Monday, March 29, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Welcome to the End of Winter
I will probably kick myself later for actually putting those words in print but we have been enjoying Spring like weather even though it is only mid-March here on the frigid prairie. We've been outside a lot ever since the temperature has been close to zero and slightly above. My friend D. bought Ethan a pair of rain boots that actually fit him. He has a ridiculously short but wide foot and is nearly impossible to buy for in the shoe dept except for Robeez. He was very excited to be able to splash in the puddles and chase after big Sis on her bike today. Ethan also had his first ride on the swings and he loved it. He was laughing and giggling and didn't want to stop.
****In the photos, Ethan is wearing Halle's mittens and yes, we do realize that he looks like he has lobster claws instead of hands.
****In the photos, Ethan is wearing Halle's mittens and yes, we do realize that he looks like he has lobster claws instead of hands.
Hey, what's 'The Big Sister' doing over there? (Halle tries to get Ethan to call her 'The Big Sister' after all she calls him 'The Eeph')
Not sure why we dressed Ethan like Relic from 'The Beachcombers'. Oops, just admitted to being Cdn and over 25!! :P
This is Halle's serious biking face. It's hard work navigating 'The Bay' with little brothers and parents about just waiting to step into the path of your bicycle.
Ethan loves the puddles and he loves his rainboots too!
Get Outside...
....and make your own discoveries. That is a line from Halle's new favorite show 'Dinosaur Train'. The other day we decided to move the bird feeder to the frontyard so she could observe the birds with her binoculars (two empty Yop containers attached with electrical tape decorated with ladybug stickers). We have seen chickadees and sparrows so far. We have also observed that the birds do not really like Charlie.
Are you sure birds actually eat this?!?!?
Making sure 'The Eeph' doesn't eat the birdseed.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Congee Phat Guy!
Is what Halle was yelling at our FCC CNY (belated) celebration tonight. It's suppose to Gong Xi Fa Cai. She got a few laughs. Luckily (sarcasm) the red envelopes were handed out by non-Chinese speaking people tonight. Hopefully, the ladies didn't take offence to being called 'Phat Guys'. Anyways! Halle had a great time. She did some of her interpretive Chinese style dance and through in some hip hop shake your booty type moves as well. She was hilarious.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Hell hath no fury...
...like Ethan when someone tries to attach a pulse ox monitor to him. Ooooh, did that boy get MAD! After four or five failed attempts at attaching the device to his finger or toe and then his finger again and then a toe and then the toe on the other foot, Ethan was so upset his cheeks turned the color of flames and stayed that way until he had his surgery.
Ethan's surgery went well. After not eating for over 13 hours he was in amazingly good spirits heading into the surgery. He did not care for anyone to touch him or look at him or think about him other than myself. I think he may have scarred a couple nurses for life but I'm sure some therapy will help. The hospital gown presented some challenges when trying to climb into the cars in the Children's OR waiting room. He managed though and took a few spins around the room and 'played' some video games. He knew that something was definitely up when the nurse dressed in full scrubs came to take him away. He had two wraps around my neck and wouldn't let go. He is incredibly strong for one so small!! Nonetheless, it was rather heartbreaking to go through. After just over a two hour surgery, I was taken to recovery where Ethan was of course, wide awake and screaming bloody murder at the nurses. They couldn't do anything with him. Despite being high as a kite, he was still trying to climb out of his bed and attack those around him. Luckily he recognized me through his drug induced haze and settled down a bit. By that time he was hyperventilating and had the hiccups so he kept waking himself up. He wouldn't go back in the recovery bed so I had to carry him up to the ward. He didn't want to go in the bed there either. Even morphine cannot minimize his determination!! I sat with him for a long time and around 9:30 or so he finally laid in the bed. He had a good night only waking once and he only cried for five minutes and then spent the next half-hour watching the lollipops and butterflies dance on the ceiling (I cannot actually vouch for that but I imagine he was having some freaky episodes with the morphine) .
We've been home now for almost 48 hours and things are going well. He is eating and drinking through the syringe. Yesterday he had four jars of baby food, cereal, an egg and half of a Yop. Syringe feeding has not really affected his appetite. He has also developed an obsession for youtube. He likes to sit in front of the laptop, watching Chinese children sing songs in Mandarin to the tune of Yankee Doodle, all the while eating. He is such a little emperor.
He has managed to get his arm restraints off twice but he doesn't know how he did it. The Wii fit board is under the TV console and he was laying flat on his tummy trying to turn the board on. Well, the velcro stuck to the berber carpet and sccchhhhllttt! off came the restraints. He was puzzled but in his determination to turn on the board didn't realize what he did. Never a dull moment around here. Yeesh!
Ethan's surgery went well. After not eating for over 13 hours he was in amazingly good spirits heading into the surgery. He did not care for anyone to touch him or look at him or think about him other than myself. I think he may have scarred a couple nurses for life but I'm sure some therapy will help. The hospital gown presented some challenges when trying to climb into the cars in the Children's OR waiting room. He managed though and took a few spins around the room and 'played' some video games. He knew that something was definitely up when the nurse dressed in full scrubs came to take him away. He had two wraps around my neck and wouldn't let go. He is incredibly strong for one so small!! Nonetheless, it was rather heartbreaking to go through. After just over a two hour surgery, I was taken to recovery where Ethan was of course, wide awake and screaming bloody murder at the nurses. They couldn't do anything with him. Despite being high as a kite, he was still trying to climb out of his bed and attack those around him. Luckily he recognized me through his drug induced haze and settled down a bit. By that time he was hyperventilating and had the hiccups so he kept waking himself up. He wouldn't go back in the recovery bed so I had to carry him up to the ward. He didn't want to go in the bed there either. Even morphine cannot minimize his determination!! I sat with him for a long time and around 9:30 or so he finally laid in the bed. He had a good night only waking once and he only cried for five minutes and then spent the next half-hour watching the lollipops and butterflies dance on the ceiling (I cannot actually vouch for that but I imagine he was having some freaky episodes with the morphine) .
We've been home now for almost 48 hours and things are going well. He is eating and drinking through the syringe. Yesterday he had four jars of baby food, cereal, an egg and half of a Yop. Syringe feeding has not really affected his appetite. He has also developed an obsession for youtube. He likes to sit in front of the laptop, watching Chinese children sing songs in Mandarin to the tune of Yankee Doodle, all the while eating. He is such a little emperor.
He has managed to get his arm restraints off twice but he doesn't know how he did it. The Wii fit board is under the TV console and he was laying flat on his tummy trying to turn the board on. Well, the velcro stuck to the berber carpet and sccchhhhllttt! off came the restraints. He was puzzled but in his determination to turn on the board didn't realize what he did. Never a dull moment around here. Yeesh!
He looks pretty good for just getting home from surgery!!
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