Saturday, November 1, 2008
Well, Cooper has been little pistol this past week...well, more like this past month, because he has been very ill. First, tonsilitis and an ear infection and now, RSV. Cooper has hardly eaten anything in the past week, and after 2 trips to the ER and 1 IV, we are back home and finally finally finally he is starting to eat a little. The only thing he will eat is bananas and the only thing he will drink is iced tea...go figure...
Cooper definately sounds better...no more wheezing...but he still has the crud in his chest, so for now he is being spoiled rotten...and he knows it! LOL!
Paul comes home soon and we can hardly wait!
Enjoy the pics below!
Cooper definately sounds better...no more wheezing...but he still has the crud in his chest, so for now he is being spoiled rotten...and he knows it! LOL!
Paul comes home soon and we can hardly wait!
Enjoy the pics below!
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Is that Daddy callin'?
Cooper knows when that phone rings...he is use to it being daddy on the other end! Look how excited he gets. TOO CUTE!
Cooper and his fishing pole!
Most kiddos have a blanket, binkie, doll, or teddy bear that they drag around everywhere...not Cooper...he drags around that fishing pole everywhere.
Cooper's first booboo
Cooper decided to play kitchen at MiMi's and in the process he pulled apart a toy shelf that wasn't suppose to come apart...thus, whacking himself in the face.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
TAFB KC-10 Wives!
All the girls...I miss you gals!
(left to right)
Julia, Amanda (prego-due in a few weeks), me. Ashley
(left to right)
Julia, Amanda (prego-due in a few weeks), me. Ashley
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Exciting Week So Far...
This week has been quite exciting...
1. Hurricane Ike is headed straight for us in Sugar Land. We are about 45min from the Galveston coast. If it weren't for Cooper, I would stay and ride the wave and maybe even board up the windows and be ghetto by writing graffiti on the boards or maybe just I like Ike or Take a Hike Ike...LOL! Since I have Cooper with me, I did not want to chance our luck + we may go without electricity and water for awhile, so we headed to Austin. After a long 4 1/2 hour drive with cranky-pants, Cooper, we made it safely.
2. Cooper has learned how to say Mama...I think. He seems to scream it when he is mad, scared, or just fussy. Lovely!
Chow for now...I will update you all after Ike has come and gone!
1. Hurricane Ike is headed straight for us in Sugar Land. We are about 45min from the Galveston coast. If it weren't for Cooper, I would stay and ride the wave and maybe even board up the windows and be ghetto by writing graffiti on the boards or maybe just I like Ike or Take a Hike Ike...LOL! Since I have Cooper with me, I did not want to chance our luck + we may go without electricity and water for awhile, so we headed to Austin. After a long 4 1/2 hour drive with cranky-pants, Cooper, we made it safely.
2. Cooper has learned how to say Mama...I think. He seems to scream it when he is mad, scared, or just fussy. Lovely!
Chow for now...I will update you all after Ike has come and gone!
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Paul left for deployment on Sunday morning, 3am. It was heart-wrenching, especially because he was leaving Cooper too. That was incredibly difficult for him. After tearful goodbyes, I spent the entire day packing for Houston, dealing with Cooper and Sarge, and crying. Around 9:45pm Laura and Nick came to pick us up and take us to Sacramento Airport.
Let me tell you about our delightful trip to Houston...
We got to the airport at 10:30pm, only to find out that the Cargo office, where we drop off Sarge, was closed...closed at 3pm, even though they told us 11:30pm when we called to check. They had to reschedule our flight to the 6am flight. So we drove back home to get 2 hours of sleep and then drive back to the airport at 3:45am. I tried to sleep, but it was a bit difficult since Sarge wanted to play outside. It was 52 degrees, so I could not leave him out there all night, so I spent awhile outside chasing Sarge back into the house with a garden hose...in my pjs...and crying out of pure exhaustion. So we arrive at the airport around 4:30 to find out that they did not re-book Sarge on this new flight. It took me over an hour to re-book him and get him checked in b/c Continental has some workers that move at a snail's pace. UGH! So, by 5:30am, I was running through the airport with Cooper, the stroller, the carseat, the diaper bag, blanket, jacket and small carry-on...traveling gypsy I know! I got on the plane and fed Cooper and then we both dozed off for about 30min. When I awakend, I saw runway everywhere and I thought, "Yeah, the flight is over and we slept right through it!"... WRONG...We had not even left yet! We sat on the runway for 2 hrs b/c of a maintenance problem. Oh my word...I was losing my mind at this point, b/c Cooper decided to show everyone his ear-piercing, high-pitch, deafening scream. He did not sleep again until the last 20 min of the flight. He proceeded to scream, and talk, and hollar, and burp up bananas in the face of the man next to me, and slap, and hit, and pull hair...then, here is the kicker...he decided to tee tee all over me...all over my jeans! Good gravy! Finally, after 4 hrs of torture, we landed. Oh but wait, that isn't all...Continental lost all of Sarge's stuff (food and bowls) and then they broke his crate. Damn Continental!
