The word of the day is....
PASS !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yep! That's the word Jon saw after finishing his registry test today.
Praise the Lord!
We are thankful to the Lord for countless reasons. But today that word is our favorite reason to be thankful.
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Summer fun
Emma goes into her bedroom and it will be very quiet for several minutes and then she comes out dressed up. She always surprises me with what combinations she comes up with.
We went to Brookside pool for the first time and Emma loved the baby pool. She really wanted to love the big pool too but she never quite got used to it. We'll go back and try again. She loves water and Jon and I want her to learn to swim at a young age.
She sure did love the time with daddy.
Here's another example of Emma's dress-up concoctions. This included baby clothes, infant socks (which she DID get on!) and snow boots.
And here's me... 30 weeks and counting!
We went to Brookside pool for the first time and Emma loved the baby pool. She really wanted to love the big pool too but she never quite got used to it. We'll go back and try again. She loves water and Jon and I want her to learn to swim at a young age.
She sure did love the time with daddy.
Here's another example of Emma's dress-up concoctions. This included baby clothes, infant socks (which she DID get on!) and snow boots.
And here's me... 30 weeks and counting!
Emma's 3rd birthday
Several of the family members joined together and got Emma a swing set for her birthday.
She loves to swing.
This year she was really into tearing paper on her presents.
She was very excited about having a "Winnie the Pooh" cake.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Fun pictures
Jon's graduation
Emma likes to lick the water coming out of the sprinkler...
So does Jarrah
Operation Clipping Nails "The sequel"
After the last unsuccessful attempt to clip Jarrah's nails I tried a last ditch effort today.
8:30am Called the vet and found out they have their walk-in clinic from 1:30-2:30 today! The dog nail karma is on our side!!!
9:00am Emma and I left for the Farmer's Market. Found out there is no Farmer's Market today.
11:00am Called Jon to ask him to give Jarrah her sedative. No answer. Hmmm, is this part of his "I don't believe this will work" Initiative?
11:20am Got home and found out that Jon just didn't hear the phone. He gave Jarrah her pill and a small amount of food.
12:30 Let the bloodshot eyes appear! Jarrah began to show her sleepiness.
1:05pm Jarrah and I left for the vet as history has proven the walk-in clinics have a long wait. She slightly stumbled to the car... I feel like a terrible dog-mom.
1:45pm Still waiting at the vet. We are second on the list. The people before us brought in a pair of Yorkie parents plus puppies. Apparently they are going to take awhile.
2:20pm Our turn! Jarrah is still dopey but climbed on the scale and weighed in at a good weight. Good dog!
2:30pm The vet came in, not a tech, to do Jarrah's nails and asked me if I thought Jarrah would do better if I wasn't in the room... I wonder if that's a nice way of saying that my dog is, indeed, totally spoiled??
I agreed and Jarrah was moved to a "clipping room". I'm getting excited people! This is appearing to be a viable option for clipping our dog's nails sans total anesthesia. I hear you all cheering as you read this!
2:35pm Jarrah is in the "clipping room" and what is this I hear?? Can it be??? Yes folks!! I hear nails being clipped and no yelping dog. (She usually sounds like her nails are being ripped out. She's such a baby! Could this be what the vet was talking about?)
2:40pm Jarrah is returned to me happy and with 10 toes of shorter nails. The vet told me "no charge" as she is trying to "desensitize her" and couldn't take much length off. And that Jarrah did "100% better" and they will see her in four weeks.
Folks, good has been done here today!
We have tasted success and it is...furry.
8:30am Called the vet and found out they have their walk-in clinic from 1:30-2:30 today! The dog nail karma is on our side!!!
9:00am Emma and I left for the Farmer's Market. Found out there is no Farmer's Market today.
11:00am Called Jon to ask him to give Jarrah her sedative. No answer. Hmmm, is this part of his "I don't believe this will work" Initiative?
11:20am Got home and found out that Jon just didn't hear the phone. He gave Jarrah her pill and a small amount of food.
12:30 Let the bloodshot eyes appear! Jarrah began to show her sleepiness.
1:05pm Jarrah and I left for the vet as history has proven the walk-in clinics have a long wait. She slightly stumbled to the car... I feel like a terrible dog-mom.
1:45pm Still waiting at the vet. We are second on the list. The people before us brought in a pair of Yorkie parents plus puppies. Apparently they are going to take awhile.
2:20pm Our turn! Jarrah is still dopey but climbed on the scale and weighed in at a good weight. Good dog!
2:30pm The vet came in, not a tech, to do Jarrah's nails and asked me if I thought Jarrah would do better if I wasn't in the room... I wonder if that's a nice way of saying that my dog is, indeed, totally spoiled??
I agreed and Jarrah was moved to a "clipping room". I'm getting excited people! This is appearing to be a viable option for clipping our dog's nails sans total anesthesia. I hear you all cheering as you read this!
