretty soon she will be giving Dominic and Ryan some fierce playroom competition :)

Before

After (doesn't she looked thrilled?)

Walking at Nana's...

Ryan fell in love with one of those can cooler kooshie thingies...

Fun at Nana's house...

"I'm being a good girl"

"I can make LOTS of fingerprints on this!"

"Nooo, we are NOT raiding the fridge. Ryan is just practicing his chin-ups and I'm spotting."

"Dominic, let me show you how to bang this on the slate table."

Smelly cast, smelly cast....

7 more days until Aspen's cast comes off!

You thought the hole in the ozone layer was big now- just wait until we crack this bad boy off of her. Thank goodness it is only a few more days because she is starting to have a "scent". Interesting facts about casts during the last 11 weeks that I have learned...

1] Gore-tex lining does not mean she can get wet- nope- the doctor looked at me like I lost my mind when I asked her if she could go swimming. HELLOOO- isn't that why I paid for the Gore-tex "upgrade"?

2] Casts will generate poop blow-outs. Never ever ever had she blown dynamite out her Pampers. Until the cast.

3] Cotton quickly absorbes poop.

4] It is very hard to cut poopy cotton off a cast.

Somewhere over the rainbow...

Ryan likes crayons. Actually, to be more specific, Ryan like marigold and blue crayons. Oh, and some special glitter crayon (I don't remember glitter crayons- we got jipped).

More specifically, Ryan likes to eat crayons. Because at speech therapy today, instead of sorting the crayons and fake oreo cookies, Ryan missed the memo and chewed the crayons. So after the therapist chased him down, I got to fish Crayola particles out of his mouth.

Oh, what a colorful diaper awaits me.