Sick-o

Ever since Thanksgiving, my house has morphed into an advertisement for Purell hand sanitizer. Seriously. Matt's sick, Gummybear is sick...heck, even the cat is puking on my carpet.

DON'T PANIC (like I did) - the baby is FINE. She's not "really" sick after all. Turns out, her projectile vomiting has nothing to do with a fever or the flu and has everything to do with the thrush meds she's been on for a few days. I suspected this after taking her temperature every hour on the hour for the past 48 hours and wondering why my thermometer wasn't working - it kept coming up with 98.5! I even sent sick Matt out to the Hogansville Rite Aid (directly past the sketchy :Piggly Wiggly) to spend a fortune on one of those digital ear thermometers. Still, 98.5. How could this be? She had been spraying herself, myself, the couch, and the dog with sour milk after every other feeding...that we gave her the thrush medicine...It all started to make sense. Considering that her thrush meds are green and smell like old people, I don't blame her for causing them to forcefully exit.

So, crisis averted. For now. I know that one day (probably this winter) she will get her first "real" cold/flu and I will be a mess - but hopefully not for a few more months.

And how is Matt, you ask? Not so good. He's got quite a bit of nastiness going on and sounds an awful lot like Pooh-bear when he talks. And, worst of all, he cannot hold GB until he gets better. She misses her daddy. :(  My poor little bunny....

Dear Daddy,

Dear Daddy


1. I do not fit into my preemie pants anymore, so mommy put some HUGE newborn pants on me and pulled them up to my armpits. She thinks it's cute, but I think I look like a little old man. I also think Jack-Jack is laughing at me. I think you should have a talk with mommy about my "image" when you get home. She can't go messing up my "image" like that!!

2. I was so fussy this morning that mommy put me in the sling and I got to go to bed in the big bed! Then when we woke up mommy told me about the dream she had. She dreamed she had triplet boys who all needed their diapers changed at the same time. She said it was a nightmare and she's sooooo glad there's just one of me. Is this a compliment??

3. I am wearing my daddy's princess onesie today in your honor.

And now I think I'll go nap on mommy because it's more fun to sleep during the day and stress mommy out all night :)

Heart you, daddy!
Love,


GB
 
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Dear GB,


I am sorry that the preemie pants are too small, but think it now gives you the opportunity to wear all sorts of new ones. I don’t know if mommy would listen if I said to make sure pants only go up to your waist. Jack-Jack is laughing at everyone, but you just call him fatty and he will simmer down.

You should really attempt to be less fussy. I know things are new and exciting, and that being fussy is your only form of communication. Daddy is really glad that we don’t have to worry about triplet boys at the same time as you. It would be hard to budget the time for everyone. I think what mommy is saying is that she loves you very much.


Have a good nap, and let mommy nap some too.


Heart U


P.S. Mommy needs to get some extra sleep. Crazy Train is leaving the station. :)

Saturday. In the Park....

Posted by Abigail

Now that I have you humming the song (did you know Chicago is one of my mommy's favorite bands?), I would like to tell you about my first day at the park! Thanks to my Aunt Jessica, I have tons of pretty pictures to share. So lets get started - I have dinner reservations at 8.

I went to the park Saturday to meet my cousins! We were celebrating my Gigi's birthday. I'm not sure what a birthday is yet, but we still had fun. I hope we celebrate Gigi's birthday every Saturday!

Me with my cousins (Graham, Jake, Becca, Raine...and me!)

Becca and me!

This is Becca eating a cookie. I didn't get a cookie...

Instead, I got some milk! (But I still want a cookie!)

Here I am hanging out with Raine!

This is Baby Jake. He is two months older than me. (And he is a MONSTER! His shirt said so.)

Jake, Uncle Mark, and Uncle Andrew like to talk about these little boxes and then they talk into them.

Baby Jake took a nap in the sunshine.

He was REALLY sleepy! What a baby!!

Becca and Graham palyed on the playground. Look at that hair!!

Mommy says that one day I will be able to play with them too.

Right now I just play with mommy and daddy.

Here's the sleepy-head Jake again!

Here are my feet! Not sure what this picture is doing in my story... (But I find them to be very lovely.)

I told them to amuse themselves and Bocci is the best they could come up with.  That's ok, I will learn how to play another time.

This is my mommy's first attempt at PhotoShop, but daddy really did it.  (shhh don't tell)

Good bye for now, friends.  I have a dinner appointment to keep.

Daddy's Girl

Wrapped around her teeny-tiny finger....

An email from Abigail to Daddy:

Dear Daddy,

You are cordially invited to dinner tonight! Please see details below and let me know if you can attend!
Dinner: Meat and cheese quesadillas

Dessert: Brownies
Entertainment: Me (The Gummybear) and Castle on Hulu (that guy from Firefly - he's a hoot!)
Time: 6:30
Place: Casa de Sandlin (mommy taught me some Spanish today! And how to type, apparently...)
Number attending: 6 (Me, you, mommy, Ginger, Lucy, Jack-Jack)

Please RSVP.

Heart you, daddy.

Love,


GB