Since I know you all are on pins and needles, I wanted to let you know that they finally drew my blood today! Yeah! I located the woman that has been doing it for 20 years at the hospital, so I had confidence she would to it.
3 sticks later, I learned the trick....
Drink lots of H2O (11 hours later I am still running to the bathroom every 20 minutes),
a heating pad (plumps up the veins),
a butterfly needle (so they can get it from my hand when they eventually do),
Gravity (hanging my hand down forces the blood down),
Squeezing (thats a no brainer),
a syrings to fill the individual bottles. Apparently the little amount of pressure from those viles make my viens collapse, so they just stop giving blood.
That is probably way more info than you want, but you never know when you may need it.
Okay this is the cute thing of the day.
Sean and I went out without the kids tonight. I didn't get all decked out, but I did wear my "Sexy shoes." They are red leather, 2 1/2 heels, with a buckle. I walk kind of funny (and slow) with them, but I know they are totally cute, so I love them. As I was leaving, Emily pointed to my shoes, and asked "Where did you get those?" "At the store" I said. She said "Oh, they are fabulous!" I am sure she will never say that again, but it has brought a smile to my face all night.
Along the same lines, about a month ago she and I went shopping at the dollar store. She bought red sunglasses, a hat (It reminds me of those Brooklyn cab drivers hats) with blue sparkles, a striped beach bag, and a Strawberry Shortcake coloring book. As we were leaving she said "It's the perfect outfit, thats what I do!" I am sure I will never hear that one again either.
It is a lot of fun to hear the things that come out of their mouths.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Happy Family???!!?
Since some of you are doubtful about the Gordon family having fun and being happy I wanted to offer proof
Lava high Dive
Sean and Jason demonstrating their manliness in 2005.
I love seeing how long it takes for them to do it, and then to hear them both scream.
Adventures in babysitting
Nate is starting to earn money babysitting. Matt is home, so he, Jen and the girls went to Kung Fu Panda, so Jen offered the job to Nate. He really does seem to enjoy it. It was funny seeing him try to find things to make Tanner stop crying. I was really impressed at his patience and creativity. Emily loved being a little mommy to him. It was funny to watch her read him a book the same way I read it to her. Jaron just loved Tanner. I think they have BOY BOND. They both like cars and being a little rough. Right before Jen came, Jaron thought it would be fun to but Tanner in the doll stroller and run him around the kitchen. The racing in the kitchen probably wasn't my favorite idea, but they all had fun and are still alive. Things are going well. Today I feel kind of Blah, and just can't shake it, but hopefully tomorrow will be a better day. Thanks for the opportunity Jen
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Sunbeams
It is official. I am the worst substitute sunbeam teacher EVER. I was asked to teach the sunbeams. There were at least 10 (the fact that I don't know EXACTLY how many CHILDREN I had is pretty scary!) 3 and 4 year olds. So fortunatly Sean helped me out. You would think that 2 parents in their 30s could keep it together....Think Again! There was always at least 2 kids out of their seats or crying at all times.
The lesson was on "I am thankful Heavenly Father gave me the gifts of smell and taste." So I let the kids smell and taste salt and sugar. Everyone with the exception of this sweet little girl named Summer, the kids agreed that the sugar tasted better. I then let them smell a spoon and a toy (I don't really know why, but it was in the bag.)
About that time the kids lost interest, so I cracked out the secret weapon---Crayons and paper. (This is the only part of Primary lessons that I can give with confidence.) The funny thing is that sometimes coloring can take a good amount of time, and sometimes not. Then the potty needs began. So I took 3 little girls to the bathroom, and when we returned coloring time was pretty much over. I leaned to Sean and said what time is it, only to find that we still had 15 minutes!
So I had the brilliant idea to take the kids outside to smell the flowers. Who would have thought that our church doesn't have ANY flowers. So after sniffing a couple evergreens, the kids started getting cold and began to scatter. "You broke our promise! You said you would all hold your partners hand and be reverent" I said. I soon realized that I was actually being more disruptive of the kids, and quietly herded then into the classroom.
Still 1 minute left of class: "Lets sing our favorite primary song." Head, shoulders, knees, and toes. 3 times. Then I am a Child of God (not a good attention getter for 3 year olds.) After about 1/3 thru I realized that that was counterproductive. Once again, a brillant idea. "Hey we are sunbeams!" Lets all hold hands in a cirle and move (Like ring around the rosie) and jump on sunBEAM! Yeah! I had redeemed myself. Now children were getting picked up. I was getting coloring sheets out the the appropriate artists. When a sweet little girl named Taylee said "Where did you put the flowers I picked for my mom?"
Hey I can handle this..."Oh I kept them over here on my table. Heading to the table, I was surrounded by anxious 3 and 4 year olds, when I tripped over them. I started to fall on them and wanted to minimize the damage, so I went to brace myself against the table, only to still fall on them and push Taylee into the table. It honestly is a blur, but I do remeber crying, and when I hugged her, she had cracked her forehead open.
Needless to say, 3 stitches later, she is okay now. Her mom thinks it was more tramatic to me than it was to her. (I hope she is right.)
So I guess my days of teaching tots are thru. I knew there was a reason why I didn't teach Primary.
Here is the rest of the story. http://sean-and-brooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunbeams-is-dangerouswho-knew.html
The lesson was on "I am thankful Heavenly Father gave me the gifts of smell and taste." So I let the kids smell and taste salt and sugar. Everyone with the exception of this sweet little girl named Summer, the kids agreed that the sugar tasted better. I then let them smell a spoon and a toy (I don't really know why, but it was in the bag.)
About that time the kids lost interest, so I cracked out the secret weapon---Crayons and paper. (This is the only part of Primary lessons that I can give with confidence.) The funny thing is that sometimes coloring can take a good amount of time, and sometimes not. Then the potty needs began. So I took 3 little girls to the bathroom, and when we returned coloring time was pretty much over. I leaned to Sean and said what time is it, only to find that we still had 15 minutes!
So I had the brilliant idea to take the kids outside to smell the flowers. Who would have thought that our church doesn't have ANY flowers. So after sniffing a couple evergreens, the kids started getting cold and began to scatter. "You broke our promise! You said you would all hold your partners hand and be reverent" I said. I soon realized that I was actually being more disruptive of the kids, and quietly herded then into the classroom.
Still 1 minute left of class: "Lets sing our favorite primary song." Head, shoulders, knees, and toes. 3 times. Then I am a Child of God (not a good attention getter for 3 year olds.) After about 1/3 thru I realized that that was counterproductive. Once again, a brillant idea. "Hey we are sunbeams!" Lets all hold hands in a cirle and move (Like ring around the rosie) and jump on sunBEAM! Yeah! I had redeemed myself. Now children were getting picked up. I was getting coloring sheets out the the appropriate artists. When a sweet little girl named Taylee said "Where did you put the flowers I picked for my mom?"
Hey I can handle this..."Oh I kept them over here on my table. Heading to the table, I was surrounded by anxious 3 and 4 year olds, when I tripped over them. I started to fall on them and wanted to minimize the damage, so I went to brace myself against the table, only to still fall on them and push Taylee into the table. It honestly is a blur, but I do remeber crying, and when I hugged her, she had cracked her forehead open.
Needless to say, 3 stitches later, she is okay now. Her mom thinks it was more tramatic to me than it was to her. (I hope she is right.)
So I guess my days of teaching tots are thru. I knew there was a reason why I didn't teach Primary.
Here is the rest of the story. http://sean-and-brooke.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunbeams-is-dangerouswho-knew.html
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