crash!

On Friday afternoon, the kids and I were in an accident. Driving along the 210 freeway, on our way to meet Ryan for lunch at noon, and I heard a crash of two cars to my left and the sound of screeching tires. I looked over my left shoulder to see two cars spinning out of control and one of them to crash into the side of our car. Luckily nobody was injured, but our *new* car was pretty crunched. My door wouldn't even open initially. At least a FIVE thousand dollar fix per the collision center's estimation of the repairs.
Dylan was really shaken up, crying and afraid (naturally). But Addie seemed unphased by the whole thing, sleeping and waking only to eat and because of the 90 degree weather outside as we waited for the highway patrol officer to arrive and take the report. Ryan actually arrived before the CHP, which says a lot both about how LONG it took the CHP officer to answer the call and how quickly Ryan managed to get to us!
We took the kids to see the pediatrician that evening, just to be sure they were ok, and all was fine.
I feel so blessed that we were in a safe car and no-one was hurt. It's amazing what damage was done to the outside of the car without one tiny scratch to any of us.
Also, I'm thankful for family and friends for their support through everything. My friend Anamara met us at the gas station as the officer wrote up the report and helped me with the kids, bringing cold drinks for all and showering us with positive energy and hugs. Then that night, my father-in-law met us halfway to San Diego to bring the kids and I down there for the weekend since Ryan was leaving for a conference the next morning and then loaned us their new car until Thanksgiving. Being down in San Diego with my in-laws this weekend made things feel seamless while Ryan was gone, helping me with the kids and making sure I got some rest after the accident. The distraction from Ryan being gone and the support of my in-laws was much appreciated. And with the LA fires blazing on, it was nice to be in fresh air with the kids.

Promises to a toddler gone wrong

Kathy watched the kids so Ryan and I could go out on a date last Wednesday night. We had fun, but apparently Dylan got the wrong idea about the evening. Kathy writes it better than I can, so I'll send you here to see the play-by-play of how it went.
Plus there is a precious little video at the end with Addie chatting it up with the camera. So if reading a funny story about Dylan doesn't lure you over to her blog, then I'll tempt you with the promise of a cute video of Addie.

Potato Babies

Ryan and I have long called those babies that sit quietly in church, at a restaurant, in the car... potato babies. When Dylan was little, we used to envy our friends with all their 'potato babies' and wonder what we were doing wrong to have such a fussy baby that just never really seemed content. We didn't go out to eat for about 6 months because we invariably had to walk out with a screaming baby. And when we went anywhere in the car we heard crying the entire time without a break. Don't even get me started about that car trip we did out in DC...

Dylan has always been high maintenance. And that's ok. It really is. But we were a little scared (to be honest) this time around, knowing what we may be in for... with two kids.

But now we have a potato of our own. And we love it.

As long as she has a clean diaper and is fed and not gassy, she's perfectly content to just be held. She coos and babbles at us and smiles.

Our very own potato baby!

4 Months

Addie had her 4 month checkup yesterday. Let's forget that I forgot about the appointment until my phone alarm reminded me AT the time of the appointment. Oopsy.

Anyways, here are her latest measurements:
weight 12# (10th percentile)
height 24.5 inches (50th percentile)
head circumference 40cm (20th percentile)

The doctor said that she looks great and that her weight, while it could be a bit higher, isn't a concern since she's holding steady on her curve. (and for the grandmas out there, I'm still going to work on fattening her up.)

She had 4 vaccinations, which came in the form of 3 shots and an oral rotavirus vaccine. She was a superstar. Dylan held her hand (since I was alone and I couldn't really distract him during her shots anyhow) and told her to be brave. They were fabulous. Made me proud to be their mama.

We need to start giving her polyvisol, a vitamin supplement that they recommend for all 4 month olds, so we'll get that.

Dylan also had a little impromptu checkup because he was getting his flu mist and he has had a pesky cough for about 2 months now. Doctor said he's fine, no infection or bronchitis. Agreed with me that Dylan should drink whole milk since he's still pretty lean for his height. And she thought that a mulivitamin for Dylan would be a good idea too when I asked about that.