Friday, April 29, 2011
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Zoo and Tute
Andrew and Amaree look at some monkeys.
When we got to the zoo, Amaree didn’t quite know what to think. However, it wasn’t long before she was screaming to be let out of her stroller so she could get a closer look at all the animals. If Andrew or I fell a little behind, she would gesture frantically for us catch up. She would point to the monkeys high in the trees and stare in awe at the elephants. She loved the exhibits where she would run across the hallway. Back and forth over and over as she tried to see everything. She really enjoyed herself.

Look at me, Mommy!
Drama Is Brewing.
A few days later, I was getting Amaree dressed for the day. I had picked out an outfit with a cute appliquéd bunny. When I tried to get her dressed, she threw a fit. From what I could gather, she didn’t want me to put it on because then she couldn’t see the bunny and pet it. I put it on anyway and she rolled around on the floor for ten minutes crying and moaning.The next Sunday, I tried to get her dressed, but she was very unhappy about it. Finally, Andrew was able to get her dressed in a cute little dress. She came into the bathroom where I was finishing my hair and she pointed to her dress and said, “Tute?” I thought she was pointing to the flowers and I said something about the flowers and she got frustrated, rolled her eyes, pointed at the dress again and asked, “Tute?” I finally got it. “Yes, sweetie, that dress is very cute!” She smiled and wondered off to play.
What is that smell?
A few days later she got upset with me because she thought the outfit I had chosen was not “tute”. She rolled on the floor and cried for at least ten minutes and didn’t eat breakfast because she was so upset about it. Sometimes she will ask if the outfit we have chosen is cute. Andrew can usually pick out clothes that she likes better than I can but if she doesn’t think it is “tute” then she is very upset with us. Oh, the joys of little girls…
"Is my hair tute?"
One exciting development is she is beginning to notice when she has to use the bathroom and likes to sit on her potty chair. She hasn’t really figured it out yet, but the fact that she is showing interest in encouraging.
If we have to live with her being tute, then we have it made. She is still one of the most well behaved children we know. She is so much fun and is such a wonderful helper. She makes our lives wonderful!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Summer 2010 update
The morning after the shooting.
When I pulled into the house, my sister's vehicles was sitting in front of my house with the flashers on. I lost it then. Some of you may not understand, but out here in the country, we have to turn on our flashers so the ambulance can find us. This freaked me out because my Aunt had left the house to turn on the flashers when her husband passed away. Pulling up and seeing the flashers in front of my house was overwhelming. My sister, Kerron, walked out of the house and said "Jessica, they have been shot, but they will be okay. The ambulance is coming but everything will be okay." I lost it and started screaming. Kerron said something to me about knowing how I don't handle trauma well, so deal with it outside. I started running to my neighbors house, still screaming my head off. I wish I were one of those people who remained calm in an emergency, but I now realize I am totally not calm. I burst into my neighbors house, screaming, "they've shot themselves, Andrew has been shot!" She tried to calm me, but I was a wreck.
We ran back to my house and walked into the kitchen. Eric was laying on the floor, with a towel around his leg. Andrew was laying in the doorway between the kitchen and the living room with a towel around his knee and moaning.
The living room looked like a crime scene. There was blood everywhere. The carpet was covered in blood, there was blood on the sofa, on toys, just everywhere. There were also two guns, laying in pieces and one lone shell.
I started yelling again, mostly at Andrew. "What the hell were you thinking! I can't believe you shot yourself! What is wrong with you!" He started yelling back. "Just shut up! Just shut up, okay! You're not helping!" It is comical now, but it was tense.
Eventually a paramedic showed up and started helping. The ambulance got lost and didn't show up for 35 minutes. My parents were on their way home from a vacation and saw the ambulance wandering around. They saw the lights at our house and thought that something had happened to Amaree. (BTW, she had been in the hospital just two days before with a breathing problem. It was so severe she was almost admitted, but she was able to pull through with some medication.)
Amaree during a breathing treatment.
