Monday, March 22, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
New Camera
Easton is sporting his first haircut in this picture. Definitely not perfect, but he looks sooooo much older now. I had to hold him pretty tight while Kurt cut his hair. He did not like the whole process, so a second attempt will be make shortly.
Yes you can say it....Oh sooooo cute.
Cassie looking so sweet and precious.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Happy Birthday Easton
- weight = 19 lbs even 25%
- height = 75%
- head circumference 75%
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Congratulations
Even Little E was in on the celebration.
Thanks Heather for the pics, you're awesome.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
We love you Easton. At ten months he is crawling everywhere, practicing his balancing skills by pulling himself up everywhere on everything, grinning with his two new bottom teeth, and now playing catch with his favorite kind of toy...any kind of BALL. He's a keeper!!!
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Christmas
Christmas was wonderful!!! Every Christmas is great but this year we had my family stay with us at our home. We've always traveled for the holidays, so it was really nice to actually have Christmas at our home. We started the festivities with a Christmas Eve party. Most of my siblings were able to attend which was a lot of fun, since we don't get together as much as we should. White elephant gifts were exchanged at the end of the evening followed by wrapping up the last of the presents. Christmas morning was magical until Cassie decided that she did NOT want to open the last of her presents. It was pretty funny watching her throw all of her presents at anyone who would hand them to her. We got it on video and I'm planning on sending it in to America's Funniest Videos. I'll post if that gets us anywhere. The day after Christmas was just as fun. We started a new tradition to go sledding the day after Christmas. Our girls have always been scared to go sledding and we were able to convince them to try it out. Of course after the first time down the hill they were addicted and wanted more and more. I think Christmas was a success, it's always nice to be able to spend time with family.

Saturday, November 14, 2009
It's about time
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Kurt and I went to the SYTYCD tour last week and had a blast. We love that show and we thorghouly enjoyed ourselves. At first Kurt was looking around for other "Dudes" and after he saw a few men with their significant others, he started to fell a little bit more relaxed. I have to say that Phillip was by far the most entertaining dancer at the show. I could watch his solo over and over again and never get bored. I'll also say that as much as we try to dance like him, well let's be honest that will never happen.
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PoOr LiTle eAsTOn
About two months ago, we noticed a soft lump on the back of Easton's neck. We weren't too concerned at first and decided to just watch it to see if it would go away or if it bothered him in anyway. Well nothing happened with it it just stayed there so we decided to take him to the doctor to get it checked out. Our Dr. really didn't know what it was and wanted to run some tests on him. So it began.
The first step was to have an ultrasound done. We went, we held him and we watched the screen and nothing showed up. So then we scheduled a CT to be done. Kurt and I took him to the hospital early in the morning and waited to have our little E sedated for the test. While we were waiting for the Pediatric Sedation Team to get everything set up, the NP asked to look report of the ultrasound and then decided that she wanted to have a MRI done instead of the CT. That decision sent us home until they could squeeze us in that afternoon.
We returned to the hospital about 1:30pm and waited again for the Sedation Team. We took little E back to a room where the torture began. Our poor little boy was pricked 7 times trying to get an IV into his little veins. It was so sad!!! I was holding him down on the bed, watching the needles fish around inside of both of his hands and both sides of his head (where the IV ended up being placed). Poor Kurt was left to just watch Easton kick and scream. At one point he was looking at Easton while the nurse had his head squished sideways on the bed, and I swear Easton saw him and said the saddest "DAAAAAAD" I've ever heard. After the IV was placed and the meds were pushed through, he calmed down and then fell into a deep slumber where I hope he forgot everything that had just happened to him.
The nurses wrapped him up in a blanket and also covered up the blood that was everywhere from their efforts of getting an IV in, and then put his baseball blanket on top of him. It didn't even look like our son was on the bed, it literally looked like a little pile of blankets were left waiting to be cleaned up by the janitorial staff. Finally the the sedation part of the procedure was over and somehow we got through that whole ordeal.
Next, the MRI. We followed little Easton down several halls to the machine where he would spend the next hour of his life. They placed his little body on this cradle type thing that held his body still. Then wrapped him with Velcro straps and then taped his forehead down to the machine. We were asked to find a seat and perhaps grab a bite to eat. We were told that he would probably be in the MRI room for about half an hour. After we heard him scream for about 3 minutes and then suddenly stop, the machine started up again and he was in there for another 30 minutes. Each minute that went by left horrifying thoughts in my head and "what ifs" about his future. My stomach felt sick and when the nurses came out with him after the test and then didn't say anything about the MRI, I mentally prepared myself for the worst. We walked back down the halls to the room where he was stabbed and waited for him to wake up. Still nothing about the MRI or if they saw anything on the computers. I wanted to ask the nursed soooooo bad but at the same time had no desire to hear anything. So we gave Easton a bottle of Pedialyte (he had to drink clear fluids before they could release him) and then packed up our stuff to go home. The nurse told us that they would call us in the morning to see how the night went.
Jacoby met up with us for trick-or-treating. I love his costume.











