.::still blinking::.

:: eating breakfast in the morning and actually being ready for the day ::

:: eagerly preparing for a very batman birthday party ::

:: sushi dinner tomorrow night :: black magic woman roll is my favorite ::

:: new ideas ::

:: a nearly clean house :: this is so rare and worked so hard for :: just one more toilet, tub and vacuuming :: yeah ::

:: exercising again :: hopefully :: i quit for about 2 months :: guess i needed a break ::

:: nearing the end of several books ::

:: learning to prioritize ::

:: bat fondant :: this should be fun ::

:: a little boy with a dry diaper in the morning :: also un-swollen junk ::

JJ just informed me that last night after the fight (we do that sometimes) and my evacuation of the house he went upstairs and broke my vacuum. 🙂

I smile to myself because I thought I was the only one who threw and broke things and scared the children.

Love you babe,
Makayla

Gentry is ok. He does have epididymitis, but you just treat that with ibprofen and time.

Thank you all for you concern. We are going to take a nap now since we all got home last night at 3 in the morning.

So this morning, which is 6 hours later than last post, which I consider last night, I don’t know if I am an alarmist or especially unfeeling to the plight of being three-nearly-four. I seem to be a just-live-with-it kind of girl. I just don’t really know.

Anyway, should be get into this and talk about male junk?

Lets!

Two nights ago Gentry was complaining that he hurt down where his leg attaches to his body, which is also like where his male parts are. I try to pretend those are not there and pay them as little attention as possible. I mean. I wash them at night and I make sure they are aiming for the toilet during the day, but for the rest of the time I pretend Gentry looks like a Kenn Doll down there. So he complained about the pain for the rest of the day and was incredibly sensitive to bending or me holding him and would put his knees between us if I was holding him.

Last night JJ, who also has junk, was inspecting the soarness and noticed that Gentry was swollen. I really think I would not have noticed as I am of the you-need-privacy-I-am-not-looking-bunch. He has one swollen testicle and is swollen up inside a little bit as well. JJ is familiar with that sort of thing (very familiar if you know what I mean), I on the other hand know about function but not about well much else, including what it should look like normally. I guess I better get familiar.

Anyway, so we took Gentry to his doctor who sent us up to Primary Childrens. They did an ultrasound and thought it was a hernia, but when the surgeon came to examine him he thought it was epididymitis which you can learn about here and here.

This morning we are facing either a round of anti-biotics (I think) or a small surgery to fix a frisky bowel. Either way, things are not life threatening. But it is so hard for me to watch them put him under and try to fix things manually. Even just listening to them talk about this makes me want to throw up, as the entire time I am just trying to breath and not make a bigger mess.

Off we go to the hospital for a long day of male unit manipulation. I hope your day is as fun as ours.

So it turns out Gentry is sick, which probably explains the bad behavior yesterday.

We spent the evening at his doctor’s office and than up at Primary Children’s Hospital. We are not quite sure what is going on, so we will be back in the morning.

I will keep you posted and it is not life threatening. But we need prayers and good thoughts.

Today was hard. Too hard. I was reduced to a blubbering pile of tears hiding in the garage in the car. I didn’t actually drive to Mexico as I was thinking about though.

I really think I may need to get away and recharge. Seriously.

Also, when I took Batman away for not listening and he realized it, he kicked the tub. Hard. Wowzer what a temper.

Gentry made friends this summer with my cousin Katrina’s daughter Kate. Kate recently got an email address so we have been writing to her. There correspondence is really cute.

Dear Kate-

I went to preschool today and I dressed up as Batman. My mom made my costume for me and I love it.

I am excited to go trick or treating on Friday and get lots of yummy treats. My mom and I have been singing the song that your Grandma Dale made up about witches and pumpkins.

My favorite dinosaur is a t-rex. What is yours?

Here is a picture of me and my mom making a funny face.

I love you,
Gentry

My JJ and Gentry look so much alike. Like I just went and changed the hair color and added whiskers. Neither of them look like me though. Which is strange to me.

Do this for yourself here.

:: having friends over to discuss a book ::

:: searching for perfect furniture to go in my empty house ::

:: beginning to feel the holidays ::

:: little eyes filled with wonder ::

:: all by himself he has started asking for things for Christmas ::

:: how calm he stayed with the crying baby :: he patted his tummy and drew him near :: he really did so well and was trying to hard ::

:: nearing the end of some projects ::

:: having a clean downstairs and and one bedrooms carpet cleaned ::

:: maybe I can clean up my room someday ::

:: preparing for Gentry’s birthday party :: he is super excited :: and I have never thrown one before ::

Um, I have never been so proud.

Before we lived in Salt Lake, we lived in Logan. JJ worked at an ad agency there and he produced several camouflage patterns for White Buffalo Products. Here we have the “Western Range.” You can check out the rest of these fabrics here.

Isn’t JJ like Superman? Except that instead of being faster than a speeding bullet he is talented like Madonna. And versatile to boot. Also, he is really good at pelvic thrusts. Is that too much information?