Making up for lost time

Ok, so yeah, it's been a while. Life gets hectic. The days run out of hours. It happens.

Since the last post.....

Let me introduce you to my future daughter-in-law, Miss Harlee Dianne Hayek. Parker's little girlfriend was born on October 16th and weighed in at 6 pounds, 15 ounces. He is a little timid around her right now, but someday he'll open up around her, I'm sure!

This picture will someday be shown on the jumbotron at Kyle Field, when Parker starts for the Texas A&M football team. Whoop! ("Put me in coach, I'm ready to play...")

SATURDAY, OCTOBER 25TH: THE MAIN EVENT - PARKER vs. THE NIGHTSTAND It's fairly obvious who the winner was...

"V-Smile Baby?" no thanks. "Barney videos?" who needs 'em? "Tonka dump truck with jumbo legos?" BORING. "Toilet paper rolls?" NOW THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN 'BOUT!

(apparently toilet paper also has opioid properties that serve to make a baby appear stoned out of his mind)

We grown ups got a much needed break from babyland on Sunday and headed to Houston to watch the Texans play the Bengals. The Texans won big (can't remember the score), and we had a great time just being grown ups with our friends!

Ryan, Ryan and Cody

Me, Laura and Karissa tailgating with Miller Lite before the game

We decided to try Parker's Halloween costume on him to make sure it would work for his very first Halloween. He tolerated it for about 2 1/2 minutes. I'll try to get some better pictures of our little monkey on Halloween.

Parker is learning how to wave "bye-bye" when someone says bye-bye to him. I got this short video of it. Sorry it's from behind him, but if he had seen the camera he would have been trying to eat the camera instead of waving. (he also gives you a sneak-peek at his mad dancing skills in the middle of the video. anytime you say "Dancy, dancy" he shakes his little booty and dances. The next Fred Astaire? Nah, probably just the next Ryan Weishuhn...poor kid. anyone who has seen Ryan dance knows what I'm talking about.)

AND FINALLY.... while downloading pics for this post I came across a pic of Parker from a year ago. I'll put it with one from now...my how he's grown! (cue sappy sentimental music, and get me a kleenex!)

Ok, that's all for now.
Until next time,
Sarah

Adventures in MEAT

First of all, we'd like to say that we are still trying to adjust to having one little noise box in our house. Why, then, did Sarah insist on allowing THIS to happen a couple of weeks ago??

Yup, that's ANOTHER miniature person IN OUR HOUSE! I tried to give her the stare-down and intimidate her into leaving...it only made her more intrigued by me.

Her name is Ella, and she's one of Parker's girlfriends. He will have lots of girlfriends, since girls are the only thing that seem to be being born anymore. (Except for Parker's homeboys Mason and Landon, of course!)

Anyway, Sarah likes to call me a "bed hog" because I insist on sharing her pillow with her when she sleeps at night. I entered the room the other night to find THIS....that kid learns fast!

In no time at all we shall succeed in ridding that room of grown ups all together!

And yes, that clock in the background says 4:48. Yes, that is in the morning. Yes, the lady human and we felines were up at that time. And it was a Saturday morning. We have lost our damn minds.

So Parker is expanding his diet these days. He's now eating cheerios (he has only choked a couple times so far, so now they are being broken in half before he gets them), and has been introduced to the wonderful world of baby foods containing MEAT. We think they smell simply scrumptious. We think he disagrees. Here's what happened on his first experience with turkey with rice and mixed vegetables.

Stay tuned to future posts for his opinion of beef and chicken.

Well alrighty, that's all I have for now. I've been up and around for approximately 27 minutes now, so it's about time for another catnap.

Until next time,

Lexi Lou

OWWWWWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!

Hi! It's me, Parker! My mommy told me that a friend of hers (who shall remain nameless, but she says her name rhymes with Schmecky Schmagarr) once tried to get rid of my Aunt Heather's cats by hiding them in a box while no one was looking. Since I wanted to speak my mind tonight, I decided I'd give her trick a try. I only have a little while before those cats break free and realize that I have hijacked their blog, so I'd better make this quick...

I AM A BIG, GROWING BOY! I turned 9 MONTHS OLD on Friday, and so today my mommy and my Grammie took me to Giddings to visit my girlfriend Dr. Amy. She always tells me I'm SO HANDSOME, and who could argue with her??? Sometimes Dr. Amy is not my friend, like when she makes me be still so she can look in my ears, or when she makes me open my mouth so she can look in there. I try to promise her that I am NOT stashing away food in either of those places, but she insists on looking anyway. Today the doctor told us that I weigh 23 pounds and 9 ounces and I am 28.5 inches long. I am such a pro at growing! Since I was born, I have gained almost 14 pounds and have grown 7.5 inches! If any of you little babies out there need tips on how to become big and strong, just hit me up! After I flirted with Dr. Amy for a while she left the room and sent in another lady. This lady does NOT want to be friends with me! First she made my mommy and my Grammie hold me down while she stuck a needle in my arm and pulled out some of my blood - OUCH! I protested as loud as I could, but she did it anyway! She says they are making sure my blood counts are ok and that I don't have high levels of lead in my blood. Apparently it's normal to torture babies like this when they are my age. When it was finally over, I was just beginning to calm down when she made them hold me down again. I knew this was going to be bad news when YOW! SHE STUCK A NEEDLE IN MY CHUNKY THIGH THIS TIME! This time she pushed some stuff INTO my skin instead of pulling blood out! I don't know why these people insisted on hurting me today! I cried for a little while, but was quiet by the time we got out to the car. I was so glad my mommy and my Grammie got me the heck outta that place!


