As the girls and I were driving down the street, Jenna pointed to "Jack In The Box" (a place we never eat.)
The following conversation took place:
Jenna: I wanna eat there!
Me: Not this time.
Jenna: Why not?
Me: Because we are going home and we have food at home.
Jenna: But I wanna eat there!
Me: No, Jenna (now trying to think of a better reason then "we have food at home")
People only eat there when they don't have food at home.
Jenna: Huh?
Me: You are lucky that your mommy and daddy feed you at home because some little kids don't get to eat good food like you.
(This was me trying to switch the conversation to show her how lucky she was.)
Jenna: Some little kids don't have food?
Me: No, some kids are very hungry because their mommies and daddies can't feed them. You are very fortunate that your parents love you, take good care of you and feed you because there are lots of little kids out there that don't have it as good as you.
Jenna: (just sits quiet)
Me: That is sad huh?
Jenna: Yeah, it's sad because they have hiccups.
Me: Uh....yeah....sure
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Photo Session
Jenna has been asking me to take pictures of her lately.
Yesterday, she was finding different "sets" and putting blankets down, like they do at the professional studios, and then posing for me.
Here are a few:
She had to get the blanket perfectly straight to stand on.
The crazy hair is because the pony tails had already come out.
Jocelyn wanted in on the action!
Sisterly love!
Yesterday, she was finding different "sets" and putting blankets down, like they do at the professional studios, and then posing for me.
Here are a few:
She had to get the blanket perfectly straight to stand on.
The crazy hair is because the pony tails had already come out.
Jocelyn wanted in on the action!
Sisterly love!
Monday, December 29, 2008
Jenna and Maggie
Genevieve got a life-size doll for Christmas named "Maggie."
I haven't figured out who enjoys playing with Maggie more...Jenna, or her parents! :-)
I haven't figured out who enjoys playing with Maggie more...Jenna, or her parents! :-)
Friday, December 26, 2008
Christmas Day with the Humfelds
Each year, we switch off spending Christmas day with my family and Sam's family. This year, we were with my family (although we will still celebrate with the McCoys on New Years.)
Our morning started off nice, opening stockings with the girls and enjoying a breakfast casserole that I had made the night before with some lemon bread.
Before long, Jocelyn started getting pretty fussy and was obviously tired. We decided that since she had been sick, we would let her sleep as much as she wanted, so we put her down for a morning nap (even though she gave those up a couple months ago.) We then let Jenna open her gifts. Well, we didn't make it far with that before we got the call.
The call would be from my sister (via my mom since we didn't get to the phone when my mom tried calling.) Amy was obviously upset and asked me to drive over to Mom and Dads immediately because something was wrong with dad.
*Side note: I live 5 blocks from my parents and Amy lives about 15 minutes.
All I got from Amy, before putting the phone down and grabbing my keys, was that "mom couldn't get dad to wake up."
I drove straight to my parents with blurred vision from immediate crying. Good thing we live as close as we do!
When I got into the house, I found my mom "force-feeding" my dad.
For those of you who don't know, my dad is a Type 1 Juvenile Diabetic and has been for 30+ years.
Long, long, story made short, his blood sugar got super low. It was 47 when we checked it after getting some cheese and Hershey Kisses in him. It was most likely lower than that. Being that 120 is average, you can see how this can be very dangerous! My mom had let him sleep in that morning but started getting concerned when she kept trying to wake him up and he just wouldn't get up. Then he got to the point where he wasn't really responding to her.
My mom was trying to feed him, but he couldn't figure out why she was doing that and he just wanted to go back to sleep. He actually started getting upset with her because he didn't want to eat. When his blood sugar gets that low, he just isn't "aware" of what is going on. We managed to sit him up a bit, against his will, and gave him grape juice. He then ate an entire plate of breakfast. He became a bit more "coherent" but admitted that he still didn't feel normal. So, we tested his blood again. It had went up to 59 which is obviously better, but still very low!
