Monthly Archives: March 2007

Cardiology Appointment

Jacob also had his cardiology check-up today.  I know, we are such mean parents, making him go see the cardiologist on his birthday.  He didn’t seem to mind to much though.


He was even pretty good through his Echo. He wasn’t too sure about things at first, so they had Paul hold him. But he adjusted pretty quickly and didn’t protest too much when they had paul lay him down. He even got to watch a fun movie. 🙂


Everything looks super they said. He has a slightly leaky aortic valve, which they said is very normal for Transposition patients. They also said that it isn’t something that looked progressive, so it causes no concern and there is no reason to hold him back physically at all (like we could even if we wanted to, heh). The next cardiology appointment doesn’t have to be until he is 4 years old – whoopee! 🙂

We did, however, ask the cardiologist about Jacob’s incision site. There is a recurring pimple that always come back in the same place. It never drains on its own – just gets red and puffy, until I gently press on it and all the gunk comes out. We just wanted to make sure that it wasn’t a problem. The cardiologist called in the surgeon and we explained what was happening and showed him the site. He told us it is somewhat common and probably what is happening is there is a cyst or small cavity near the wires. So they will schedule us for a day procedure to sedate Jacob and take care of that. There is no major concern, but it just isn’t a good idea to leave a possible infection site alone, especially when it keep recurring. So we should have that all scheduled by the end of the week.

All in all, things are gowing super well and he is a healthy happy little guy. 🙂

Oh, and to make up for his birthday visit to the cardiologist we took him out to lunch.  I think he forgave us over the brownie and icecream. 🙂


Filed under CHD, Children, Heart, Jacob, Parenting, TGA

Happy Birthday Jacob

Jacob is a whopping two years old today! Time sure passes quickly, it’s hard to believe he is two already.  We had his birthday celebration on Sunday afternoon.  We are very close to a family whose daughter is 10 years old and loves horses.  She had a large stationary horse that you could sit on, and play on and she decided, after a visit Jacob had made and how much he loved that horse, that she wanted to give it to him for his birthday.  So here is darling Cowboy Jacob – cheesing at the camera (its so adorable the way he says “cheeeeese” every time a camera appears.

Cheesey Cowboy 2

He wasn’t too sure what to make of the boots, however…

How do you get these things off

He knew all about the presents though. He had no qualms about grabbing a present, plopping it in the middle of the floor and diving in. 🙂

Jacob Presents 2

Each child in the past has received a special beanbag from us, imagine our delight when we were able to find a horse one for Jacob

Jacob Beanbag

Then it was time for cake – I decided to keep with the cowboy/horse theme and I made a horse head cake:

Horse Head Cake

Figuring out what to do with the candles was a bit harder for him to do, he kept looking at me like, “I thought I wasn’t supposed to get near fire” and then he would point to the flame and proudly proclaim, “HOT!” We finally got him convinced that he could blow them out though.

Blow baby Blow!

“Now that that’s done, let’s get down to business.”

Let's Get Down to Business

“Hey, whatcha doin’? Get that cake back here!”

Give that Back!


MmMm Good

“So, have you got any more over there for me?”

Cake Face

And one last cheesey cowboy photo to wrap it all up (He’s just so dang cute!):

Cheesey Cowboy 1

Happy Birthday Little Buddy! 🙂

Not even Superman can fill my Boy’s Boots!

Superman Boots


Filed under Cakes, CHD, Children, Heart, Jacob, Parenting, TGA

A Book Meme (that was too cool to pass up)

Found this at Awesome Mom’s place and just had to snatch it up 🙂 

Hardback or trade paperback or mass market paperback?   Paperback (the cheapest I can find – used is great) unless I just can’t wait that long, then I by the hardcover.  But, that is rather rare.

Amazon or brick and mortar?   Definitely the brick and mortar. I could never give up meandering through the aisles of books – I can loose myself in bookstores. 🙂 Though I like Amazon when I am trying to find a used book that is out of print.

Barnes & Noble or Borders?   Neither – there is an amazing book store in Portland called Powell’s – it take up an entire city blog and is many stories tall.  That is the place for me. And it sells new and used books, which is even better.

Bookmark or dog ear?   Both, though most often bookmark, or I just remember what chapter I was on.

Alphabetize by author or alphabetize by title or random?   Defintely by author(according to genre), well at least until my kids or friends mix them up, it’s about time to alphabetize again.

Keep, throw away, or sell?   Never throw away, rarely giveaway or sell (if I couldn’t stand it, or if it is inappropriate, etc), just about always I keep the books.  I usually re-read them anyway. 🙂

Keep dust jacket or toss it?   Keep – would you throw away your jacket just cause you didn’t wear it all the time? heh 🙂

Read with dust jacket or remove it?   On until it bugs me, or until I am afraid it’s getting dogeared.

Short story or novel?   Novel

Collection (short stories by same author) or anthology (short stories by different authors)?   I’m not really a short story kind of person, but I do enjoy a number of them, so it just depends on my mood.  If they are recommended to me I will definitely read (and usually enjoy) them.

