Showing posts with label what a hoot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label what a hoot. Show all posts

Thursday, September 11, 2008

girls do funny things


Ella and Emma have been friends since they were in utero. Emma is 8 weeks older, but she is more petite than Ella.


Given that the girls share everything, last night at church they decided to share shoes. They were wearing the same style of shoe, just different sizes. (Ella 9, Emma 7.5)

No one noticed. I wondered why Ella kept taking off her right shoe and saying her toes hurt. Turns out the girls did not share both shoes, just the right one.

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Just call her "Hammy"


Ella has had a cough for the last week. I took her to the doctor when it became a “smoker’s cough”. We were told she has bronchitis. The doctor prescribed the normal stuff; an antibiotic for the infection and albuterol for the wheezy breathing.

I give Ella her medicine and proceed to watch Hammy (the squirrel) from Over the Hedge take over my child’s body. Not just Hammy as he was through most of the movie; Hammy on caffeine. I could not help, but laugh as Ella ran thru the house for about 45 minutes. Attempting to calm her was futile. We tried all of the calm, sitting still activities we have in the house. None worked. (Duct tape might have been successful, but I think child advocacy groups frown on it.)

After 2 doses I decide to ask Aunt Lala (the nurse) about albuterol. Seems that this is a NORMAL reaction. Upon further research (google is a powerful thing), I find that the side effects of albuterol are similar to those of caffeine. I do my best to avoid giving Ella caffeine. Unfortunately, I cannot avoid giving her the medicine makes it easier for her to breathe.

Too bad the rat terrier that chases squirrels in the yard is not into chasing “Hammy” around the house. Ella would love it if Wrigley chased her for once.

I will be glad when Ella is feeling better. We will be able to go outside again to play and she can unleash “Hammy” on the outside world.

Saturday, February 3, 2007

my child, the dog

ella has always enjoyed wrigley's (our rat terrier) kennel. (wrigley's house is one of the airplane approved plastic kennels.) she has crawled in and closed the door behind her. we have always figured that this was not an issue with child protective services; our thoughts being that locking the door would constitute abuse, but her getting in was acceptable play & investigation for a toddler.

while at our friend erin's house today, ella decided to go for a "test drive" in shiloh's(the 20 week black lab puppy) kennel.

after closing the gate behind her ella looks up at erin and says "lock me in". (refusal by the adults in the room produced a sound only dogs are supposed to be able to hear.) ella just continued to whine and beg to be locked inside the crate. we locked the gate, knowing that when she asked to be let out, we would comply immediately. after several minutes, erin goes to unlock the gate, ella was not at all happy. she stayed in the kennel for about 30 minutes before she finally let us unlock the door. she did not want out, she wanted shiloh with her. at least she has learned to share:)