15 Month Check Up

Today, we went for Drew's 15 month check up. He's such a little trooper. He loves Dr. Sood and loves his office. Well, so far he's loved everything. Today was a shot day, so he wasn't real happy for a few seconds. Those shots are a booger. I just hated the look on his little face that went from really happy to really mad in 0.2 seconds. He turned red as a beet and screamed until I could pick him up. Then he stuck that little bottom lip out and cried (for my benefit I'm sure) for about 10 seconds.

He's doing great. Growing and right on track developmentally (actually a little ahead in some areas). He weighs 22.4 pounds and is 30 1/4 inches tall. My big little boy. He's in the 20th percentile in weight and 30th in height. My "little" Vietnamese baby is not so little. However, his 12 month jeans were falling off of him. My kids and their little waists and butts.

He'll go back in a month for his flu shot booster and for an ear wax removal. His little ears have a lot of wax in them. I have to put drops in them twice a day to soften it up and then we'll have it taken out in a month. Charlie gets to take him to that appointment. :)

Looking forward to tomorrow. We're actually taking the boys to the Dillon office tomorrow afternoon in their Halloween costumes. AND we're doing our second post placement visit tomorrow. After all of that fun, we're heading to our church for the Fall Festival. Ian has loved it the past 2 years and I can't wait for Drew to experience it. Afterwards, we're going to Ian's school for their Fall Festival. My kids will never go to bed tomorrow night. Yikes.

I'll post Halloween pictures sometime this weekend.

School Pictures

Ian's school picture for this year. I know I'm a little biased, but he's just so handsome. He looks so grown up in this picture...and a little sleepy. Where did my baby go? What is it with boys and hair? His hair looked perfect when he left the house that morning. What happened I'll never know. Oh well...it's him though...crazy hair and all. Love my sweet and rotten Ian.

Jack Smirky

Ian "helping" Daddy carve the pumpkin

My cute boys

Ian with his pumpkin

The finished product....Jack Smirky

My Ian

For those of you that know me, you know how much I love my Ian. He can be a handful sometimes, but all in all, he's a pretty good boy. Some times he acts so big and so grown up. Other times....he acts like a baby younger than Drew. I guess that's to be expected.

He had a rough evening. He was on the "thinking chair" many times this evening. He just doesn't get the fact that he's bigger than Drew. He thinks he can sit on him and it's fine. Nope...not fine in my house. So, he goes to the thinking chair. Then he decides to hit or throw something....right back to the thinking chair.

It was nearing bedtime this evening. Drew was already in his pajamas and ready for his bottle. Drew is used to me giving him his bottle and rocking him for a little while. Then we say "it's time to go nite-nite"...he'll shake his head no...but we take him to his crib anyway. Give him a kiss and say good night. That's it. He's down. But....he's used to that little routine. Tonight, Ian was insisting on sitting on my lap where Drew usually sits for his bottle. I tried to explain to him that as soon as Drew was in his crib he could sit on my lap all by himself. Nothing worked so Charlie came over and picked him up and took him to the couch with him.

Ian, of course, was crying, crying, crying. Then he started coughing. Coughing....crying....guess what was next? Yep....throwing up. Poor little guy. He threw up on Charlie. Threw up on Charlie's shoes. Charlie got a towel for me and he threw up in it too. While we were waiting for Charlie to bring me another towel, poor little Ian said "Mommy, I'm sick. Why am I sick Mommy?....Mommy, I'm sick....I need to go to the hospital". I desperately tried not to laugh. I could hear Charlie chuckling in the hallway. I tried to reassure Ian that he was fine and he did not need to go to the hospital. After a bath he was fine.

My sweet Ian....never a dull moment.

No Pictures Today

We're all sick in the Conner home. Drew's still recovering from his ear infection, Ian now has a bad cough and runny nose, I'm coughing up stuff and Charlie is aching all over. Not a fun day. Hopefully we'll all get some rest tonight and tomorrow will be better.

Beautiful Fall Day

As close as it gets to both of them looking at the camera
Daddy & Ian being silly with their pumpkins on their heads
Boy on the move....all the time!


