Kinder shots

I finally got the children in for their well child check-ups. Cold and flu season was not kind so Regan was four months behind schedule.

Both kiddos are healthy. Regan is only 1.5 inches, and 2 lbs smaller than Kaylee. It’s no wonder people think they are twins!

Their growth is staying steady so Dr. A isn’t concerned about them being short and skinny.

Waiting…… and waiting…..

He did give me a referral for an allergist for both kids. And was happy to hear that they are both seeing the dermatologist this week. We have a follow-up appointment in six months so he can see their skin and get them on the scale.

Kaylee’s skin has been exceptionally bad the last few weeks. BAD. She is not sleeping well due to itching all night, and requests new bedding because of the blood. It’s SO sad. We have been doing EVERYTHING, and she is still miserable. She spends most of the day with Vaseline (or the like) and socks on her hands.

It was all smiles and laughter until the nurse came in the the shot. Chicken pox booster. Kaylee was less than pleased. She cried for about 45 seconds. It totally traumatized her. 😉 That is until she remembered her promised ice cream.

Reganism. The one about a loophole

I SO HUNGRY!!!

He says (YELLS) this at me every few seconds while I am getting his lunch. I was also hearing the impatience of Kaylee and Emilo.Kaylee was asking for the time literally every minute wondering if it was lunch time yet. And Emilo was pulling on my pants yelling.

Then Jon called about Kaylee’s immunization records not being legible enough for the school and could I please call the Dr., and have him fax it over and here is all the info to do that, and I have three kids trying to climb up demanding to be fed. RIGHT.THIS.SECOND!

SO, trying to keep my cool with the children I ended up being less than patient with Jon. Telling him to just email me because the children were revolting, and I hung up. It was not one of my finer lunch time moments.

I had all three plates on the table with drinks in less than five minutes! It felt like MUCH longer. Kaylee and Emilo all but inhaled their food. Regan decided that he didn’t even want to try it. “It’s sooo gross an yucky.” What the…?!?!?

We do not wast food in this house if it can be helped. Leftovers? LOVE.THEM! My children know if they don’t eat what’s given them at meal time they will see that meal at snack time, the next meal, and so forth until they eat it. (Unless it’s cereal. Can’t really save cereal…. Eeeww.)

Mean? Maybe. Meanwhile they are not picky eaters. They will try anything once. I do not force feed them things they genuinely don’t care for. Like when I sautee mushrooms and onions for burgers or spaghetti Regan gets Kaylee’s onions, and she gets his mushrooms. Regan doesn’t care for mushrooms, and since he HAS tried them several times I don’t push the issue. Same for Kaylee with onions.

So I told him he couldn’t leave the table until he took one bite of his burrito, and one of his pineapple. Two of his favorite things. The three of us who where finished headed to the couch to read books, and Regan got real quite. And I knew, just knew he had fallen asleep.

So I grabbed the camera and went to take pictures of him before carrying him to bed. And that is how Regan stumbled into the loophole of not being allowed to leave the table without taking some bites.

He happily ate it for lunch the next day. I did feed him other food in between since it appears the boy is in the sleepy phase of a growth spurt. I am not a total meanie.

More paperwork (Foster care/Foster to Adopt)

It’s our new mantra. Helps me power through the hand cramps. I honestly find it all excessive. Why can’t we just make copies of our private home study and paperwork? And back round checks? (We’ve been told we might with some forms, so that would be nice.) BUT we know it will be worth it so we power through. And are EXCITED!

I decided to put my crazy pants on and fill out our stack of foster paper work, some new forms that needed signing from our agency, AND Kaylee kindergarten intake packet (not shown) in the same evening.

I signed my name and dated it over 40 times! Never mind filling in the info they needed. Sheesh!

Me: Sign here. And here, And here, and……

Jon: Geeze.

Me: Dude. Don’t even complain. (To be fair he was writing code for the van fund job so…)

Jon and I were surprised that the foster intake had a whole form on race, gender, and ethnicity. To each their own and whatnot and yea for people fostering children, but really? Baffled. Well not so much with gender I guess….

Our only thing was age. We would prefer the children we foster be the same age or younger than the children. We don’t think it would be comfortable or appropriate for a teenager to share a room with a toddler/young child. SO as the children grow so will our age range.

However we are signed up for sibling groups so we will see as situations are presented.

Did I mention we are EXCITED?!

I expect a call to set a meeting with the foster agency sometime towards the end of next week! Where we will go and get MORE paperwork to fill out. Hahaha!

Seriously though we are SO EXCITED! 🙂

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