Just for Sue. :)

My precious little girls on Tuesday night.  :)

The one of Callie is a bit out of focus because, well, it was dark in her room.  I can't believe the flash didn't wake her up, but I needed the photographic proof of how she was sleeping.

Monday

sucked.*

First, I had a bad attitude, which meant that I was less than my usual lovable self, and Callie fed off of it, which meant that she was less than her usual lovable self.  And since I was not very patient, and she was less than lovable, naps were a struggle.  And she (happily) played very loudly.  All day.  Keeping her sister awake.  Which made Katie less than lovable.  And (loudly) cranky.

So, by dinnertime, we were all tired and cranky and short-fused.

But both girls went to bed easily, within a couple of minutes of each other.  And then, I found this:

Courtesy of the owner of a red vehicle in the Ross parking lot who was apparently caught in that one super strong gust of wind on an otherwise windless day (in Oklahoma, I know) and was either so busy helping a elderly grandmother into the car that they didn't notice or were called away on a Very Important Emergency and forgot to leave their insurance information.

Then, my sewing machine needle broke.  In 6 years of owning this machine, I have never broken a needle.  I don't have any spares.

* It's just now Wednesday and I'm almost over the trauma.  A road trip, some sewing, and two very cuddly, lovable girls have helped immensely.

How to clean the bathroom when you have a helpful toddler(s)

1) Gather supplies.  It's helpful if your cleaning products don't have harmful fumes, but we can see where it could be entertaining...

2) Fill the bathtub to an appropiate water level.  If you toddler is anything like mine, she'll come running as soon as you turn the faucet.  Put the toddler into the tub.  Tell her that she can splash as much as she wants.  :)

3) Clean the bathroom. 

4) When the toddler is sufficiantly pruny, let her out.

5) Clean the bathtub.

6) While the toddler naps, indulge in the chocolate of your choice.  You've earned it.

Katie

is napping on a blanket in the middle of the floor.  Every now and then, she smacks her lips and smiles.  She makes my heart happy.

Got ees good.

All dee time.  (says an African Pastor via my friend Joy)

The pulmonary artery going from Katie's heart to her left lung is "kinked", sort of like a garden hose.  And, like a garden hose, the kink is making the flow loud, but the important part is that all of the blood that is supposed to be going to the left lung is getting there.  As she grows, she'll get more room in her chest cavity and it should allow the blood vessel to spread out a little and unkink.  We go back in a year to check it out. 

The answered prayer that I didn't even know I was praying?  The cardiologist mentioned that when our pediatrition called him, they had JUST had a cancellation and we got that slot.  Otherwise, the next available appointment would have been late August.  Pretty sure I would have been a wreck for the rest of the summer if we would have had to wait that long.

Scratch that

We have an appointment with a pediatric cardiologist and an echocardiagram tomorrow morning.

Miracle Gro

Katie had her one month well baby check.  As a refresher, she was 20 1/4 inches long and 7 lbs, .06 ozs at birth. 

Her big sister, Callie, was 6 lbs, 11.8 ozs and 19 inches long at birth and at one month was 20 3/4 inches long and 9 lbs even at one month.  Callie has slid down the lower half of the percentile charty dodad for her entire life.  I think that she's currently at about 20%.

Yesterday, Katie tipped the scales at NINE POUNDS, 11 ozs.  Then she nursed.  And then the nurse asked if I wasnted to weigh her again and she was a smidge under ten pounds.  And she's 22 inches long.  This little growth spurt puts her in the 79th percentile for height and 61st for weight.

In Other News, she also has a heart murmur.  Our pediatrician sent us straight to the hospital for an EKG and a chest xray.  The EKG was normal and I haven't heard back about the chest xray.  I don't actually know what they would have been looking for on an xray.  I'm assuming that if there was anything glaring, they wouldn't have let us leave yesterday and/or we would have heard something by now.  Right?