I stayed with them until dad was able to get out of bed. When he got out of bed, he could tell that his body had been through a severe insulin attack because he had very little energy.
After some talking, laughing, and crying, I could tell dad was better and mom agreed that he was "back to normal."
The funny thing about the whole thing is that during the worst part of the ordeal, he was talking to my mom about a contract that needed to be signed. Mom had absolutely no idea what he was talking about and knew he needed food ASAP but he kept telling her that it needed to get signed.
When we asked him about it later, he acknowledges that he remembers talking about a contract, but that he has no idea what it meant. Later that day, when the family all got together for Christmas, we all had a good time joking about "the contract."
Dad and Jenna, only 5 hours after the insulin attack. He looks pretty good huh?
My dad is Jocelyn's favorite (other than mommy.)
Although, she does well with my mom's motherly affection.
The "kid-table." How nice of mom and dad to sit with them, while the "big kids" sit at their own table.
The original Humfeld Family. Oh, how sweet!
Our morning started off nice, opening stockings with the girls and enjoying a breakfast casserole that I had made the night before with some lemon bread.
Before long, Jocelyn started getting pretty fussy and was obviously tired. We decided that since she had been sick, we would let her sleep as much as she wanted, so we put her down for a morning nap (even though she gave those up a couple months ago.) We then let Jenna open her gifts. Well, we didn't make it far with that before we got the call.
The call would be from my sister (via my mom since we didn't get to the phone when my mom tried calling.) Amy was obviously upset and asked me to drive over to Mom and Dads immediately because something was wrong with dad.
*Side note: I live 5 blocks from my parents and Amy lives about 15 minutes.
All I got from Amy, before putting the phone down and grabbing my keys, was that "mom couldn't get dad to wake up."
I drove straight to my parents with blurred vision from immediate crying. Good thing we live as close as we do!
When I got into the house, I found my mom "force-feeding" my dad.
For those of you who don't know, my dad is a Type 1 Juvenile Diabetic and has been for 30+ years.
Long, long, story made short, his blood sugar got super low. It was 47 when we checked it after getting some cheese and Hershey Kisses in him. It was most likely lower than that. Being that 120 is average, you can see how this can be very dangerous! My mom had let him sleep in that morning but started getting concerned when she kept trying to wake him up and he just wouldn't get up. Then he got to the point where he wasn't really responding to her.
My mom was trying to feed him, but he couldn't figure out why she was doing that and he just wanted to go back to sleep. He actually started getting upset with her because he didn't want to eat. When his blood sugar gets that low, he just isn't "aware" of what is going on. We managed to sit him up a bit, against his will, and gave him grape juice. He then ate an entire plate of breakfast. He became a bit more "coherent" but admitted that he still didn't feel normal. So, we tested his blood again. It had went up to 59 which is obviously better, but still very low!
I stayed with them until dad was able to get out of bed. When he got out of bed, he could tell that his body had been through a severe insulin attack because he had very little energy.
After some talking, laughing, and crying, I could tell dad was better and mom agreed that he was "back to normal."
The funny thing about the whole thing is that during the worst part of the ordeal, he was talking to my mom about a contract that needed to be signed. Mom had absolutely no idea what he was talking about and knew he needed food ASAP but he kept telling her that it needed to get signed.
When we asked him about it later, he acknowledges that he remembers talking about a contract, but that he has no idea what it meant. Later that day, when the family all got together for Christmas, we all had a good time joking about "the contract."
Dad and Jenna, only 5 hours after the insulin attack. He looks pretty good huh?
My dad is Jocelyn's favorite (other than mommy.)
Although, she does well with my mom's motherly affection.
The "kid-table." How nice of mom and dad to sit with them, while the "big kids" sit at their own table.
The original Humfeld Family. Oh, how sweet!
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Christmas at the McCoys
Unfortunately, we have not gotten as much snow as other places in the state. Luckily though, the snow that we HAVE gotten has been light enough for Sam to shovel since....
