Playtime

These two are so cute together! I just had to take some pictures of the two of them playing in front of the toy box.

Teresa's week

Poor Teresa's had a rough week. Monday night she was sick and threw up twice. Her first experience with actual, little kid throw up, not spit up. I was so confused when I went up to check on her before going to bed myself to find half her mattress covered in throw up, and her hair caked with it. In fact, we were all wondering if maybe Colin had gotten in bed with her and was responsible for the mess (he does have a history of sneaking into bed with little T...). I had just never seen her throw up like that before! It's always been spit up in the past. Luckily, Granny was willing to more thoroughly investigate what she left in the sheet and determined it was, in fact, the remnants of what Tressa had eaten for dinner. So, I hauled her out of bed and she had to have a bath and new pajamas and sheets. Then I nursed her, put her back in bed, then went to brush my teeth. By the time I got back, she had done it again. The weird thing was, she never made any sound - no complaints or anything. She just quietly got sick and went back to sleep. After another bath and more fresh pajamas and sheets she was back in bed again. She was fine after that, so I'm thinking it was just the questionable avocado she had at dinner time, and not a stomach bug, thankfully.

Shortly after we got up Thursday morning, this is what she looked like:





They're not the best pictures, since I'm still pretty inept at using our new camera...but she had some sort of allergic reaction. The weird thing was, she hadn't eaten anything yet, other than nursing, of course. I was changing her diaper and noticed she had a red mark near her ear, with little bumps. They looked like little ant bites. Before long it had spread over most of her face, and she was getting a little puffy. Her uncles gave her a blessing, and I ran to Walgreens for some Benadryl. Luckily, by the time I got back she looked almost normal again. She was fine the rest of the day and then the same thing happened around 6:00 pm. She had some Benadryl before bed and has been fine ever since. Weird.

She's gotten really good at climbing since mastering the stairs. She loves to hang out by the dishwasher when it's open, trying to pull out anything she can reach. I noticed her headed that way one day this week, and the next time I looked over this is what I saw:



She was pretty pleased with herself (until she tried it again later in the day and fell off before I could get to her. Not so pleased then...). Today she was pulling up on the back of this little bench, and pulled it right down on top of her. I moved it to the kitchen and turned it so she couldn't pull it down again. Unfortunately, that created a different problem:







I really thought it was too high for her to crawl up on, but I was wrong. The last picture is of her falling off the bench. That's what happens when you ask a four year old to be in charge of keeping an 8 month old from falling ;). Don't worry, she's okay.

Teresa's been enjoying having two new little cousins around. Teresa's in the middle, of course, with Erin's Aoife (Ee-fa) on the left, with the white bow, and Fiona's Maeve on the right, with the pink bow.





The other day when Erin was feeding Aoife, T kept grabbing at her hair and patting at her. So cute. She always looks curiously at them when they're crying. And she was a little put out this morning when she saw Granny holding Maeve instead of her.

And finally, the most disgusting thing that happened to Teresa this week...She's gotten quite good at picking up any little thing she finds and putting them in her mouth. Last night Uncle Zac fished Aoife's umbilical cord stump out of T's mouth. He brought it over to me, saying that's what he thought it was and, sure enough, when Erin checked Aoife's tummy hers was missing. It seriously made me want to throw up. Eeww, even thinking about it now totally grosses me out. I guess we'll have to be more vigilant for when Maeve's falls off...

Needless to say, we're ready for a new week.

The Stairs

I came home from picking my nephew, Liam, up from school one day this week (Wednesday? Thursday? They all run together...) to see these pictures on my mom's camera:











Apparently Teresa decided to brave the stairs while I was gone. Maybe she thought I was up there? She had been hanging out at the bottom of the stairs for the past week or so, with her little hands on the bottom step, just looking up at the rest of them, so I knew it was just a matter of time before she would decide to give it a try. Luckily Fiona spotted her when she was on the second step, so she was able to supervise her the whole way up (and document the trip!). And she made it all the way up on her first try! Way to go T! Clutching some of Liam's Bakugan cards in her hands, of course, as she rarely crawls or goes anywhere without something in her little hands. Can you tell how pleased she is with herself up there at the top of the stairs? Of course I made her repeat the performance for me, and then again when Grandad got home. She hasn't attempted to go back down the stairs yet. I guess we should get the baby gate up before she tries that, too. She and Ciaran were finally in sync for once, and he climbed the stairs at his house the same day. I obviously don't have pictures of that, but here they are together at Christmas-time.



I just love how displeased they both look in this picture. So cute! I can't believe how big they're getting!