Planting Flowers

The past two weekends Jack and Shelby have gone outside and planted flowers. The first batch was a necessity, as the flowers in our entry way were dead. The second batch was mostly an activity for Shelby since she was so proud of her first batch. Every time we walk by them, she'll say "Shelby do it," or "I planted flowers, right there!"

Round Two. It comes as no surprise that Shelby did not like messy/dirty hands. And please excuse the hair....she was getting over pink eye (note puffy eye), so I was just trying to keep it out of her face!

Creamy

It was a standard weekday pick up. I put Shelby in the car after school and she requested a "snack" which is our term for the squeezie packs of fruit puree. Last week, there were some yogurt squeezies on sale, so I grabbed a couple of those.

Shelby took one slurp, pulled it out of her mouth and exclaimed "creamy!" I had never heard her use this word and certainly not in the correct context. She said it with a chuckle, as if she knew it would elicit a laugh.  I pulled out my phone and asked that she recite her new word again - enjoy!

Meet Elephant

 Or, as I would like to call him, the most essential toddler invention of all time. Jack picked up this little gem at the drugstore a while back and it has been the best few bucks he's ever spent! "Mr Elephant" as we call him around here is simply an exciting way for Shelby to take liquid medicine....a task that pre- elephant, was almost impossible. You simply put the syringe in the trunk and administer as usual. Now, thanks to this parent must-have, Shelby does not mind at all and when she sees it, often says "Get you!" Future Moms of America: arm yourself with Mr Elephant!

(Un)Happy St Patrick's Day


This "Happy St Paddy's Day" photo should have been my fist indicator that today was not going to be a great day:

About 1:30pm I got a call that Miss Shelby Pie was running a fever and was just not acting herself. Of course, I rush to the school, where I find her sleeping on her sweet little mat. She finally awoke and I could tell instantly that she felt horrible. She was trembling and had a bright red face. They took her armpit temp and it read 102. Poor baby. When she has a fever, my first thought is ear infection, so I head to the doctor.

 I get out of the car, go to get her out of her seat and it is thrown up city...just horrible. Unfortunately, I do not have a change of clothes, so I put her in my fleece and bring a towel into the office. Lemons ---> Lemonade.

 

Daddy comes to the rescue with some comfy clothes and Annomol (the older, does-not-go-into-the-bed) Annimol. Good thinking Dad. From there, the three of us wait a little more comfortably.

 

Once we get called back, they take her temp and it's at a sizzling 103. Poor baby. We get some Motrin in her, however and that goes down quickly and by the time we leave - she's a whole new gal. The Doctor came to see us and confirmed an ear infection. I feel like she gets these rather frequently, but he assured me that they are very common in young kids, espeically under 2.

So there is the story of our (Un)Happy St Patty's Day. She is sleeping peacefully now, so we'll have to wait and see how the night/tomorrow goes. The ironic part: she had an ear infection last year on St Paddy's Day!

Here's to 2015!

Schenk Olympians

Well, kind of. This past weekend one of our friends celebrated his 40th birthday and in his honor, his wife coordinated the Matt Birthday Olympics. With a Red-White-Blue, retro theme, dozens of families showed up to celebrate in the park, enjoy the nice weather and take part in some good old fashioned competition.  We joined another family and took home 3rd place. I am afraid to say, we probably could have finished second, but I gave Jack a sub-par toss during the water baloon event. Sorry honey :)

These Two

Pretty much any time these two get together it's just instant cuteness. Now that Shelby is steady on her feet, we spend a lot more time in our backyard. It doesn't take too long on the weekends before Shelby is demanding, "outside! outside!"

Shelby is doing GREAT with her language and even speaks in full sentences on occasion. He favorite sentence: Thank you my Daddy.

Name, Name, Name

Shelby practices writing her name a lot at school, I can tell. She regularly begs for a pen and paper and when she gets it, she wants to practice her name. She'll say "name, name" and then she hands me the pen, wanting me to write her name, and then I hand it back to her and she'll try it. Of course she cannot create anything that resembles a letter, but I'm tickled just the same. When she is doodling she often talks to herself  and I hear hear say "S", "Y", "H." Adorable. Her other favorite thing to draw is an oval. It cracks me up...she will hand me the pen and say, "Mama Oval," and she points to where she wants me to draw and oval - over and over and over. This little game can last up to 10 minutes, which is Shelby-time, is a LONG time!  She is certainly soaking in the world around her. I think of all the toys I have ever bought her, the $20 Magnadoodle has been the best purchase; she loves that thing too.