This summer has been full of backyard fun. "Outside," says Kate every morning and points to the back door. It is the only way I can get her out of her PJ's. Boy will I miss these morning and afternoon play dates in our backyard when the school year begins...
Back in the beginning of June, I had this great urge to attempt to introduce the “potty” to Kate. We first got out the one that I had been trained on that I inherited from cleaning out my dad’s house. The hole didn’t have a tray on it, so it would have been a very big mess if she ever did her business. So, we just had to make a trip to Target to purchase her own potty. Josh and I stood in the little potty isle for far too long examining features on little potties. We decided on one with a little less flair.
I knew that this idea of potty training my child was a little on the premature side, but I thought since she had been interested in watching me do my business that I should tap into this curiosity. I knew she would not tinkle in the potty, but I thought perhaps this was an answer to our pooping problems. So every time I noticed the little grunt face and heard the words, “I pooping,” Josh or I would put her on the little potty. And low and behold!She pooped on the potty. This all happened on a Saturday while I was at class. (Josh informed me that he taught her how to rock back and forth!)
Well, it didn’t last long.She is completely over the little potty that sits next to the tub. When she starts her grunts now, she definitely tells me, “no!” when I ask if she wants to sit on the potty. I guess we will have to wait until her curiosity strikes again. Although every once in awhile, Kate uses the potty as another seat in the house to read books on.
Evalie Says.....i know i am so very far behind, but i promise to catch up!!
After Kate was born, Josh decided now that he was a father he should probably go have a physical done. Perhaps my hypochondriac wore off on him, or the fact that he had not seen a doctor since football season his senior year. Anyway, away he went to visit Doctor Winters. He came back with great results minus this cholesterol levels and his weight. With his family history, he decided to do something about it. He began eating healthy and exercising. His goal....to do a sprint triathlon. When my husband puts his mind to something, he does it.
This year would be the same. He signed up again for the Pigman Sprint along with another sprint. He improved on his time from 1 hour: 41 minutes to 1 hour: 24 minutes. I have encouraged him to up the stakes and do a half triathlon. He agreed and signed up for the Pigman Long Course. Who know perhaps Hawaii is calling our name for a full triathlon in the near future!
Needless to say, I am so proud of him and how he turned his health around. He is a pretty amazing guy that I'm lucky to call my husband....
At Jessica's graduation, we were able to go swimming at the pool in our hotel. Kate was a little scared at first, but by the end of the second day....we were jumping in, blowing bubbles to the fish, and kicking our legs!!
This summer might be filled with many days at the pool....
Last weekend was a big weekend for me as I watched my niece, Jessica Faith, graduate from high school. She has grown into an amazing women that I'm so proud to be an aunt of. I feel that I can't take much credit for the individual that she has grown into. It was always so hard to be around Jessica when she was little because it brought so many emotions. It doesn't make it right, but I hate myself for not being a part of her life until she got older. I truly thank and love her step-dad for stepping in and being that father figure in her life after my brother passed away. I will always admire him for the love he has for her.
I just know that she will go far in life.....my brother would be so proud....
After talking to my sister tonight, I realized that there might be some people out there wondering how I'm feeling these days. I thought I would give you a quick summary...I've been feeling pretty good! I still have my moments when I feel a little faint and can feel multiple skips that take my breath away, but I haven't had any racing beats for a really long time. Every once in awhile I get a little heavy chest, but it is pretty sporadic (should I be knocking on wood?!?)
Anyway, this past Wednesday I went for a check up with my cardiologist. It has been four months since my last set of tests. He only ran an echo cardiogram to check the function in the left ventricle. We were all hoping that the "damaged" part of the left ventricle would have began to repair itself, but we ended up finding out that the it is still at the same level. Not bad news because it is not getting worse, but not great news since we were hoping for my heart function to improve. So, we continue to monitor my functions and remain on my medication. I go back to see my doctor and have more intensive testing done in six months.
Josh and I also had a LONG conversation about what type of exercise that I can be doing. I went in there with high hopes that I could start running. I really wanted to be able to run a 5K with Josh sometime this summer, but I was told that running and jogging is out of the question. I am able to bike and to power walk, so Kate and I will be hitting the sidewalks of Cedar Rapids this summer. I'll take companions if anyone is interested...
Easter has always been one of my favorite holidays. Actually any holiday that holds a family tradition, is near and dear to my heart. Growing up Easter was a holiday that we spent with my dad’s family. At the time, my grandparents lived in West Point, Nebraska and they lived in my dream house! They had this amazing front porch with a swing hanging from the ceiling, an amazing basement to play in, a neighbor’s yard that was always mysterious to me, a great hill to roll down and a wonderful yard to hide Easter eggs in.
On Saturday night before Easter, we would all gather around my grandma’s small table in her kitchen and color eggs (this was one of the reasons why I wanted to inherit this table). I have the fondest memories of coloring eggs with my siblings and my cousin, Jenica. The next morning, the Easter Bunny would have hid the eggs along with these homemade baskets that my grandma made out of old strawberry baskets. We would gather our eggs and baskets and head off to sunrise service at their church.
This service was one of my favorite services as a child.I loved singing the Easter songs and listening to the choir on the balcony. After the service, their congregation held a breakfast in their social hall. It was always scrambled eggs with ham, and it always tasted amazing! Each table had a white table cloth and was lined with jelly beans.After church, my cousins and I would spend hours outside hiding and re-hiding our colored eggs….
When Kate gets older, I pray she is able to share a story like this about her memories of Easter coloring her eggs with her cousins…