Sick Girls & Death of a Tree :(
Wednesday, June 27, 2007 by Amy
So Riley and Avery have been sick and wre'll all going stir-crazy. We haven't been out of the house since Saturday. Riley's sounding a little better todaday, and Avery was just mildly ill to begin with (the joy of extended breastfeeding). I don't think they'll be well enough to go to playgroup tomorrow, but we can hope.
So we've had all of the windows open since it's been so hot. I was trying to get the girls down for a nap yesterday afternoon and we start hearing a chainsaw in our front yard. Our bedroom window overlooks the front yard, so Riley goes to the window to see what's happening (I already knew) and saw her beloved tree being chopped to the ground. The tree was really damaged by the blizzards this winter. Of course, she starts crying hysterically, saying that it was her favorite tree that she loved to climb. It was heartbreaking. Then we go downstairs and she sits on the front step with Rudi and cried. Made the poor men chopping down the tree feel really bad. They tried to make her feel better. They said that we'll be getting a baby tree today. I told Riley that she can help take care of the baby tree and watch it grow. Of course, we get up today and the men are at a loss at how to get the stump out of the ground. A whole lot of chopping and sawing hasn't yeilded any results. So we may have to wait for our baby tree.
Riley's been saying "Our yard doesn't look like itself!"
Nothing much else has been going on since we've pretty much been staying in. At least the girls aren't feverish anymore. Rudi is the medicine-pusher. He says that they kids need medicine for the tiniest things. It drives me crazy. That and he insists that I take the girls to the doctor. For a cold? I'd just be wasting my time. Plus, I've put off finding a new doctor. Rudi liked our old doctor until he found out that she's a NP. Funny thing, his doctor at the VA is a NP. He liked her a lot (not knowing that she was a NP), but she left the VA and I told him that she was a NP. Then she comes back to the practice and he's reassigned to her and he doesn't like her anymore (just because she's a NP). Ugh. Our NP gives great physicals, better than any of the MDs we've seen before, but I'm tired of the unsolicited parenting advice. She obviously didn't like me breastfeeding Riley when she turned three, and really urged me to get them their own beds. Like, did I ask?
Oop, my pictures have downloaded! I can stop gabbing now...
So we've had all of the windows open since it's been so hot. I was trying to get the girls down for a nap yesterday afternoon and we start hearing a chainsaw in our front yard. Our bedroom window overlooks the front yard, so Riley goes to the window to see what's happening (I already knew) and saw her beloved tree being chopped to the ground. The tree was really damaged by the blizzards this winter. Of course, she starts crying hysterically, saying that it was her favorite tree that she loved to climb. It was heartbreaking. Then we go downstairs and she sits on the front step with Rudi and cried. Made the poor men chopping down the tree feel really bad. They tried to make her feel better. They said that we'll be getting a baby tree today. I told Riley that she can help take care of the baby tree and watch it grow. Of course, we get up today and the men are at a loss at how to get the stump out of the ground. A whole lot of chopping and sawing hasn't yeilded any results. So we may have to wait for our baby tree.
Riley's been saying "Our yard doesn't look like itself!"
Nothing much else has been going on since we've pretty much been staying in. At least the girls aren't feverish anymore. Rudi is the medicine-pusher. He says that they kids need medicine for the tiniest things. It drives me crazy. That and he insists that I take the girls to the doctor. For a cold? I'd just be wasting my time. Plus, I've put off finding a new doctor. Rudi liked our old doctor until he found out that she's a NP. Funny thing, his doctor at the VA is a NP. He liked her a lot (not knowing that she was a NP), but she left the VA and I told him that she was a NP. Then she comes back to the practice and he's reassigned to her and he doesn't like her anymore (just because she's a NP). Ugh. Our NP gives great physicals, better than any of the MDs we've seen before, but I'm tired of the unsolicited parenting advice. She obviously didn't like me breastfeeding Riley when she turned three, and really urged me to get them their own beds. Like, did I ask?
Oop, my pictures have downloaded! I can stop gabbing now...