To enjoy our beautiful fall weather, Charlie, Brad and I took the boys to Pumpkin Town today in South Tulsa. It was actually a lot warmer than I expected it to be, but it was a beautiful day. The boys had fun playing and running around. Drew kept looking at the pumpkins and saying "ball". Charlie and Ian picked out the perfect pumpkin and they're going to carve it up tomorrow evening. That ought to be entertaining (I'll be there with my camera). We tried to get a picture of the family, but Ian was not cooperating. He took about a 20 minute nap on the way to Pumpkin Town and that was it. So, Mr. Cranky Pants made an appearance.

We're going to go to Bixby to the Pumpkin Patch on the 23rd. Ian's class is going on a field trip, so I'm going to tag along. That should be fun. We probably should have gone there today, but we thought we'd try the one a little closer to home.

All in all....a good day.

BTW....my condolences to all of the Sooner fans out there. BUT.....GO POKES!!!! We're really Marshall University fans, but living in Oklahoma you have to have a team to cheer for. We just can't bring ourselves to root for OU....so we are fans of the Orange and Black....who are now undefeated. I LOVE football...college, high school, pro....any kind of football. My favorite sport in my favorite time of year. Nothing better than a Friday or Saturday night football game when you have to have a blanket to keep you warm....or a special someone :)

More from the Conner gang tomorrow......

15 Months Old AND We've Been Home 2 Months

Today, little man Drew is 15 months old....and it's been 2 months since we landed in Tulsa with our newest addition. He's just a stinker beyond belief. I'm amazed at how far he's come in just 2 short months.

It's been so different with Drew. He's been a more difficult child in a lot of ways. He was and is so much more independent than Ian. I found it was much harder to gain his trust. Maybe it's the additional 2 months he spent in the orphanage (Ian came home at 11 months old)...and maybe it's just his personality. Haven't quite figured that one out yet. There's no doubt that he's attaching, but being the worrier that I am, I still fret over possible attachment issues. He still prefers mommy at this point but if I'm not around (or if he doesn't see me)....daddy is just fine too. I think he has me pegged. He knows that his little cry / whine can get to me and he uses that to his advantage. Oh well, I keep telling myself they're only little once.

Anyway....a little over a year ago we saw his face for the first time and 10 weeks ago, our lives were forever changed by this adorable little guy. We love you little man Drew!!!

Stupid Teeth Plus Stupid Weather Equals.....

An ear infection. Yay!

Drew has his first (that we know of) ear infection. He's been cranky because of his teeth. He's been drooling because of his teeth. His nose has been running because of....oh heck...who knows what. Today he was tugging at his little right ear, fussing, not napping and not eating. So I thought I'd better check in with the doctor since the weekend is almost upon us. They, of course, needed to see him. So off we go. He acts completely fine at the doctors office. Running, laughing, babbling, giggling.....just being full of his normal cuteness. When they checked his little right ear...all clear. Hmmm? Checked the left ear....yep....infected. I had to giggle because he has not touched his little left ear one time. Now he on antibiotics for 10 days, yippee. He's coughing quite a bit, but Ms. Jodi (our nurse practitioner) said his lungs were clear. I think it's just the crazy, stupid Oklahoma weather. Oh well...this too shall pass.

Puzzles and shapes...one of Ian's favorite things. Look how sweet they are. Just warms my heart :)
Building a "huge big" house (look at the concentration and those eye lashes)

OK, so it's nearly 3am in the morning. Why in the world am I posting on the blog. Well, I have a raging sinus headache. Got up to take some medicine and thought I'd download the pictures I took earlier this evening. Then, of course, I had to post a couple. Now I'm going back to bed.

Crazy Weather

It's official....I'm not going to be Mother of the Year. How in the world do you know how to dress your kids during the season change? It's finally Fall here in Tulsa....my favorite time of year. But, I'm clueless what the little ones should wear. It's chilly in the morning and by late afternoon it's pretty hot. So, do I dress them in pants or shorts? Today, Drew is in pants and Ian is in shorts. Not only is Ian in shorts...I didn't send a jacket with him. Nor did I send a jacket with Drew. Geesh. It's not way cold here by any stretch, but it's chilly and overcast.