When the baby is sick…

nothing gets done.

That’s the new phrase I've coined from my experience this week.

It’s been so long since I’ve had a sick baby…in Luke’s 9 months of life, he’s never really been sick, and Andrew was a baby so long ago...that I’ve forgotten how hard it is.

The little guy is so sick. He’s not sleeping or eating. He has a constant running nose and terrible cough. He’s had a fever off and on.

The only thing that will make him happy is to take a bath. So we’ve given him lots of baths.

We took him to the doctor yesterday, and she tested him for RSV.

He has it.

The virus hasn’t spread to his chest yet, and we’re hoping that it doesn’t, because it could get ugly.

Since everything we do right now is an attempt to help Luke feel better, none of the housework is getting done. Dishes, picking up toys, laundry, or cooking just does not make him feel better for some reason.

And that frustrates me.

I just need to chill, I guess, and cuddle my sweet babe.

How to Make Mommy Crazy

by Luke Hancock

Step one: Crawl over to the table, get on your knees and start pulling off all the magazines.

Step two: Sit down, read the magazines, then crinkle and rip them up.

Step three: Repeat until all the magazines are on the floor.

Step four: Smile at mom. Wait for her to put the magazines back on the table so you can play again.

Veggie Tales

Today Josh, Andrew, and I were discussing whether Veggie Tales was an "approved" Sunday show.

Josh and I thought that it was, and Andrew disagreed.

Finally Josh turned to Andrew and said,

"Veggie Tales is a church show, because Heavenly Father wants us to eat our vegetables."

That was the end of our discussion.

Andrew was convinced after that.

Valentine's Day Celebrations

We had a fun Valentine's day weekend. Friday we went to the before mentioned party where the "accident" happened. The kids had a great time decorating bags,

exchanging Valentines with one another,

and putting sprinkles on cookies.

Then Andrew fell.

The fun ended.

But, later that day Darrin surprised me with these,

and let me open this.

After being dissatisfied with our last two Kodak cameras, we switched to Canon. So far we've been impressed. Thanks Darrin, I love it!

And for the record, I got Darrin a subscription to National Geographic. That's what he wanted. Nerdy. I know. I love nerdy.

On Saturday we went to the our ward's Sweetheart's Ball. It was very nice to spend some time together alone.

Happy {late} Valentine's Day Darrin! I love ya!

(Danielle, thanks for letting me "steal" some pics off your blog. I love ya too)

Our little Luke

My little Luke is 9 1/2 months old. Man how time flies! It's been a while since I've journaled (is that a word?) anything about him, and he's changed so much in the last couple months. So here's the latest!

• Up until the middle of January, we had been trying to get Luke to take a bottle. We'd fill it up with Enfamil formula and shove it into his mouth hoping this time he would like it. He usually never did. One day, the thought came to me to try a different brand of formula. So we borrowed some Similac from a friend....and guess what?!? He liked it and drink it all!!!! That was the end of nursing for Luke. I pumped what I had left and now he's almost completely weaned...except for the 5:45am "feeding"...which I'm pretty sure is more of a habit than a feeding. Oh well, I'm up that early to go to the gym anyway, and all that matters to me is that I sleep through the night not necessarily Luke. I love nursing, but I also love being done with it. I have my body and my life back! (Luckily he did switch to the Kirkland brand of formula without any trouble.)
• Luke is the biggest mama's boy I've ever met. If I'm in the room, he wants no one else but me. If I'm not around, he's okay with Darrin, but no one else. Usually when we get a baby-sitter, he's in bed, but in the last week or two we left him once with Brittany and once with Kristen and he's pretty much cried the whole time. Sorry=)!
• Luke goes to bed anywhere between 6-8pm and sleeps until 7-9am, but don't forget his 5:45am "feeding." He usually takes two naps a day that range from 1-2 hours. He loves to sleep on his stomach and rarely sleeps on his back.
• Luke ended up skipping baby food and went straight to real food. He loves crackers, fruit, toast, hot dogs, and anything with cheese ie. grilled cheese, quesadillas, etc. He hates veggies.
• In December Luke learned how to army crawl and that's been his mode of transportation since then. Just recently he's started crawling for real, but doesn't do it all time. He can pull himself up to his knees, but has a hard time getting up on his feet unless you help him. Once he's on his feet he can stand for along time.
• I took Luke to the doctor for his 9 month check and here were the stats: Weight--20 pounds 4 oz. 46th percentile (my lightest baby yet), Height--30 1/2 inches 95th percentile, Head--44cm 14th percentile. So overall, he's tall and has a little head!

In the clip Luke is saying "dada" for the first time. He's also waving at me.

Friday the 13th w/ story

This little boys smile used to look like this....

until

Friday the 13th

So on the morning of Friday the 13th we got up and headed over to our friend's house for a Valentine's party. We had our Valentine's cards in tow and were ready to let our friends know they were Awesome by giving them a tattoo with their card. The party was just about over; we'd decorated bags and cookies and mingled with new friends and old. Andrew decided that he was going to carry a humongous fire truck down the stairs without any help. On the second to last stair, he tripped and fell face forward onto the bottom step landing on the fire truck. His teeth and chin bashed into the truck and blood started spewing everywhere. I looked in his mouth to see that his one front tooth and the one next to it were not the same spots as they were. We came home for a little bit and then headed straight to the dentist. They didn't do anything, with the hopes that they would move back on their own, but said since his teeth went up into his gums, they would most likely abscess, and he'd have to pull them out. Hopefully that won't happen. Andrew is handling everything okay. He often complains that his chin hurts, but says his teeth feel good. I have a feeling it's really his teeth that hurt, he just thinks it's his chin because that's the wound he can see. I'm usually not a superstitious person, but Friday I definitely was!

That was easy.

Last Friday (1/30) we started potty training Andrew again.

We were amazed at how quickly he picked it up this time.

He had one accident to start with, but didn't look back to diapers. He even slept in underwear two nights into it!

He's pretty good at telling us that he "needs to go"...usually my reply is "Go where?" Then I remember, "Oh yeah, the bathroom." I'm getting used to the terminology.

He's still a little apprehensive about poop. But who isn't.

He uses the public potty like a champ.

Thanks, Andrew, for making the transition so easy. Keep up the good work!

Psst...My new camera is on its way. Hopefully I'll be more motivated to blog when I have pictures to post.