While we were getting ready this morning, we heard Genevieve yelling from the bathroom:
"Dad! Can you wipe me? It's not Holy Guacamole, it's just peep!"
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Are you calling me a lame blogger?
I know, I know, it has been awhile.
So, to make up for lost time, I will add an assortment of pictures, stories, and what nots.
Jammie time

Genevieve and Jocelyn watching a movie ever so attentively.

Ugh, sigh, (wiping my tears) We finally found Zoe a REALLY nice home. My only regret: I want her back! :-)
Long story, my friend that took Zoe had to get rid of her due to her insane amount of energy. We found a young couple with no kids that will give her the life she deserves. We are going to start looking for another Dane after our trip.

Jocie in all her glamour

Princess Genevieve

Cheesy Jocelyn posing with Uncle Matt at Christmas

Yes, we are taking a trip! We are going to Playa Del Carmen, just south of Cancun. We leave in 3 weeks from tomorrow! We are going with our good friends Frank and Mandi and our kids are staying home with our family. Here is the resort we are staying at. Ah! Can't wait!
So, to make up for lost time, I will add an assortment of pictures, stories, and what nots.
Jammie time
Genevieve and Jocelyn watching a movie ever so attentively.
Ugh, sigh, (wiping my tears) We finally found Zoe a REALLY nice home. My only regret: I want her back! :-)
Long story, my friend that took Zoe had to get rid of her due to her insane amount of energy. We found a young couple with no kids that will give her the life she deserves. We are going to start looking for another Dane after our trip.
Jocie in all her glamour
Princess Genevieve
Cheesy Jocelyn posing with Uncle Matt at Christmas
Yes, we are taking a trip! We are going to Playa Del Carmen, just south of Cancun. We leave in 3 weeks from tomorrow! We are going with our good friends Frank and Mandi and our kids are staying home with our family. Here is the resort we are staying at. Ah! Can't wait!

On a more serious note, my sister has been struggling with DAILY migraines. She has been seeing an assortment of doctors from general docs to neurologists, to migraine specialists, to local docs, to Seattle docs...you get it? She has done everything that everyone has suggested still with no results. She is under a very strict diet (not a weight-loss kind) but one that prevents her from eating any foods that have migraine-triggering ingredients. Let me tell you this - she is living the life no one would want to live right now. She can't have normal healthy things like lemons, lentils, or cheese (just to name a few of the thousands.) On top of that she had to completely give up all caffeine. No more coffee for her...not even decaf since it has traces of caffeine. Not only does she take care of her husband, 3 kids, puppy, my 2 kids, dinner, laundry, transporting to/from school, basketball, church, etc, but she does it with a good attitude.
Poor thing!
I am heading to Seattle with her next week for a follow up appointment.
Pray for her that she may start to have some relief from these debilitating migraines and that she may have the strength to stay positive.
On a lighter note, Sam and I will be celebrating our 7th anniversary next week! Wow how the time has flown! I can't imagine spending those years with anyone else! Not only is he my husband and the father of my daughters, but he is also my best friend!
7 years ago...honeymooning in Jamaica.

Friday, January 2, 2009
Happy New Year!
Our plans for New Years Eve this year were at first a bit sketchy for us. A group of friends were getting together at Sam's brother's house for our annual party. Kids are always welcome, but all of the other parents got babysitters to make it a bit more enjoyable. Here lied the problem for us. Our babysitters include family members who would already be there, or girls that were old enough to be out partying themselves. So, our options were: A) go with the girls at 7:30 (the starting time, as well as their bed time) and know that we will only be able to stay until 9:00 or so when they break down crying, throwing fits, and fall apart, or B) stay at home by ourselves in the arms of each other and enjoy one anothers love and friendship all by ourselves. We chose option A! :-)
And I am glad we did, because I have never, EVER, seen my girls behave so well! Being the only kids there, they entertained themselves as well as all of the adults. I didn't hear one single cry, wine, fit, wimper, or anything from them....and we stayed until 12:45! It was literally amazing!
At 11:00 Jocelyn started to get really tired (but not winey) and you could see her eyes get really heavy and red. I remembered that ironically, I had the playpen in the car, so we set it up in the bedroom next to the extremely loud kitchen and livingroom where Rock Band on the Wii was being played, and she went right to sleep.
We had an excellent evening!
The girls slept in only an extra hour New Years Day morning, but woke up in great spirits!
I was nervous for the afternoon because we were going to celebrate Christmas with Sam's family. I thought for sure that the girls would lose it, being completely sleep deprived. Again, I was amazed at how well they did all afternoon! All five of the McCoy grandkids that are age 4 and under played really well together and it was a very enjoyable day. We ate, opened gifts, continued to eat, watched Damian on his new sled, ate some more, and more. We then celebrated Chelsy and Jeneane's birthdays and then ate some more! :-)
(I will attach pictures later.)
Although this Christmas season has been fun and entertaining, I have to say that I am looking forward to getting back into a schedule and eating less! :-)
And I am glad we did, because I have never, EVER, seen my girls behave so well! Being the only kids there, they entertained themselves as well as all of the adults. I didn't hear one single cry, wine, fit, wimper, or anything from them....and we stayed until 12:45! It was literally amazing!
At 11:00 Jocelyn started to get really tired (but not winey) and you could see her eyes get really heavy and red. I remembered that ironically, I had the playpen in the car, so we set it up in the bedroom next to the extremely loud kitchen and livingroom where Rock Band on the Wii was being played, and she went right to sleep.
We had an excellent evening!
The girls slept in only an extra hour New Years Day morning, but woke up in great spirits!
I was nervous for the afternoon because we were going to celebrate Christmas with Sam's family. I thought for sure that the girls would lose it, being completely sleep deprived. Again, I was amazed at how well they did all afternoon! All five of the McCoy grandkids that are age 4 and under played really well together and it was a very enjoyable day. We ate, opened gifts, continued to eat, watched Damian on his new sled, ate some more, and more. We then celebrated Chelsy and Jeneane's birthdays and then ate some more! :-)
(I will attach pictures later.)
Although this Christmas season has been fun and entertaining, I have to say that I am looking forward to getting back into a schedule and eating less! :-)
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Random thoughts from Genevieve
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
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
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
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!
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