You Mess With Me....

You'll have to deal with him!

This photo was taken during soccer season in 2009.

I think it's the perfect pic to point out how big my son really is. He's standing beside an average size 7 year old and at that time, D was 7.

It's also a great opportunity to address the reason why my son is so skinny. HE'S TALL!

I can't even tell you how many people ask me, "Do you feed your child?" I'm sure some people may just be saying this jokingly but after a while, it's irritating and I take it as an insult to my parenting.

Tell me, why would my husband and I send our child to top rated schools, clothe him in the 'coolest' gear, and do all we can to insure his safety and happiness and NOT feed him?

So there you go! He's tall, he's healthy, and yes, he eats! About six times a day if you must know. This isn't directed to anyone in paticular, just something I needed/wanted to say so maybe now the comments will stop. :)

On to Random Mumbo-Jumbo

• I missed yoga yesterday because the Hubs was working but, I recorded a 30-minute yoga episode to do on such days.
• Back on track with all the injection locations. Still have extremely annoying itching associated with each injection but I am doing my best not to scratch. A little rub here and there is ok.
• Experiencing new symptoms that I'll discuss in detail in a later post.
• Bean said, "Look Mommy, Coconuts!!!" She was refering to pine cones in a Pine Tree. :)

Christmas At Our House

What we do with the empty wrapping paper rolls. That and 'sword' fights.

D opening one gift on Christmas Eve.

Bean opening one gift on Christmas Eve.

The Results

Nosey Lola

Pure Joy. All for .99 cent store spin tops.

Super cool!

So much excitement...

for princess socks.

D's Goods

Bean's Goods

Time to play!

In case we've forgotten.

Later Christmas Day at Auntie & Uncle's house.

We had a very merry and very blessed Christmas. I hope everyone else had the same and enjoyed their holiday.

If you're like me, you still haven't recuperated from last week. Maybe in a few more days I'll feel normal again.

A Conversation with a 2yr Old (Video)

One Last Post Before Christmas

As I'm starting this post, my right pinkie finger has decided to go numb.

Anyway, we've been taking it easy this week in the Ellis home. D is out of school and has officially started his new day job of driving Bean insane. Or maybe it's the other way around, I'm not sure.

I've convinced the little one's that Santa will like cupcakes equally as much as cookies, if not more, so we'll be baking and decorating those tomorrow. I can't wait!!!

Christmas morning is promised to be perfect for the little one's. I can't wait to see their faces as they open their gifts and see what Santa brought for them. Pictures to come.

Now on to the rambling...

MS Related -

1. Shots in my arms are moving to where I have less fat, which in turn means more pain. The last one, (Tuesday) was so bad I almost kissed the floor, aka passed out.
2. Put the Cranberry juice in the pantry after pouring myself a glass. Got a good laugh off of that one.
3. Hesitation is my worst enemy when injecting.
4. I’m to the point where I don’t even think about the shots anymore. I use to do them promptly at 9am. Now, I’m lucky if I remember before noon. That’s a good thing. It means my mind isn’t constantly revolving around those darn shots. I haven’t missed one yet which is good too. It’s crazy that I’m saying that, “I’m glad I didn’t miss the opportunity to send a needle flying through my skin today”.
5. I’m tired of Dr. Appointments and lucky for me, no more until February.
6. No more legs for me! They’re not completely healed yet but they’re getting close. Maybe 2-3 bruises on each leg still but it no longer hurts to have the ‘Bean’ sit on my lap. And I’m so happy to not be scratching my legs like a crazy person anymore. The second itchiest spot is my stomach but I can handle that.
7. A 2 ½ year old should not know what a shot looks like, or that her Mommy has to give herself one. Bean walked in on me today while I was getting ready for my Copaxone. She said, “taking your shot Mommy?” What!? How in the world did she pick that up? She’s a smart cookie and she pays attention. To everything.

Home Related -

1. Yesterday (Dec. 22nd), we tried letting Bean wear ‘Big Girl Panties’ in hopes that she would tell us she needs to potty before actually doing it. Now, I’m no fool. We did this while we were home today but things didn’t go as well as expected. Thirty minutes or so into Panties #1, she pee’d, but she was able to stop before she completely drenched my carpet. We went to the potty and finished up and then put on Panties #2. Those didn’t last very long, maybe 20 more minutes. Then came our final pair, Panties #3. While wearing Panties #3 we successfully ate dinner with no accidents, then ate popcorn, and even went pee pee on the potty twice. Yay Bean! She came to us with her hands at her crotch and we quickly ushered her into the bathroom. She likes her privacy so we let her handle her business and moved along. While waiting in the living room, she comes in carrying Panties #3. Soaking wet Panties #3. And says, “They fell in Mommy. They fell in Daddy.” And there goes Panties #3, the last pair. Daddy threw all 3 in the washing machine and we’ll give it a-go again tomorrow. We’ve tried almost everything with this girl. But I am determined to have her potty trained before her 3rd birthday. Someone told me girls were easier but D was a breeze compared to the “Queen”.
2. Promising Bean candy when she poops in the potty, at 8pm, not a good idea. Plus, need more candy. Preferably sugar-free and teeth friendly.
3. Why is a child’s first instinct after picking their boogers to put them in their mouth? Yuk! Trying to break the little one of that habit right now. She even had one on her tongue and showed her Daddy like it was cool. So disgusting!

On that note, I will say goodbye for now. I'll be back after Christmas to share pictures and stories and updates on everything else.

Wishing you and your family a very Merry Christmas and a Happy Holiday.

The Queen Bee

I've been tossed off my throne by the new Queen Bee.

We went to a Holiday party last night and the Bean saw Santa for the first time.

She was scared at first, but when he called out her name and flashed a wrapped gift with a big shiny gold bow, she was sold!

D was next. He's 8 and as far as I know, he still believes in Santa Clause. Which is perfectly fine with me. Santa freaked a bit when he saw a 5 foot kid come bouncing up to him ready to accept his gift.

I overheard him say, "Are you driving yet?" LOL!

And then the batteries died on our camera.

D got a Pokemon keychain to "add to his collection". Aside from collecting those toy keychains, he collects them from places we've visited. Some family members even send him some from places they've visited.

He loves it.

I think he has 7 now and of course, we added one when we went to San Fran.

A Bit About Me: Skipping the thighs today and going for the stomach again. My thighs are happy but my stomach is pissed! The itching is really annoying.

The Spice of Life

I looked through all of D's photos yesterday and pulled out a few (ok more like 35), to share in my last post. After looking through them I remembered how free spirited & silly he is, or once was.

He's growing up and there's a few things that've changed.

His shorts have to go down to is knees. Preferably right past his knees.

No kissies or "I Love You's" in front of his friends.

Instead of making silly faces in pics, he chuckin' the deuce.

AND

the other day he picked out an $89.99 pair of shoes. KIDS SHOES! $89.99! Ge'ez. What happened to being satisfied with a $.99 toy or diggin' the cheap properly priced shoes at Target?

Anyway, this post is sort of umm...sporadic.

My BIG baby is growing up and my little baby was born with the attitude of a 16 year old.

The Hubs and I have been trying to think of a good name for Bean when she's in one of her moods. I think I've found it.

Spice

She brings it. Everyday. No matter how I feel about it.