Liza's found her calling in life--to breastfeed her teddy.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Suzy's the star...
Did you know that Suzy and Amy have a special bond? Their names both end in Y. I guess Danielley, Janelly, Kimmy, Becky, Hezzy, Richy, Mommy, Daddy could contest that they also have those last letters, but Suz is the only one who uses her Y regularly. I'll just go by "Krist" as Laura B calls me.
Monday, February 2, 2009
Chunk-o-rama
Lost your lucky rabbit foot? No need to worry. Just come rub this little Buddha belly for good luck.
Please note that Krista (you can call her "The Domestic One") made these spirited BYU pants, which are proven to help the Cougs win if Amy is in attendance.
Amy's pretty dang cute with clothes on, as well.
Please note that Krista (you can call her "The Domestic One") made these spirited BYU pants, which are proven to help the Cougs win if Amy is in attendance.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Physical therapy
Who knew that putting a baby in a headlock is one of the exercises for infant torticollis?
Fortunately, Lily's been a champ about putting up with it all--including photo shoots during tummy time and big flowers on her poor, bald little head.
Fortunately, Lily's been a champ about putting up with it all--including photo shoots during tummy time and big flowers on her poor, bald little head.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Nuts about our family
Ever since Krista began the RN program at BYU I've been calling her up and asking her advice at all hours of the day and night on all sorts of health issues including constipation (Sage's), IBS (Mark's), and goiter growth (anonymous). She's always gone out of her way to provide over-the-phone-diagnoses, check up later on our conditions, and even consult medical books and professors for additional information.
As grateful as I was at 2 a.m. for Krista's suggestions for helping Sage get over her constipation, today I found myself offering a most fervent prayer of thanks for Krista's medical training and willingness to share her skills. I was babysitting a friend of Sage's today when we decided to make some Whatchamacallits. Forgetting about the friend's peanut allergy, I let the girls spoon the dregs of PB rice krispy mix out of the bowl while I washed the other equipment. Before I was done filling up the sticky dishes to soak Sage's friend told me her throat hurt. With horror, I realized my terrible mistake. I rushed to find some Benadryl and call her mom.
In the next half an hour (which seemed like an eternity), the poor girl's nose began to drip, her eyes began to swell, she threw up several times, and she began to have difficulty breathing. And I made 4 frantic phone calls to Krista. If Krista ever decides to bag the NP thing, she'd make a great 911 phone call answerer. She helped me stay calm, know what signs to watch for, and what dosage of Benadryl to give. And she called me back a few times to check on the girl's symptoms.
Tonight I was gratefully contemplating Krista's contributions and I realized that I rely on every family member for certain things. Just today I forwarded Danielle a friend's questions about a piano they are considering purchasing. And thanks to Kim, our computer runs faster now that the .ds virus has been eliminated. And Rebecca racked me up a whole bunch of compliments on Sunday by agreeing to play a musical number with me in my ward (even though she's pregnant and has no more than 1/4 normal lung capacity by the looks of it). And Suzy is always good for administering an intense back and shoulder massage with the world's strongest fingers. And Rich is the only one who knows how to get the internet to work on the slower computer at Mom and Dad's house. (I know because I accidentally disconnected it, thinking it was my USB, three months ago and it hasn't worked since). And Heather is always good for dancing the tango with and making me feel like a dunce with her high ACT score, and for getting something fun going. And Dad always has a log of Cheddar cheese to dole out on my way out the door. And Mom always seems to know exactly when I need a nice email or I'll quit. And Jordan never complains about how often we ask him to help move us (and spearhead the process). And Bryce is always willing to share his handheld Tetris game that he keeps in the bathroom (as long as no one brings down his average). And Adam makes the most delicious nachos and tries to say that anyone can make them that well. And Mark is always willing to help me with my immigration problems and intercede when I'm about to get deported.
As grateful as I was at 2 a.m. for Krista's suggestions for helping Sage get over her constipation, today I found myself offering a most fervent prayer of thanks for Krista's medical training and willingness to share her skills. I was babysitting a friend of Sage's today when we decided to make some Whatchamacallits. Forgetting about the friend's peanut allergy, I let the girls spoon the dregs of PB rice krispy mix out of the bowl while I washed the other equipment. Before I was done filling up the sticky dishes to soak Sage's friend told me her throat hurt. With horror, I realized my terrible mistake. I rushed to find some Benadryl and call her mom.
