Back to Reality.

First, I would like to acknowledge that it has been a while since I have last posted. Hopefully, this post means I'm back. :)

We spent the last week in Palm Springs, CA. We go every spring to visit John's parents who have a home out there.  It is paradise, let me tell you!  Anyways, we had a great time, and as soon as John gets the photos on the computer I will post about our time there.

Like I said, we spent a week in paradise....

And now we have a lot of this going on...

On the way home from Palm Springs, Noah had a fever virus.  We hopped right back into reality.  Then, yesterday, just a few days after the dreaded virus, Noah was diagnosed with a nasty double ear infection. Awesome.
AND this morning, Joe woke up with a fever virus. His seems a little different than Noah's, and since Noah's was almost a week ago, I doubt it could be the same virus.  I would think Joe would have caught it way sooner than now. Anyways, some of Joe's best buds have it too. No fun! :(  My sweet boy missed one of his buddy's birthday party today and he will be missing his first baseball practice this evening.  He's certainly disappointed.

Notice the puffy red eyes?? I think it's an allergic reaction to something in Motrin.  The doc doesn't seem to think so since Benadryl doesn't give him any relief.  However, this only happens when Motrin comes into play.  Who knows??

So, I'm playing nurse for my two sick boys today.

I sometimes find that there is something empowering about that role.  I have two whiney needy little boys, yet I am taking care of them as usual, I've lysol-ed the house, vacuumed, mopped the floors, washed their bedding and have done a load of clothes.  Why can't I be this productive every day?!

If you get a minute, say a prayer for my little sicklings.

PB & J

It's been a while!

We've been busy making Peanut Butter and Jellies. Well, Joe has anyway....

We've also been sick. Yucky colds, fevers, Dr. visits, and an ear infection. :(

We've also been enjoying a pretty mild winter.

Dear Omaha,
Where is all this snow we have heard about?!? We appreciate you making this winter feel a little more like winter in the South, but we're ready to see the white stuff!


Hopefully this is the beginning of blogging on a more regular basis.  'Til next time!

Textersation with the Sista

You all seemed to enjoy the last one....

And I feel like the textersation I JUST had with my sister Ashley is blog worthy.

So much so that I am blogging in the middle of a stomach bug.

Here it goes....

A= Ashley (sister)
M= Misty (me)




A: I just love us

M: Hahaha

A:

M: Yeeeeah Sexy

M: Taken by the talented Joegy Schluchter  (this would be my son) ...

A: it's not fair to the human race how attractive I am.

M: I like to call this one..."Big Bama Boobs with Ear Damage"...

A: Gahahaha that's the day you made me bleed!!!!  (don't ask)

M: :) :) :) :)

M: ....I feel a blog post coming on....

M: "A Textersation with the Sista Part 2"

A: Ohhhhhhhhjh snaaaaaap!!!!!    (i don't know why she put a 'j' in there, but whatevs)

M: Hehehehehehehehehe





I am so thankful the Lord blessed me with a cray-cray sister. :)

Getting in the Christmas Spirit!

We spent yesterday afternoon and early evening getting festive.

Here are a few snap shots that we took during the process...

 It's so fun for the boys to hang ornaments 

that John and I had at their age.

 Thankful for a husband that will spend time

in the freezing cold hanging lights. :)

 John's grandmother made his and my stocking.

His mom made one for each of the boys.

 Noah posing by the tree.

 Good job, hubby!!

Christmas brings out the silliness in us.

When then decorating was over, we stuffed our faces with pizza, bread sticks, and wings. That will probably be tradition. YUM.

Hope the Christmas holiday is off to a good start for each of you! Merry Christmas! {that's the first time I've said that this year.... it feels good! :) }

My own little Rocky Balboa

Noah and I went to pick up Joe from school yesterday.  We got home and Noah had lots of toys to carry inside.  We walked around to the front of our house, where we have 2 concrete steps that lead up to our front porch and doorway.

I'm not exactly sure what happened, but it seemed as though Noah stepped on to the bottom step and his foot slipped off. His hands where full, so his brow bone caught the fall on the top step.

OUCH.

He cried immediately and I watched as a big bruised swollen bump appeared quickly right before my eyes.  My heart broke and everything inside of me wanted to panic.

Thank goodness John was working from home.  His calmness kept me from having a heart attack :).

I spent time on the phone talking with nurses while John held Noah in front of one his favorite shows with an ice pack (our friend the bumble bee boo-boo buddy).

We all came to the conclusion that there was nothing to worry about.  No concussion or other head injury symptoms, so we put him down for a nap after a couple of hours and a good lunch.  They told us to go and "stir" him every couple of hours during nap time, just to make sure he was responding in some way.

---- Normally, these kind of things don't phase me.  I can look at the goriest of gore and I don't get nauseous or panicky.  When it's my own child, apparently, it's a different story. I was panicky. worried. nervous. nauseous. quick to pray.----

Anyways, when he woke up from his nap, he looked like this.....

...only a little worse, because his eye wasn't opened at all. 

Back on the phone with the nurses.

I didn't expect for it to swell up that much more. Was it fractured? I needed assurance.

We still concluded that there was nothing to worry about.  They did suggest (proper protocol) that we either sleep with him for the next 2 nights, or "stir" him every two hours as a precaution.

We chose to take turns waking up every couple of hours. He did great over night, but woke up looking like this....

My poor guy.

They said it would probably get uglier and take at least a week for all of the swelling to go down and for most of the bruising to go away.

The good news?  This hasn't seemed to affect him at all. 

Still all boy.

Still playing hard.

Not complaining.... he's a trooper.

(sorry for the blurry pictures... it's hard to capture decent ones, 

especially on the cell phone, when they are playing!)

I'm thankful it is nothing serious. So very thankful. But my heart still hurts every time i look at his little eye.

**Joe just told me that he put that ^^helmet^^ (aka red fire fighter hat) on Noah to protect his boo boo. These brothers sure can be sweet. :) **

A Whole Lotta This

Going on around here.

I'm pretty sure this is what we will be doing all winter long.

These boys are having a blast and this keeps them entertained for an hour at a time.
Not much can do that. :)

Here's to a winter full of forts! 

(don't tell the boys it's a fort. they call it a 'tent'. no forts around here.)