My parents finally got the attention of the ambulance and pulled in. Just as they were pulling in, the paramedic walked out. They asked him what happened and he said, "They have just shot each other." They thought it was Andrew and me who were shot. Anyway, they walked in and saw our crime scene. They tried to comfort me. Amaree slept through the whole thing-the gunshot, my screaming, and everyone who was helping.
The ambulance took Eric and Andrew to the hospital. Eric was lucky. The bullet went through the fleshy part of his calf. He has a small piece left in there, but it has healed very well. Andrew had a more severe injury. The bullet went across his knee cap and carved a groove across the top. From the groove, there are five or six cracks. He has had to have a recovery process of rest and physical therapy. He is doing great now, and his limp is getting better all the time.
So what happened? Apparently they were cleaning the handguns. Andrew was showing Eric how to do it. They took Andrew's gun apart, cleaned it, and then he put it back together, put the clip in it, and then he put the gun in the holster and put it away. They took Eric's gun apart and cleaned it. Eric said, "Wait show me on your gun again." Andrew grabbed his gun, pulled the slide back, pulled the lever to release the top, then pulled the trigger. He forgot that he had put the clip back in because he had already taken it apart once. Anyway, we are all very blessed. It could have been so much worse!
Happy Birthday!
Amaree has been doing very well. She is talking so much and learning so many new words. She even said six new words in one day! Her birthday was great. It is amazing to see her reach milestones. She is starting to get more personality and likes to tell me "Don't Touch!"
Rendezvous was so much fun for her. She had a ball, and loved posing and having her picture taken in her clothes.
She is also loving nursery, she knows where it is and can't wait for us to leave her there. She is a star!
We did have to go in and have a sedated hearing test to make sure everything was okay. The procedure went well and she has great hearing! The post op was tough, she didn't like being woken from that drug! Once it wore off, she was fine.
Hopefully, things will calm down a bit more. Things were so crazy for a while, I was almost ready to be put in an asylum!
Amaree posing in her rendezvous outfit.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
June 27, 2010
Amaree outside getting ready to play!
Jessica's new job has been stressful and hard. The best thing about the day is coming home and playing with Amaree. She is learning lots of animal sounds and other signs. She loves the chickens and can recognize their sound. When she hears them she starts saying ch-ch! ch-ch! and pointing towards the sound. She even stops playing if a horse or other animal is on the television. She loves animals.
Amaree is so helpful! She loves throwing things in the garbage and getting things for mommy and daddy. She also drags everything out of the drawers and spreads them throughout the house.
This past week has been very tough on the family. Jessica's Uncle Scott, who came to the rescue (with Cousin Alexaus) the day Amaree was born and with whom Amaree shares a birthday, passed away. He was so great at always taking care of us, and we are having a hard time adjusting to life without him. He will be missed, and Andrew is really going to miss their fishing trips.
Andrew and Amaree with the BIG fish he caught on his last fishing trip with Uncle Scott. The fish was bigger than Amaree (and we can see how she feels about that)!
Thursday, February 25, 2010
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November 16, 2009
This is the face that Amaree makes all the time. I had to take a lot of pictures to finally catch it on camera. She usually makes a snorting sound with this face. It is so funny.
We have also been through Sick Amaree 101. Amaree is normally a happy, flirty, inquisitive baby. She loves people and going to new places. When she is sick she just cries and wants nothing but to be held. Even to put her down causes major screaming when she is sick. She hasn't been really sick, just a virus and a cold and now her molars are coming in. She has eight teeth and more are on the way. Sick Amaree is a real trial for me. The crying is so constant. I like my Happy Amaree.She is still so tiny. She weighs about 13 pounds. When people ask how old she is and I respond with "14 months", I get quite the reaction. It is kinda fun to see the looks on peoples faces.
Amaree in her Halloween costume-Little Pocahontas. This is the only one that wasn't blurry! She is so busy!
Today is November 16, and Amaree came home from the hospital exactly one year ago yesterday. This has been such an amazing year. She has grown and changed so much. She has such a fun personality. Everywhere we go people comment on how inquisitive and attentive she is. She is so social and interactive that people are amazed when I tell them her story.