Rebecca Nicole

Boring day

2011-03-12T16:30:00.003-07:00

I'm 8 and we did not do anything fun today.Every single little thing we did today was boring.Nothing fun not at all.Tommorow will be worse because I wake up at 7!

Sick.

2009-11-05T09:35:00.004-07:00

Rebecca has Strep. She is now at home being medicated and resting. This sucks!

I hate to see my kids dealing with an illness.

Get well soon, little one.

Big Sister In The Making

2009-01-05T23:29:00.000-07:00

Rebecca is so excited about the upcoming arrival of our new little one. She always tells him "good morning" and "good night" and will say "hello" and "goodbye" to him throughout the day.

She realized a few days ago that not only is she a LITTLE sister, but once the baby arrives, she will also be a BIG sister. She is very excited about this prospect.

I think Rebecca will be a big help to me and the baby. Although she is a little disappointed that she won't necessarily be able to feed the baby (I breastfeed). I offered to let her change the diapers instead, but for some reason she isn't too thrilled with that prospect.

I wonder why...

New Look

2008-12-13T13:16:00.001-07:00

Rebecca picked out a new background for her blog. She says it looks like Dragon Scales.

I am not a fan of it, but she loves it.

I guess that's all that really matters.

Ewww!

2007-09-15T09:16:00.000-06:00

The Dragon walked over to me this morning, pulling at the top of her pajamas. I can see that something has spilled on her shirt. Something small, something white, and slightly shiny.

"Mommy," she says. "Something got on my shirt and it tastes like the stuff that comes out of my nose."

'Nuff said.

Carnivore

2007-07-23T11:32:00.000-06:00

The Dragon is hungry so ya'll better watch out.

She just marched up to me and said,

"Tonight for dinner I'd like a bone of meat."

I think she means chicken legs.

A Headache

2007-07-15T11:16:00.000-06:00

The Dragon is not feeling very well this morning. She's been complaining of a headache. At one point, she wandered over to me and I placed my hand on her forehead to check for a fever. She grabbed my hand and pressed it as hard as she could against her head.

"Feel it, Mommy? Feel my headache?"

She was so sad that I couldn't feel it. But the headache is now confirmed as far as I am concerned. The pressure of my hand against the spot that it hurts made it feel a little better. Poor thing. I'm going to try and convince her to take some Tylenol, but she is insisting that she doesn't need it.

Here's hoping it is just a headache and nothing more.

Things I Love About The Purple Dragon

2007-07-06T13:05:00.000-06:00

The Purple Dragon is still our happy-go-lucky kid. I've noticed that her tantrums have been increasing a little bit, but it is still rather easy to calm her down and get her back on track. She still is crushed whenever somebody tells her that she can't do something - and usually the reason someone asks her to stop is because it is getting annoying - rather than her doing something bad.

She is looking forward to her 5th birthday and will proudly tell people that she is 4-and-three-quarters years old.

She is still obsessed with dragons and puppies, and is almost always singing a song. She loves playing with her big sister and will play almost any game that The Pink Princess makes up - as long as she can be a dog or a dragon, that is!

She loves hugs and kisses, and doesn't mind snuggling if you will let her.

I love her so much and I am glad she is a part of our family.

Pink Eye

2006-10-08T14:58:00.000-06:00

The Purple Dragon appears to have pink-eye (conjunctivitis) today. She says that her eye doesn't hurt, but it looks a mess with lots of greenish discharge. Yuck.

One of the reasons that I don't like pink-eye is because it's one of those highly-contagious diseases that means you should keep your child home so that the rest of the preschool doesn't get sick, resulting in a seemingly never-ending cycle of pink-eye. The problem with this, is that your child doesn't feel sick and so they don't understand why they are stuck at home with goop coming out of their eye.

*sigh*

I've called her doctor, and am waiting for a return call which will hopefully occur soon. I know that it can clear up on its own, and I also know that it could require antibiotics. But seriously, how do you know which one it is? It's not like there's a test that you can do (like Strep) - a doctor just looks at it and makes a judgement call.

