Semi-Wordless Wednesday

I missed these pictures as part of the Pumpkin Story - Part 2. Bree was having a blast helping me rinse all the pumpkin goo off the seeds.



Completely heartbroken when I made her stop.







Miss Independent

I think she's coping well

Life in a cast - Day One in Review

After four days, three doctors visits and Bree still not walking, it was determined that Bree has a type of fracture called a 'buckle.' A buckle fracture is where one side of the bone buckles or folds on itself without affecting the other side. If you are having a hard time picturing what this would look like, just imagine a dented canned good. Apparently its the most common of fractures in children since their bones are still soft. So Bree is now in a purple full leg cast until November 4th.

The first morning with the cast was a little rough. When I walked into her room, she was in her bed trying to push the cast off. It was so sad but so cute. She kept giving me this look that said "who cares if I couldn't walk because of the pain, now I can't even crawl because of this stupid cast." I hate that look. It leaves me no option but to continue to pamper her.

Presents awaiting the cripple at the breakfast table.


It didn't take her very long to remember what to do with a present.


There's nothing better than the smell of yummy peanut butter blossoms in the house. She really got into the whole sprinkling of the sugar.


I can honestly say that Bree was having so much fun with the sugar that she forgot to try to eat the dough!


Then it was time to unwrap the kisses. Surprisingly she did not eat them....


but a few of them were missing their tips.






Towards the end the day Bree rips off one link signifying a day closer to having her anomaly removed. I have a feeling its going to be a long few weeks for me and my back. Its amazing how much weight that cast seems to add. So maybe the coutdown is more for Mommy that for Bree.

Wordless Wednesday

A Pumpkin Story - part 2

Our pumpkins all together at home.



But why are there four pumpkins when there are only three of us, you ask? Well thats because a certain one of us has had the hinkering for pumpkin seeds lately. I won't mention which one of us. :O) However I was very disappointed when I cut into my pumpkin to discover the inside was completely moldy!!







Even though it was rotten, I can't let a perfectly good pumpkin go to waste (the shell was fine so how the inside got moldy I'll never know), I scraped out the moldy insides and carved away.





I explained to our local grocery store, where I bought this specific pumpkin, that a pregnant lady just wants to eat pumpkin seeds but couldn't because they were moldy and they let me come pick out brand new pumpkin completely free of charge!! How awesome. This time I took my knife with me and cut open my pumpkin in the car. Better to be safe then still having no pumpkin seeds.

The Second of Many

Yesterday we made our first trip to Urgent Care here in Wauseon to get our second set of Xrays.

Jim and Bree were innocently jumping on the trampoline when Bree took a tumble. I watched her fall and nothing was out of the ordinary for that child falling. But after a half an hour of a continuous not-so-normal cry, refusing to walk, and grabbing her right leg, we headed out to see if anything major was wrong.

We spent 90 minutes at Urgent Care to find that no bones were broken. Probably just sprained in which it was explained to us that sprains can hurt more than broken bones. Apparently that must be the case because our dear child will not put any amount of weight on her leg. Either that or she just likes being carried around everywhere and being waited on hand and foot.



She is going back to the doctor tomorrow to do some further exams.

What are you trying to say Lassie?

A Pumpkin Story part 1

Our story begins on Sunday and mildy warm afternoon. We had some freetime so Jim suggested going to a country farm to pick out our pumpkins. We loaded into the truck and off we went. Bree was so excited she could only contain herself by eating Daddy's fair pass.



We were put to work collecting eggs before the fun can begin.





Heading back to the patch. So many pumpkins to choose from, although its kind of hard to tell from the picture.



I found mine!!



Its just tooooo hhheeeaaaaaavvvvvvyyyyy!!



This one's more my size...



...although I'm not sure what to do with it.



After we picked out our pumpkins, we "helped" rearrange the roadside display.





We also stopped to smell the flowers



and play with the puppy.





Then it was time to head home and save the carving for another day.

The Many Faces of Gabrielle Elizabeth Dominique