I have heard of this happening, but never have experienced it for myself. I have to be honest I never really believe this sort of thing really happened.
Yes he is passed out asleep in the bath tub. He remained asleep while I wrapped his pudgy little body in a towel, put a new diaper on his pudgy little body, and laid his pudgy little body soundly in his crib. He slept like a passed out pudge. This is amazing to me!!

He is sucking on my shower liner for comfort. Yummy and VERY sanitary.
You'll notice the liner also doubles as censor for certain material, who would have known!!


These next few pics are of Oak and her orange addition. Yes I admit I totally accessorized to match her cast. Don't judge, it's been a looonnngg week.





I put in this next pic because it makes me very happy.

We met with the Orthopedic Surgeon yesterday for Oak's leg and I was so nervous watching his face as he read the x-rays from the insta-care. He looked over at me, I was biting my nails with nervousness , and with a warm smile he simply said "No Surgery." Phew! I let out a deep breath I had been holding since we stepped foot in the building and it felt like a huge weight have been lifted off my shoulders! The next step for Oak was to re X ray her leg, to make sure the break hadn't gotten any worse, and to cast her leg from her upper thigh to the bottom of her toes. The doctor pulled up the x-ray on his desktop and we were able to see an almost 3D image of the break and it was unreal. The x-ray at the insta care didn't even hold a flame to this crisper more life like x-ray. I could clearly see the 2 vertical jagged breaks in the tibia (the larger of the leg bones) one of which stemmed into a horizontal pin sized break up her bone. I couldn't even believe it! She had been so brave the entire 5 days her leg was in the splint, which didn't even secure the break. It really is true that kids adapt and are so resilient in bad situations. She had the sweetest most honest explanation for hurt leg, and her happy attitude never wavered. When it came time to cast her leg the techs asked her what color she wanted her cast and of course ORANGE it was, and is. Big bright hunter orange. She thinks it's pretty awesome. After securing the cast and waiting for the wraps to dry, I noticed an instant sense of security for Oaklee and her leg. We left the doctors office with the sun on our faces and 3 matching smiles! Now, back at home, Oak doesn't cry when you touch or lift her leg. She is no longer choking down some nasty a medicine or afraid to be picked up or carried. Her and our newest orange addition for the next 4 weeks, are happy and simply content. I feel very blessed.

Here are a few pics of our last few days with Oak's broken leg.
This first one is the FIRST time we have left my bedroom since Wednesday night. No joke. This is progress!

I finally have a second to compose my thoughts about these last few days, which by the way are pretty jumbled and sleep deprived so here it goes,
Oaklee broke her leg in two places Wednesday morning. It was going to be her first day of preschool. Clothes were laid out on the bed, backpack was waiting by the door, Bridger was snoring in his car seat. We were so ready, and then, just as I was coming into the bathroom to do Oak's hair I heard a scream I will never forget. I ran to her and in a blur I found her in a lump on the floor holding her leg and literally turning purple. I held her in my arms and tried to sooth her as best as I could. I thought maybe she twisted her ankle or had a bad bonk. I gave her Motrin, and for a bit she seemed okay. She wanted to lay in my bed and watch little bear, so we did. But when the Motrin wore off and I tried to stand her up, I knew something terrible had happened. Nothing could have prepared me for what the Insta Care doctor said while holding an x-ray into the artificial light. I only really heard "It's bad" and "possibly surgery." We left the insta care in the pouring rain and purple splint. My poor sweet heart (who had a broken leg for about 6 hours before receiving any real pain medicine) was moaning in her sleep as we pulled into our driveway. Tears rolled down my cheeks like the rain on the car window. After a few doses of her pain medicine, and about 3 in the morning, she finally drifted into a restless painful sleep. My heart literally hurts for her. I want nothing more than to trade places and have me in the purple splint moaning in pain. It is the most horrible feeling. Ever. I know these things happen but I can't help but feel guilty. I can say one thing for certain. She is my hero. She has been so brave and, for lack of a better word, precious. She looks at me with those melt your heart blue eyes and says "I broke my knee huh mom, if I could get up I would just get a band aid, but I can walk, so I can't get a band aid. I just need a little break, then I will feel better." My hero.

Our summer has been a blast! I haven't had time to upload my photo's, so here are just a few from Amie's camera. I love these two so much!

Flying high on the tire swing her little legs kick with excitement. She is completely free up there. Free to dream, free to pretend she can reach out and touch the sky, free to feel the wind on her face, free. This memorial day I reflected on our fallen soldiers that give their lives to keep us free. Recently (March 4th) Lance Corporal Nigel Kenton Olsen of my hometown Salem, died in the line of duty. He was 21. While driving down to our cabin over memorial day I saw the country side dotted with American flags and it sparked a memory of driving down the streets of Salem seeing the same American flags lining both sides of the street making a pathway to Nigel's home. I got goose bumps and lump in my throat whenever I saw those flags. He is a hero. Every Man and Woman that takes the call is a hero. You are not forgotten.

"I love my family and I love this land
But tonight this flight's for another man
We do what we do because we heard the call
Some gave a little, but he gave it all

I fly that plane called the Angel Flight
Gotta hero riding with us tonight
Between Heaven and earth you're never alone
On the Angel Flight
Come on brother I'm taking you home"
Lyrics by Radney Foster

Thanks for giving us all the opportunity to create memories like this

Where to even start? I have no clue! So here are some highlights in our lives lately:

It was quite the journey but I think it's safe to say that Oaklee is finally potty trained! Many tears were shed on our potty training journey. . Mostly mine! I can laugh about it now. Hysterically thinking back to putting the 10th pair of underwear for the day in the washer after just scrubbing the floor on my hands and knee's crying out of frustration and thinking that she was never going to get it and I would have a 10 year old in diapers. But I learned a very valuable lesson from her, even though I was beyond ready for her to be trained, she wasn't. And she had to do it when she was ready.
She is a treat. She constantly makes me laugh. Like the other day when out of the blue she sang "pants on the ground" from American Idol. "looking like a fooo". She has an obsession with princess things. Princess plates, princess jewelry, and her favorite, her princess underwear. She has about 5 of the same pair and every single one is always accounted for.
We recently planted a little garden and she loves to help me keep it up. She carries buckets of water and trudges through the plants and dumps it where ever she thinks needs it, like the only spot in the garden that doesn't have a plant growing. And then says "Mom this is so beautiful."
She loves cupcakes and sprinkles. Swings and books. Nursery, and coloring books. I love her so much.

Bridger is squishy. I absolutely cannot help but pinch his bum when he is naked. And his legs, oh my those legs. He had the same stats as Oaklee at 2 months. 11 lbs 8 ounces. He will be 3 months on the 1st of June and for the life of me I cannot figure out where that time went? He makes me so happy.

Colton got a new job at Nestle and we are adjusting to the difference. It's a lot different schedule but were pretty excited for the change. He is a treat too.

As for me, I am truly enjoying life. (as corny as that sounds). but really I am. Motherhood is an amazing, evolving journey. It is so hard sometimes, but the sweetness of it all is breath taking. I find myself wishing I could freeze time for a moment. Freeze when were all, dogs included, laying on our bed crunching pop corn all over my sheets watching a movie. Or flying each other off our massive bean bag and cracking up. Just the simple times, when were all together.