Right now I am thinking that if she's not sick enough to be on antibiotics, she's not sick enough to stay home. I also realize that this line of thinking is absolutely faulty logic - but it's how I'm feeling.

On top of it all, the realization that this might be pink-eye didn't hit me until we were in Sacrament Meeting -- which is after Primary. Hopefully the children in her class won't get it. Pretty unlikely me thinks, The Purple Dragon usually keeps to herself.

At any rate, I hope we get this mess cleared up soon.

Cantankerous!

2006-09-24T20:26:00.000-06:00

I am usually cheerful, but the past few days I have been cantankerous. I get mad at people, and I'm not afraid to yell at them so they know exactly how I feel. Mommy thinks that maybe I'm getting sick again, and that's why I'm so grumpy, but I told her that I feel FINE! My Mom always thought that "two's" and "three's" were supposed to be hard, but when I got mad at the pharmacy, the pharmacist figured out right away that I am FOUR. Guess Mommy doesn't know everything! HMPH!

I wonder...

2006-09-23T12:16:00.000-06:00

I told Daddy today that I don't like him. I wonder how he'll take it. Of course it was because I was upset at the time. I'm sure he understands. I'm going to be a puppy-cat now. Woofmeow!

Cries In The Night

2006-02-26T11:57:00.000-07:00

The Purple Dragon woke up twice last night with terrible gas pains. It took us a while to figure out what the problem was because she was in so much pain she decided not to communicate with us. Finally, she pointed to her stomach, and we took a guess as to what the problem was. King Isepik started pumping her legs and we were soon rewarded (hm, perhaps that is not the best choice of words) with, well, you know. We thought all was well and sent her back to bed.

Less than an hour later it started up again, this time seemingly worse than the first time. King Isepik tried pumping her legs again but it only made her scream more so I got online to
1) confirm that it was what I thought
2) see if there were any miracle cures
3) see if it could potentially lead to other problems (a symptom of a bigger problem) or worse, and,
4) see what kind of medicine is available to buy to alleve suspected problem.

King Isepik went to Wal-Mart and purchased Children's Mylanta while I comforted The Purple Dragon the best I could, and she continued to alleviate the pain in a rather stinky way (but hey, at least she was starting to feel better). By the time he got back, The Purple Dragon was quite happy and all smiles, and thrilled (I'm serious here -- no sarcasm whatsoever) at the prospect of getting to take medicine.
Since it was midnight and we were afraid that we might be awakened again, we went ahead and gave her the medicine and tucked her back in bed.

She is fine now. No more disruptions. Acting silly and crazy as usual. All is well.

Talk, yes! Type, no!

2006-02-23T22:49:00.000-07:00

My Mom has lost it. Completely lost it. I'm only 3, and while I can certainly talk up a storm, I can't type. So tell me, WHY has my Mom decided to make me a blog? You know she's going to be the one doing 90% of the typing for the next couple of years anyway. She must be nuts.

But since I'm here, I might as well tell you how my day went. I'm sick. I'm old enough to tell you I'm sick, but not old enough to tell you WHERE I'm sick. Momma (that's what I like to call Mommy when I'm not feeling well or want to be loved) and Daddy are smart enough to know that I have a fever, but it took them ALL day to figure out that my throat hurts. I kept showing them my teeth and saying "owie" and crying - but they just didn't understand. Mommy said she might take me to the doctor tomorrow because I don't look very good. Grandma says there's no sparkle in my eyes. I'm still a good girl though - I ALWAYS want to take my medicine (and this time it's grape flavored!). The Pink Princess says that if I have a fever I have to cough - so I pretend cough because Mommy says I have a fever. Mommy told The Pink Princess that it's ok to have a fever and not be coughing, so I only cough a little bit now.

I want to feel better so I can run around and play "Morsels" with Grandpa and go with Mommy to pick The Pink Princess up from school. Maybe tomorrow will be better.