We did some photos to document Abby at 18 monthsish. I think we got some cute ones, despite the fact that it was past her bedtime and she got a face full of wood chips after a too-big-for-her slide adventure. She took it like a man and went back to playing. =]
While we were attending the annual mission reunion for Mr. Jenkins, I spent a good deal of time in the nursery. First it was just Gril and I, but we were quickly joined by 2 other little ones. The 3 girls had a little tussle over who would play with this prized piece. Part doll, part pig.
What. The. Heck.
It was a huge hit. Who would have thought?!
We’re recently hit 14 months and we are having so. much. fun. It is so funny watching her figure out how to do things and what things she isn’t supposed to get into to. Since the nice weather has hit (for now at least!!) we have found that she LOVES to be outside. She also has a fond love for balls (bahhhhh) and puppies (puhpuh). The other day when my sister was riding bikes with her friends and their dog, The Gril was super happy to see the puppy. When they went to leave to go ride around, she took off running after them. Broke my heart. I really really really don’t want to get a dog.
Surely I’m not the only one struggling with hair that’s growing out of baby stage and into toddler stage. Still so so soft, and at a weird length in every place. I am constantly pushing hair out of The Gril’s eyes, and she’s learned how to pull out her cute little clips (hello, choking hazard). So, last night I spend way too long convincing her hair to do this for me, and when she woke up this morning it was mostly in tact. It keeps her hair out of her eyes and keeps her from looking too much like a hobo, but it took way to long to do. There’s got to be a better solution out there… one of these days I will find it!(I realize this is not a hot button issue for most people… just humor me.)
The other day I was sitting in front of our couch, with the remote on the couch behind me. The Gril wanted the remote, which is why I was sitting where I was. She went off to play with her toys, and a few minutes later brought me her pink sparkly shoe. I took it from her, and while I was busy looking at it, she snatched the remote.
She did to me what I do to her on a daily basis.
I thought it was so funny that I let her play with the remote as a prize for being so clever.
Today The Gril got her first (hopefully only!) set of tubes.
This family is no stranger to tubes. I believe that 5/7 of Mr. Jenkins’ siblings have had 2 sets each. One of my brothers has had 2 sets, and the other has had 7. The cute nurse at our ENT told me that we really should have compared family histories before Mr. Jenkins passed over the ring =]
The whole experience wasn’t bad at all, but I know that she is still uncomfortable. We had to have her fasting this morning which made for a grumpy girl. It was all pretty normal- just paperwork, then waiting in the pre-op rooms. In pre-op, they gave her this little pink shirt to wear through the procedure and then home. The Gril wanted to be on the big fancy bed and then off again right away, and she passed some of the time “reading.”
The anesthesiologist came and took her back, and she hardly made a peep. We made sure to bring her little Mickey Mouse stuffed animal to carry back with her, so she was happy with that. From there I just spent some time in the waiting room until she was done. The only thing I didn’t expect was that when she was all finished and they called me back to the recovery area, she was a little loopy… so sad! She was trying so hard to use her hands and they just wouldn’t cooperate. Poor thing. I usually do really well when she gets shots, and I was doing really well the whole time. It just makes your heart hurt a little for them. We are hoping that the tubes will get rid of the pain she is having from ear infections, and a by product is that her speech should start coming along a little faster as well. After we left the surgical center, we went straight to our ENT’s office for the post op. Good news! Everything looks great!
So we’ve been taking it easy since we’ve gotten home and we are excited for her daddy to come home to take care of her too.
Great job, Gril! You are so sweet and I hope you start feeling better soon!
I haven’t the foggiest how she managed it. (Don’t worry… I removed it promptly after snapping the pic).