We have a long enough driveway to shovel! :-)
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Zoe update:
Well, if you haven't already heard...sweet little (or big) Zoe officially has a new home. This was not an easy decision, and honestly, Sam and I had been toying with the idea for a month or 2 now, but we kept on keeping on! We tried for 5 months to make it work with our family, our schedule, our life, and basically, it came to the point where we realized it wasn't working.
Zoe has seemed like an abnormally energetic puppy, but we just kept thinking that we weren't used to the "puppy stage" and that it would get better. Unfortunately, with 2 little girls and 2 very hectic schedules, Zoe was getting attention, but not enough.
The dentist (Dr. Clark) that practices next to our office has a 3 year old Dane and we have talked about our dogs before. I told him that we were going to find a home for Zoe and without hesitation he asked if they could take her. He said that he and his wife would love to have her, but his only concern was that he wanted to make sure she got along with "Bear," their dog.
So, Sam and I took Zoe out to play with Bear and they got along great! Dr. Clark has a large fenced yard and the dogs ran back and forth for a long time, playing really nicely with each other. You could see how much energy Zoe had built up and she was loving the large area to run in! So we left her for a night or 2 to see how they would do together. Dr. Clark came back to tell us that it was definitely going to work!
Dr. Clark updates us regularly on how well they play together. It made us feel better knowing that now Zoe has a friend as well as an area to run and play with her friend.
The downside is that Jenna has been regularly asking about Zoe and wanting to bring her in to play. She also says, "I love Zoe." We have just told her that Zoe is staying with a friend right now. Our hopes is that she starts to forget about her. She hasn't realized that Zoe is "gone."
We still would like to be owners of a Great Dane in the future. They are excellent dogs with children and are very gentle. They are actually considered "gentle giants" and they are absolutely beautiful dogs. We would like to wait until the girls are a year or too older. Also, we are going to try and find one that is 2 or older so that we don't have to deal with the puppy stage. Keep us posted if you hear of anything!
Zoe has seemed like an abnormally energetic puppy, but we just kept thinking that we weren't used to the "puppy stage" and that it would get better. Unfortunately, with 2 little girls and 2 very hectic schedules, Zoe was getting attention, but not enough.
The dentist (Dr. Clark) that practices next to our office has a 3 year old Dane and we have talked about our dogs before. I told him that we were going to find a home for Zoe and without hesitation he asked if they could take her. He said that he and his wife would love to have her, but his only concern was that he wanted to make sure she got along with "Bear," their dog.
So, Sam and I took Zoe out to play with Bear and they got along great! Dr. Clark has a large fenced yard and the dogs ran back and forth for a long time, playing really nicely with each other. You could see how much energy Zoe had built up and she was loving the large area to run in! So we left her for a night or 2 to see how they would do together. Dr. Clark came back to tell us that it was definitely going to work!
Dr. Clark updates us regularly on how well they play together. It made us feel better knowing that now Zoe has a friend as well as an area to run and play with her friend.
The downside is that Jenna has been regularly asking about Zoe and wanting to bring her in to play. She also says, "I love Zoe." We have just told her that Zoe is staying with a friend right now. Our hopes is that she starts to forget about her. She hasn't realized that Zoe is "gone."
We still would like to be owners of a Great Dane in the future. They are excellent dogs with children and are very gentle. They are actually considered "gentle giants" and they are absolutely beautiful dogs. We would like to wait until the girls are a year or too older. Also, we are going to try and find one that is 2 or older so that we don't have to deal with the puppy stage. Keep us posted if you hear of anything!
Bananas?
Apparently, Jocelyn wasn't hungry for bananas and rather than throwing them on the floor like she normally does when she is done, she found a better place for them. :-)
Her mug shot:
And so proud of it!
Here is the aftermath: Much better!
Her mug shot:
And so proud of it!
Here is the aftermath: Much better!
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