My cousin Landon got baptized yesterday. I'm so glad HE was the one getting water dumped on his head this time! I remember when that man dumped water on my head and BOY WAS I MAD! Landon was NOT happy about the water either. Here's a picture, but you can't tell that he was crying.

My mommy hasn't taken any embarassing pictures of me lately, so I thought it may be about time to share some embarassing pictures of Landon. My Aunt Heather sent these to mommy today - they are of Landon's first day back at day care. After seeing these, I sure am glad that I don't go to a day care, because they do WEIRD THINGS there!

A couple of final things...I want to give a shout out to my new homegirl Reisy Day Janca, who was born last week Thursday. Mommy says she is SO CUTE and that I'll definitely like her when I get older. Now I am just waiting for my other girlfriend prospect, Baby Girl Hayek, to be born sometime very soon! And mommy says that she'd like all of you to pray for the family of her former boss and friend, Kelley Oliphint. Kelley passed away Sunday evening from brain cancer, and he was only 42 years old. He leaves behind a wife and a 10 year old son and TONS of friends.

I guess I'd better go let those cats out of the box now before they get a chance to plot their evil revenge against me!

Until next time,

Parker

The Blabber Mouth and the Belly Laughs

I finally got a couple of new good videos of Parker. The first one is his new blabbering that his Aunt Megan says she didn't teach him, but I think she really did. Either she did or his Uncle Jason did. Parker has been doing this NON-STOP since he spent the day with those 2 crazy kids last weekend. (and close to the beginning of the video i can just picture him with heavy gold chains flung around his neck and a mohawk and spouting off "I pity tha fool who don't give me that camera!" The look of frustration and disappointment on his face is blatantly obvious.)

I have been trying FOREVER to get a good video of Parker belly laughing. It took his Grammie coming over today to get him to finally do it. He tends to squeal a little bit when he gets excited about something. And who would have thought that a pillow attack would be so funny?!?!

I FINALLY have a weekend off from school and work, so I'm off to do some relaxing!

Until next time,

Sarah

Aging and Accomplishments

So it's been a little while since we updated, and in the interest of limited time and busy schedules, we will try to keep this one short and to the point. Here's what's been going on for the past week in our house.

The man human is getting OLD. Yesterday was his 30TH birthday! The lady human and baby human wanted to remind him that even though he's pretty ancient, he still can be a kid at heart, so they bought him something called a Playstation 3. Now the lady human thinks she may see a lot less of the man human helping out with the baby human, since he has a newfound obsession. Here's Parker playing with his favorite part of the present.

Last week the grown ups traveled to Corpus Christi so Sarah could do her clinical fundamentals check-offs and health assessment for nursing school. We are told everything went great and that she is now doing clinicals every other weekend at St. Mark's Medical Center in La Grange. So she's working there for 40 hours a week and doing clinicals there for 25 hours every other weekend. We're going to miss seeing her around. (but maybe since she won't be around that little fella won't be around as much either, and we can finally sleep in peace for once!)

Sorry this post is so short and uneventful...if anything exciting happens in our world in the next few days we'll be sure to update you!

Until then,

Lexi and Sadie

Please fasten your safety belt and keep your arms inside the vehicle at all times...

Disclaimer: This will probably be a lengthy entry. Enter at your own risk!

WOW....WHAT A RIDE! This week has been a crazy rollercoaster and has convinced me that I am absolutely a Type A personality. I never realized just how much I favor organization and a schedule until this week. I went through a rollercoaster of feelings from day to day. Let me explain....

SUNDAY - feeling of the day: crafty

So for some reason last Sunday I had the urge to be crafty. I'm invited to a couple of baby showers and was tired of giving the same ol' gifts, so I decided to try my hand at making diaper cakes. Not too shabby, if I may say so myself! Here are the two that I have completed thus far...

Overall I thought this was not a bad start to my week.

MONDAY - feeling of the day: organized

On Monday I had my schedule for the whole week all worked out. I'd work Monday-Thursday, Ryan and I would travel to Corpus Christi on Thursday night, we'd stay there Friday night and head back to LaGrange Saturday evening. For those of you who don't know, I am currently working on my Bachelor's in Nursing degree in a self-paced, online program through Texas A&M Corpus Christi. The only thing standing between me and starting my clinicals is a quick trip to Corpus to meet with my instructor to a) do a medication administration check-off and b) do a head-to-toe health assessment on an adult "patient" (Ryan) from memory and complete the appropriate documentation afterwards. I've been nervous and anxious about the assessment for weeks, but finally I was feeling like I was prepared. So on Friday I'd do the medication check-off and have some practice time in the lab with my instructor on other nursing skills. Saturday morning we'd go up to the school and complete the assessment with documentation and get back on the road and be back in LaGrange by dinnertime.