In the next half an hour (which seemed like an eternity), the poor girl's nose began to drip, her eyes began to swell, she threw up several times, and she began to have difficulty breathing. And I made 4 frantic phone calls to Krista. If Krista ever decides to bag the NP thing, she'd make a great 911 phone call answerer. She helped me stay calm, know what signs to watch for, and what dosage of Benadryl to give. And she called me back a few times to check on the girl's symptoms.
Tonight I was gratefully contemplating Krista's contributions and I realized that I rely on every family member for certain things. Just today I forwarded Danielle a friend's questions about a piano they are considering purchasing. And thanks to Kim, our computer runs faster now that the .ds virus has been eliminated. And Rebecca racked me up a whole bunch of compliments on Sunday by agreeing to play a musical number with me in my ward (even though she's pregnant and has no more than 1/4 normal lung capacity by the looks of it). And Suzy is always good for administering an intense back and shoulder massage with the world's strongest fingers. And Rich is the only one who knows how to get the internet to work on the slower computer at Mom and Dad's house. (I know because I accidentally disconnected it, thinking it was my USB, three months ago and it hasn't worked since). And Heather is always good for dancing the tango with and making me feel like a dunce with her high ACT score, and for getting something fun going. And Dad always has a log of Cheddar cheese to dole out on my way out the door. And Mom always seems to know exactly when I need a nice email or I'll quit. And Jordan never complains about how often we ask him to help move us (and spearhead the process). And Bryce is always willing to share his handheld Tetris game that he keeps in the bathroom (as long as no one brings down his average). And Adam makes the most delicious nachos and tries to say that anyone can make them that well. And Mark is always willing to help me with my immigration problems and intercede when I'm about to get deported.
In the words of Dash, "I love our family."
Monday, January 26, 2009
Lily's first piano lesson
We start them young around here. Hanon, Bastien, and Irene Peery, here we come.
The good news is that Lily didn't even get any tear drops on her lesson.
The good news is that Lily didn't even get any tear drops on her lesson.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
The big 3-1
Not only did Heather get about 31 inches of height on this heel click in front of the Dome of the Rock, but she also racked up 31 points on the ACT! Nice one, big smarty pants! 
(No one tell Harvard. It's too far from Utah.)
(No one tell Harvard. It's too far from Utah.)Wednesday, January 21, 2009
The Twin Tanks
At their two month checkups, Lily scored in the 95th percentile and Amy was well above the 95th percentile....for WEIGHT! These two cute little tanks are helping their mommies build massive arm muscles with their 13.2 pound (Lily) and 14.2 pound (Amy) bodies. Amy is now just one diaper size behind Cindy and Eliza, and gaining fast.
If you take a look at these pictures, you'll see that chubby is the new thin, for babies at least. And if anyone has any suggestions for channeling their future growth into the hair department, please leave your number.
If you take a look at these pictures, you'll see that chubby is the new thin, for babies at least. And if anyone has any suggestions for channeling their future growth into the hair department, please leave your number.
Monday, January 12, 2009
An update from Mom
This morning when I opened the drapes, I saw this beautiful view again and had to snap this photo.
Although there continues to be turmoil in Gaza, things remain quite calm here in Jerusalem. Yesterday the center even allowed the students to go into the Old City and shop (as long as they were in groups of 5). We miss traipsing all over the country as "The 17 Wilsons."
We pray daily for a speedy end to the armed conflict and suffering. In the meantime we are safe and enjoy the beauty our location...even on days when we can't get around much.
Love,
Mom
Although there continues to be turmoil in Gaza, things remain quite calm here in Jerusalem. Yesterday the center even allowed the students to go into the Old City and shop (as long as they were in groups of 5). We miss traipsing all over the country as "The 17 Wilsons."We pray daily for a speedy end to the armed conflict and suffering. In the meantime we are safe and enjoy the beauty our location...even on days when we can't get around much.
Love,
Mom
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