So I thought that the craziness would end, but unfortunately, poor little Coopster was not adapting to new people, new crib, new home, new everything. If I am not right there with him...he is usually crying...just plain terrified! Bless his little heart. So, I rocked him to sleep last night and he woke up 2x from 1-3am, screaming histerically b/c he did not know where he was. My dad and I calmed him back to sleep...taking shifts...and finally he was down for the count.
Hopefully Cooper will adjust soon. Maybe, he just misses his daddy! I talk to him as much as I can about daddy and tell him how much daddy loves him and misses him. I have a hunch that these deployments are just going to get harder for both Paul and Cooper!
Let me tell you about our delightful trip to Houston...
We got to the airport at 10:30pm, only to find out that the Cargo office, where we drop off Sarge, was closed...closed at 3pm, even though they told us 11:30pm when we called to check. They had to reschedule our flight to the 6am flight. So we drove back home to get 2 hours of sleep and then drive back to the airport at 3:45am. I tried to sleep, but it was a bit difficult since Sarge wanted to play outside. It was 52 degrees, so I could not leave him out there all night, so I spent awhile outside chasing Sarge back into the house with a garden hose...in my pjs...and crying out of pure exhaustion. So we arrive at the airport around 4:30 to find out that they did not re-book Sarge on this new flight. It took me over an hour to re-book him and get him checked in b/c Continental has some workers that move at a snail's pace. UGH! So, by 5:30am, I was running through the airport with Cooper, the stroller, the carseat, the diaper bag, blanket, jacket and small carry-on...traveling gypsy I know! I got on the plane and fed Cooper and then we both dozed off for about 30min. When I awakend, I saw runway everywhere and I thought, "Yeah, the flight is over and we slept right through it!"... WRONG...We had not even left yet! We sat on the runway for 2 hrs b/c of a maintenance problem. Oh my word...I was losing my mind at this point, b/c Cooper decided to show everyone his ear-piercing, high-pitch, deafening scream. He did not sleep again until the last 20 min of the flight. He proceeded to scream, and talk, and hollar, and burp up bananas in the face of the man next to me, and slap, and hit, and pull hair...then, here is the kicker...he decided to tee tee all over me...all over my jeans! Good gravy! Finally, after 4 hrs of torture, we landed. Oh but wait, that isn't all...Continental lost all of Sarge's stuff (food and bowls) and then they broke his crate. Damn Continental!
So I thought that the craziness would end, but unfortunately, poor little Coopster was not adapting to new people, new crib, new home, new everything. If I am not right there with him...he is usually crying...just plain terrified! Bless his little heart. So, I rocked him to sleep last night and he woke up 2x from 1-3am, screaming histerically b/c he did not know where he was. My dad and I calmed him back to sleep...taking shifts...and finally he was down for the count.
Hopefully Cooper will adjust soon. Maybe, he just misses his daddy! I talk to him as much as I can about daddy and tell him how much daddy loves him and misses him. I have a hunch that these deployments are just going to get harder for both Paul and Cooper!
Sunday, August 31, 2008
As some of you may or may not know, the Air Show is in town...here at Travis AFB. Yesterday, I went and worked the Officer's Spouses booth for a little while, Paul worked most of the day and Cooper had a babysitter for a few hours. After I worked my shift, I went home, fed Cooper and we went up to base to see the Air Show. We met up with Paul and we tailgated at the top of the hill and watched the Thunderbirds do their tricks. It was quite relaxing and tons of fun. It was a bit loud at times, so Paul covered Cooper's little ears, but most of the time Cooper was fixated on the airplanes going around and around. Today, we took a family trip to Best Buy...thrilling! Paul was shopping while I was entertaining Cooper. What fun! LOL! As you can imagine, my patience was running thin. After that, Paul headed off to work the Air Show again. It kind of ticks me off...who schedules an Air Show and makes all the pilots work, on Labor Day weekend? And why are they making Paul work when he is fixing to deploy for almost 3mos. Ugh! I am ticked! I know we will be fine while Paul is gone, but it is always hard the week before he leaves. I know how much he is gonna miss out on while he is gone and how much we will miss him. I know he dreads it and he hates missing so much of Cooper growing up, especially when he is growing up so fast! I got a little teary-eyed thinking about it this morning...I am sure I will be a big ol' sap this entire week leading up to his deployment. Well, that's all I got...chow for now...
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
What a week
So...this week is sooooo not my week, nor Cooper's. Monday, I fell while holding Cooper. Of course, he is okay, but only because I did not exactly fall gracefully and took the brunt of the fall to ensure that he does not go crashing into the wall. Then today, the scariest of all happened. I gave Cooper his bottle while he was leaning back in his high chair, as he always does, and I went to grab the phone and before I knew it, Cooper had thrown his bottle and decided to climb on top of his high chair and dive to the floor...the tile floor. I ran like an Olympic sprinter and grabbed him. Of course, he was SCREAMING and I tried to calm him down, but he was almost inconsolable at that point. I was going to take him to the ER, but the military nurse on the phone talked me through checking him out. No blood. Very alert. She said she thinks he is okay and I am just suppose to monitor him closely. I thought I was going to die when I saw him on the floor. Bless his little heart. Within about 4 hours, he was back to his giggly little self! :) Thank God.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Our first blog post
So, today I finally decided to jump on board and start this blogging thing! LOL!
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