Enter Hurricane Ike.

TUESDAY - feeling of the day: anxious

Tuesday started with me watching pretty much every single online news outlet and getting all of their predictions on what Hurricane Ike was going to do. They all agreed. Ike was heading straight for Corpus, but shouldn't get there until early Saturday morning. But wait, I'M SUPPOSED TO BE IN CORPUS EARLY SATURDAY MORNING. dammit. what now? several emails and phone calls later, me and my advisor decide that we can cram everything we need to do into one day. So Ryan and I will travel to Corpus Wednesday night, do my thing Thursday, and get out of town Thursday night while Ike is still out in the gulf, slowly churning towards land. Disaster averted.

WEDNESDAY - feeling of the day: pissed off

Still checking radar and various weather outlets frequently. Ike is not turning. Ike is strengthening. And still on course for Corpus. They are predicting a bad, bad storm. Yikes, should I reschedule my trip? I DON'T WANT TO RESCHEDULE MY TRIP! I WANT TO GET THIS MESS OVER WITH ALREADY SO I CAN START MY CLINICALS! Later in the morning I get an email from my advisor..."Sarah, I think we'd better reschedule. This looks too serious to mess with." Well sonofa....doesn't this beast of nature know that I FAVOR ORGANIZATION AND STRUCTURE??? Ok fine, he wins. I'll reschedule. I reschedule for this coming week Wednesday. We will travel to Corpus Tuesday night, do my thing all day Wednesday, and head back Wednesday night. YIPPEE!! MORE TIME TO GET ANXIOUS AND FREAK OUT AND WONDER IF I'M PREPARED! I LOVE MOTHER NATURE! To put it bluntly...Mother Nature, you are a b#*ch.

THURSDAY - feeling of the day: worried

Weather man said on Wednesday night that if Ike stayed on his current course the eye could be expected to pass directly over LaGrange Saturday afternoon. WHAT?!?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? A category 1 hurricane directly over my house. Neat. What else yet?? I call my mom and ask if I should be joining the rest of the crazies at the store stocking up on bottled water, flashlights, batteries and canned meat. She assures me that this storm is going to turn - they always do. I'm reluctant to believe her, but I do anyway. She's always right, after all. Yet still, I have an uneasy feeling the entire day. My house has flooded before, and it didn't take a hurricane to do it. I decide to just put batteries in the flashlights I have and finally take the weather radio I won in a raffle out of the box and put some batteries in it too. Bring it on Ike.

FRIDAY - feeling of the day: disappointed

I check the news outlets Friday morning to find out that Ike has, of course, changed his path. He's now headed straight for Galveston and Houston. But LaGrange is still predicted to get some tropical storm force winds and 2-4 inches of rain. Ok, that's fine. I'll take your wind and your rain. But did you have to prematurely ruin my trip to Corpus? Ryan and I end the night battening down the hatches and put Parker in bed with us just incase things turn ugly.

SATURDAY - feeling of the day: disbelief

Ryan and I wake up Saturday morning and look outside to see what kind of devastation we have been handed. And we see...NOTHING. NOT A DAMN THING. the ground is dry and there is a balmy breeze a blowin. That's all. Later in the day we get 10 sprinkles of rain and then the humidity jumps to at least 250% and the temperature soars to upwards of 160 degrees. Or so it seems. All of this preparation and anxiety and this is all we get. Ike....I HATE YOU.

SUNDAY - feelings of the day: lazy and forgetful

Parker and I went to lunch with my mom and stepdad and Heather, Russell and Landon. As we finish our meal I realize that I cannot find my keys. They are nowhere. We check and double-check the diaperbag, my pockets, the table, the car seat, the floor. They are nowhere to be found. I KNOW I brought them in with me - I had them in my pocket. and now they are gone. isn't that special? I go to the counter to ask if anyone has turned in a set of keys and I see them laying there. So i grab 'em and make sure they are to my car. They are. apparently they fell out of my pocket at some point. Finally we can leave. We go back to my mom's and spend a lazy afternoon watching a movie. Then we come home and are hanging out outside when Ryan's dad calls. "Just wondering if y'all are coming over here"..."over where?"..."To Katie's for Brynn's birthday party." CRAP!!! I TOTALLY FORGOT! I'm tellin' ya, if there is not an invitation hanging on my fridge i'm not going to remember the event. We throw together a diaper bag and i throw my hair in a cap (I look like total poop at this point) and we head to the party. We stay for a little over an hour before heading home to give parker his bath and get him to bed. Bathtime is always exciting in our house. Parker LOVES to make a mess. Here's some proof (this is NOT kiddie porn...please don't turn me in)

So here we are...ready to start another week...I think. This week I'll be praying for the strength to get through my Corpus stuff without going insane, and for all of those people who didn't fare so well with Hurricane Ike. Hope you'll be doing the same.

Until next time,

Sarah

just another day

....it was a close call, but the young lad was able to narrowly and miraculously escape the grasp of the slime-slinging monster who attacked him out of nowhere....





.....and who would have thought that Pampers are not pleasing to the palate??