Harry Potter or Lemony Snicket?   Harry Potter – at least in her books the plot line varies some (sorry to the Lemony Sicket fans).

Stop reading when tired or at chapter breaks?    At the end of the book? I have a hard time putting down a good book, always going for “one more chapter”. Drives my hubby nuts. 🙂 I never stop in the middle of a chapter, that’d be like stopping halfway through eating a piece of triple chocolate mousse cake.

“It was a dark and stormy night” or “Once upon a time”?   Both, as long as the dark and stormy night doesn’t get to stormy or greusome.

Buy or Borrow?   Buy most often, but I frequent the library a lot too.

New or used?   Used, unless I am dying to have the book and can’t find a used copy of it.

Buying choice: book reviews, recommendation or browse?   Browse and reccomendation.  If someone recommends a good book I will always give it my best shot.

Tidy ending or cliffhanger?   I like tidy endings, but I am not objectioned to being left slightly in the lurch. I have a great imagination, so it is nice to have some imagining left to do.  But I don’t left being left completely hanging.

Morning reading, afternoon reading or nighttime reading?   I’d read all day if I could 🙂 Most often I end up reading at night though.

Stand-alone or series?   Both.  Somtimes I enjoy a good series, unless they get to drawn out – I prefer series to be 5 books and under.  I really like stand alones though, and sometimes I just don’t understand why people think everything needs a sequel.

Favorite children’s book?   That’s like asking me to pick a favorite child.  There are just way too many to choose from.  One of my favorite fantasy books is the Chronicles of Prydain series by Lloyd Alexander, and one of my favorite regular fiction books has to be Anne of Green Gables. But I have many, many, many more favorites. but, I think you want to finish reading this tonight, heh. 🙂

Favorite book of which nobody else has heard?    Mr Pudgins (I don’t recall the author right now). It is just a short little children’s book, but I loved it as a child and have fond memories of my parents reading it too me.  I just finished reading it too my children this last fall.

Favorite books read last year?    I read a lot of books that were really good last year, but one that is sticking out in my mind right now is Enna Burning by Shanon Hale.  I love it.

Favorite books of all time?    Again, ask me to shoose a favorite kid why don’t ya?  Among the favorites are: Treasure Island, Tom Sawyer, Robin Hood, Pride and Prejudice, and Jane Eyre

Least favorite book you finished last year?    I honestly don’t recall, probably a Lemony Snicket book.

What are you reading right now?     The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pile

What are you reading next?     I have a bit of a list that I want to make my way through.  I think I will read The Cry of the Icemark by Stuart Hill next.

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Lasting Effects of the Purse Escapade

We all know what happened with purse escapade -and if you don’t and want to know, you can read about it here.

By the time the purse was found, where only a toddler could manage to shove the thing, accounts were closed, new accounts opened, new drivers licence obtained, and new credit cards ordered.  We found ourselves with no checks (they were on order), no debit card (they were being mailed to us) and no credit cards (also being mailed to us) for the better part of a week.  Well, ok, we had a few checks as they give you a few complimentary checks upon opening a new account to tide you over while you order new checks.  They got us through the first week fine and we felt we were on top of the world when our credit cards arrived Friday.  Then, Saturday, to great choruses of Hallelujah, the debit cards arrived. Now I just needed the pin number which they send seperately.  No problem, should arrive Monday. 

Saturday I proceeded to activate my credit card and then I took my debit card off it’s paper to put in a safe place until the pin number arrived. 

Monday came and so did my pin-number. Estatic and full of glee I went to get my debit card and activate it.  It wasn’t there. In fact it wasn’t anywhere on Paul’s desk, my desk or either office.  It wasn’t in my purse or in my wallet.  Once again a very frustrating search took place.  Even more frustrating because we knew it had to be here somewhere.  Finally we decided I either put it in a really safe place (never to be found again) or Jacob ran off with it when we weren’t looking (also never to be found again).  I didn’t want to call the bank AGAIN so I decided just to tough it out.  The checks would hopefully arrive soon.  An entire week passed by.  The complimentary checks had long since run out, leaving me with no checks and no debit card, only a credit card which I was loathe to use.

Finally the following Monday the checks arrived.  I was in business now, at least not feeling so estranged from our bank account anyway.

Tuesday was busy and chaotic.  Trying to get ready for an appointmet and for volunteering at the school. I was hopping down the hall trying to pull on my last sock when Emily nonchalantly walks up to me.

“Here, I found this,” she hands me a thin plastic card and walks off.

To my amazement I realize I am holding the lost debit card, activation sticker still in place.

“Wait, where did you find it?” I called quizically.

“Oh,” she replied like it was an every day occurance,”In the bin with all the train pieces.”

I gave whoop, twirled her through the air, and called her my little hero.  To Jacob I gave a whoop twirled him through the air and called him my little rapscallion, because no matter what kind of safe place I might have thought of to stick it, I never would have put it there.


