The mother of the year

Well, that title won't be coming to adorn my wall or my car bumper anytime soon. Here's the scoop. I broke Landon's leg. It's true. I'm shaking my head now.
Sigh. The boy who is just learning how to walk with a walker, the sweet, innocent boy who kicks when he's happy and digs his toes into you so hard that they give your belly bruise--yep, that one, has a broken leg.
The story. I was playing with him on the changing table. You know, the usual nursery rhymes and then a tickle. We've been practicing pulling him up to a sitting position and strengthening the neck muscles. So that's what I did. Only I didn't notice that his leg had scooted down between the bar. I picked him up and he have a wild shriek. Usually he has a high pain tolerance. After he was crying for 30 min. I called Serge. he came home and we decided to see how he fared for a while. Landon calmed down and was kicking, but he still was favoring the leg and would jump if we touched either leg.
So this morning I took him to the pediatrician. She sent us for x-rays and then we ended up in the ER for a splint because he has a fracture just above the ankle. Is that the saddest story you've ever heard? What kind of a mom breaks her own kid's leg?
Sigh--me. We see an orthopedic Dr. on Monday.
Hayden has a barking cough and an ear infection. Oh goody!
Good things that came out of this.
1. I only spent 1 hour in the Er. Yep, from check in to check out--one hour! That truly is amazing folks!
2. I have experienced having a child break a bone. Now we are through with that--I hope.
3. Serge came home early today and yesterday.
4. I love to see the look of terror and trying not to panic when new nurses put a pulsox on Landon and see it in the 70's. Even in the ER when they're trained not to panic
5. Landon will not have to use his walker for a few weeks--he really doesn't like that thing and screams almost the whole time.
6. I learned yet another routine in the health care industry. So if any of you break a bone in your family, feel free to ask questions.

Now, I am going to sleep--since being in a Dr's office since 9:45am until 5 is a little exhausting.

Poor Landon. Yet he's so chipper. What a great example!

Helecopters

Dear Helecopters,
I am sick of you all. I don't know what it is about helecopters. I used to think you were pretty cool. My best friend used to have one in her back yard. We would play in it, even though we were not supposed to. I guess there was just something about a blue helecopter without doors that was just irresistable.
However, I'm not so excited about you all now. It seems that EVERY night we have at least one that feels inclined to circle over the house--for, oh say, 30 minutes! Of course, I am the only one awake in my house at this time. Sometimes it shakes the windows. Sometimes not. And yet, never fail, at abou 10 or 11pm, you make your appearance.
So here are my suggestions.
1. pick some other place to be.
2. could you get the people you are looking for in perhaps one night a week?
3. phone me so that I can know what the heck you are looking for.

Thanks ever so much.
Sara

A poem for Liz

I had a great time at Liz's Birthday Jubilee 2009. We had a poetry reading. We each had to write a peom for Liz. Here's mine. Love ya Liz!

Happ-happity Birthday Liz

Woman, Wo-man,
Liz.
You are so chummy
And super funny
Liz.
Your hair is nice and curly,
But never looks squirrelly
Liz.
Your poetry rocks
And should be shouted from tall blocks
Liz.
Your talents are amazing
Do you like to pass time star gazing?
Liz.
This is your Birthday Jubilee
Thanks for sharing it with your friends—especially me!
Liz

So Hayden is starving at 5 pm and I know we're not eating for a while. so I offer him the fishy crackers that have been in my purse for a while. He asks me once to "warm them up." I kindly explain to him that we don't warm up crackers.
Next he says to me, "mom, these fishy crackers smell like. . . like . . . like. . . mirrors."
Me: What?
Hayden: Like mirrors.
So I smelled them. They smelled like my purse. Yuck.
After a few more mintes Hayden asks me again, "mom, can you warm these fishies up, they smell bad.


Landon is doing good. He weighs a ton and is learning about voice inflection. someimtes I get yelled at. Right now he's picking my nose with his pinky. Thought you'd want to know.

Happy New Year

I think I have said this before, but if I don't write it down, it's like I'm not really dealing with what's happening in my life. let's just say that it's been so busy. We had a great time over the Hollidays. We left the 19th to go to my mom's. The next day we got up to go to Beaver for the annual Yardley Family Party. A word that comes to mind is "hoot". We ate and then the kids played games. My favorite was musical chairs. The only ones allowed to play were the kids and their grandparent(my mom and her brothers). In the end, it was only my mom and her brothers left. It was hysterical watching them strategize. I didn't know that they could all move so fast. I laughed so hard when my mom sat on poor Spencer(5) twice! Serge was asked to fill in for a Red jolly giant at the last minute. He did a great job. My favorite was when Hayden immediatly went up to him and asked, "dad is that you?" None of the yardley kids knew him and so Serge said loudly, "no-I'm Santa, Ho Ho Ho! Now go sit down." Hayden obeyed and so did the other kids.
Then we rushed back Sunday to Charlotte's house so we could be ready for Oliver returning from his mission the next day. Brent and Irene had some difficulty finding the keys to their car, etc and so we were glad we had stayed in Vegas. He has changed so much. Love how missions do that.
The next few days were busy. Serge put on two new doors for my mom, put up a ceiling fan for Char and Brandon and then we painted their downstairs. It is now deemed, "the fun house." It is very lively and super cute.
Char's girls are adorable. Sydney is the spitting image of her dad--with a bow added for extra beauty. She is a mothering type. She is starting to talk-or rather WANTING to talk. She does talk, you just can't understand what she says. Sadie is equally as cute, but is definatly resembling the Yardley clan. She loved Landon's hair and would stroke it any chance she got. She gives the best hugs an aunt could ask for. Both of these girls LOVE their Grandma Hauver and she loves it!
Oliver reported his mission that Sunday and then we drove back home along with Chris and cija's clan. Let's just say that 7 hours is not the shortest time it has taken me to get home from Vegas.
We've just been to Disneyland today and had a wonderful time. We've been sick for a while--since the beginning of our trip and frankly are just worn out. This past year has been good to us. For the most part, we are healthy and definately happy.
Landon is going to have another swallow study done on Monday. Hopefully this one will produce some results--I pray! We are going to see the Cardiologist in February. Soon after then, we will schedule a echocardiogram, a cath and then surgery(hopefully) He's getting so big--25lbs! We had to get a pass at Disneyland because I can't carry him everywhere. He melts my heart with his smile though.
Hayden is such a good helper. I love having him help me with chores. He loves spending time with his dad. If I can't figure something out(usually some toy of his that needs fixing) he says, my dad will fix that when he comes home. And even though Serge doesn't know it, he is totally comitted when he does come home.
Two more quarters to go for Serge. June, June, June June---then what? We're looking for a job. Hope there are some left when we get there. I have hope that there will be.
Me, I'm loving my projects. I also will be studying the organ--since no one else in the world seems to play. Sigh--the joys of knowing music.