2:35pm Jarrah is in the "clipping room" and what is this I hear?? Can it be??? Yes folks!! I hear nails being clipped and no yelping dog. (She usually sounds like her nails are being ripped out. She's such a baby! Could this be what the vet was talking about?)
2:40pm Jarrah is returned to me happy and with 10 toes of shorter nails. The vet told me "no charge" as she is trying to "desensitize her" and couldn't take much length off. And that Jarrah did "100% better" and they will see her in four weeks.
Folks, good has been done here today!
We have tasted success and it is...furry.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Today
Today Jon took his last final at Southwest.
Today he PASSED his last final at Southwest.
Today we got to go on a real date together.
Today Emma is at Nana's and is spending the night there tonight.
Today baby boy is kicking like he just got signed for pro-soccer (and I love it!).
Today my heart is full and my prayers are full of thankfulness.
Today is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Today he PASSED his last final at Southwest.
Today we got to go on a real date together.
Today Emma is at Nana's and is spending the night there tonight.
Today baby boy is kicking like he just got signed for pro-soccer (and I love it!).
Today my heart is full and my prayers are full of thankfulness.
Today is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Operation nail clipping
You know the saga of us getting Jarrah's nails clipped. Well, last time I was at the vet after 2 1/2 hours I came home with one of Jarrah's nails clipped and bottle of sedatives. (For her, not me.) The vet said to give her one pill and wait three hours then she should be "so out of it she won't care what you do to her".
Jon was pessimistic that the pills would work. Me, the eternal optimistic (most of the time), thought and wanted to believe that it would work just fine. Gone would be the days of having her knocked clear out and undergoing painful surgery just to get her nails clipped.
Today was the day!
I needed new, sharp, strong dog nail clippers.
Check.
I needed to have 10 hours at home to monitor Jarrah after giving her the pills.
Check.
I needed to wait 3 hours after giving her the pill to attempt the nail clipping.
Check.
12:30pm After eating our Father's Day lunch of McDonalds I gave Jarrah a bowl of food with the pill in it. She gobbled it all down, pill and all.
1:30pm Jarrah is very drowsy.
3:00pm Jarrah is drowsy but still coherent. Jon comes out of the bedroom from studying and says that he isn't very hopeful for this operation.
3:30pm Three hours have passed.
Jarrah is awake but very bloodshot eyes. I rub her face and she closes her eyes. She doesn't move when I pull out the nail clippers. This appears to be a success in the making. Jarrah lets me touch her feet without flinching. This is looking very positive! I ask Jon to hold Jarrah and pet her to distract her. Against his better judgement (I can tell from the grin on his face) he agrees. I put the clippers to Jarrah's nail. I start to clip it- folks this was going to happen!- She pulled away. I knew I was not strong enough to clip thru her nail and she was not going to hold still.
Foiled! My plan was a failure... today.
Next step. Give Jarrah a pill and take her to the vet after three hours for THEM to hold her and clip them. Even Jon thinks that approach might work.
For now, my poor dog is drugged and drowsy and looking at me like she's not quite sure what happened but she is dog-tired.
Jon was pessimistic that the pills would work. Me, the eternal optimistic (most of the time), thought and wanted to believe that it would work just fine. Gone would be the days of having her knocked clear out and undergoing painful surgery just to get her nails clipped.
Today was the day!
I needed new, sharp, strong dog nail clippers.
Check.
I needed to have 10 hours at home to monitor Jarrah after giving her the pills.
Check.
I needed to wait 3 hours after giving her the pill to attempt the nail clipping.
Check.
12:30pm After eating our Father's Day lunch of McDonalds I gave Jarrah a bowl of food with the pill in it. She gobbled it all down, pill and all.
1:30pm Jarrah is very drowsy.
3:00pm Jarrah is drowsy but still coherent. Jon comes out of the bedroom from studying and says that he isn't very hopeful for this operation.
3:30pm Three hours have passed.
Jarrah is awake but very bloodshot eyes. I rub her face and she closes her eyes. She doesn't move when I pull out the nail clippers. This appears to be a success in the making. Jarrah lets me touch her feet without flinching. This is looking very positive! I ask Jon to hold Jarrah and pet her to distract her. Against his better judgement (I can tell from the grin on his face) he agrees. I put the clippers to Jarrah's nail. I start to clip it- folks this was going to happen!- She pulled away. I knew I was not strong enough to clip thru her nail and she was not going to hold still.
Foiled! My plan was a failure... today.
Next step. Give Jarrah a pill and take her to the vet after three hours for THEM to hold her and clip them. Even Jon thinks that approach might work.
For now, my poor dog is drugged and drowsy and looking at me like she's not quite sure what happened but she is dog-tired.
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