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During his youth my father worked in the lookout towers in the mountains of Oregon and Washington. As a child I was regalled with fantastic stories from his experiences. I distinctly recall falling asleep to his stories in our big red tent listening to the wind rushing through the trees.

When I was a junior in highschool we had a huge project we had to complete for English, it was called the Oregon Project and had to be about some aspect of Oregon. It included major interviews, and written report, a 20 minute (minimum) presentation including audio and visual aids, and oh so much more. 🙂 Of course, I did my project on my Dad and lookout towers. I think I called it “Look-out for Oregon”. The photograph is of my visual aid that I built (with a bit of help from my Mom, who incidently worked with my Dad after they were married). It is replica of one of the towers he worked in – I want to say it was the one on Carpenter Mtn., but Mom and Dad, correct me if I am wrong. The picture was taken then, during my junior year, but we still have the tower. I gave it to my Dad for Father’s Day that year and it is still very carefully stored away in the back of Jacob’s closet. I would have taken a fresh pic of it and posted that had I been able to access his closet at present. But I can’t, so I figured this would do just fine. (thank goodness for scanners)


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A Froggy Went a Courtin’ and He Did Ride, Uh-humm….

  I had been sick for a number of days and stuck inside with sick kids for even more than I could possibly count.  I was starting to feel closed in.  Paul and I were laying on the floor Monday night after sending the kids to bed talking over possible summer vacation plans and events of the day. 

Suddenly Paul sat up, “I think there IS a frog somewhere around here.”

His statement caught me off guard, as I had forgotten my conversation with him from a number of weeks prior that I swore I heard a frog ribbiting somewhere.  For a moment I thought he had read my mind when a few days earlier I was remembering my glorious frog-catching youth and bemoaning the fact the I knew of no good frogging places in the area and my kids were missing the sheer joy of catching a frog.

“What?” I asked, wanting to make sure that I had actually heard him right.

“Shhh, I want to see if I can hear it again,” he whispered. And sure enough a frog’s ribbit could be heard rather plainly in our living room.

Bringing up frogs to a convalescing mom who had a frog-catching youth and is longing for the great outdoors is not necessarily the thing to do, but the damage was already done, for you see, I had heard it myself now.

“There is a frog!” I exclaimed, “Let’s go catch it.”

Paul looked at me rather dubiously in my t-shirt, pajama pants and bare feet, but I was already creeping across the front room to the door and slipping out into the cool night air.  After listening for a moment, we heard not only one frog, but an entire chorus of them. i was growing very excited, but they still sounded to far off.  I moved to the end of the driveway, they were louder now, and Paul and I stood listening in the dark.

A woman on an evening walk passed by and we chatted with her about hunting frogs, and I am sure she though me a complete nut in my barefeet and smiley face pants, but I was on a mission (and just plain pleased to be out of the house and feeling slightly better for a change).  I looked at Paul and pointed down the street across from us, “It’s down there, come on.”

Paul  stood and watched me tiptoe across the road and down the side street, shaking his head and glancing back at the warm glowing light in our front window.  Finally humoring me, and no doubt hoping that he could speedily put and end to my frog-hunting escaped, he followed after.  The frogs were growing quite loud as we passed the first house in the corner, one in particular.  And by the third house we discovered it’s location.  Unofortunately it was carefully esconced beneath some dense foliage in an unknown neighbors garden along side the house. Paul even took a careful peek but it was well covered. 

he was a loud grand-daddy frog, starting up the chorus, the director really.  I thought about knocking on their door and asking if we could hunt for the frog in their flowerbed, but I had a funny feeling they might try to send me to the loony bin, and so I passed and returned to my warm home to defrost my toes.

But, every night I still hear that grand-daddy frog leading his chorus and one of these days I might just have to follow my urge …….  and catch it.

Though I didn’t get my frog we have flowers in our yard to make up for it (oh, and a rather peculiar little friend as well, I’m never seen one such little beastie this early in the year):

Crocus After Rain

Daffodil After Rain 2

Daffodil After Rain 5


Filed under Every Day Life, Nature, Photography

I’m Ba-ack

I know, I kow, you were all probably thinking, “just when we’ve seen the last of her…” with a big sigh of relief, I come on and spoil your blissful revery. 🙂  heh.  I think everyone, including me is better again – finally.

By the time Saturday hit I ended up with a fever that lasted three days, Dorothy had an ear infection and everyone else was still trying to recover.  Monday night things finally took a turn and we’ve all been feeling much better, with a few lingering coughs. 

Spring is spiringing and the yard is peppered with daffies and crocuses, we even had glorious sunshine the last two days, and yesterday everyone was feeling well enough we made a late afternoon outing to the park in the warm sunshine.

park 5

Park 4

Park 2

Park 3

Park 1

So, kids are well, I am better, spring is here (though today it is raining), and my lap-top is back. Could life get any better?  Well…..  maybe I should go bake some brownies (and hide them this time).


Filed under Children, Dot, Em, Family, Jacob, Lizy, Parenting, Photography