Infusion baby

On Thursday after I did Ezra's prophy he told me "baby's turn." So we poked a water baby. This all happened while Eve was at school and when we talked about it I could see she was interested. She asked me if the water baby was leaking water (a concern I had but I thought oh well) which it wasn't. I thought that would be the end of that. Then this morning when we started putting the numbing cream on the boys Eve and Ezra both wanted to infuse their babies. Don't worry we did not push real factor into the babies... Ian was thrifty and recycled the syringes from the boy's infusion so we could use them on the babies. The kids were thrilled... and there were Dora the Explorer band-aids to go around.

Huggle

Ezra is such a sweet boy. He is really into baby dolls lately. The other day when he put himself down for a nap (yes I realize I am super lucky that he will do this) I went in to check on him and he had tucked one baby into Eve's bed and was snuggled up with one himself. It is totally adorable. He has been taking dolls in the tub with him, to the grocery store, pretty much everywhere. 

Tonight he was having a hard time going to sleep because he really wanted me to "huggle" him. He has called snuggling huggling for a while and I think it is absolutely adorable. So I huggled with him and listened as his breathing changed as he fell asleep and I felt so overwhelmed with love for this sweet boy. I am so glad to have him and his sweet spirit in our home.

World Hemophilia Day

Sometimes I think that Eve doesn't understand what hemophilia is, or maybe she just wants to escape that world when she leaves the house. One of her friends was explaining hemophilia to her teacher... and Eve didn't want to say a word. She is so helpful when we are infusing the boys... trying to entertain or help in any way she can. She is very good at advocating for cartoons during infusions (I can't imagine why that would be). So in honor of World Hemophilia Day I thought maybe we could get a little bit of Eve's perspective on hemophilia.

What is hemophilia?

You have special blood. I think that's all.

What is special about your brothers?

They have special blood and you and me don't.

How do we treat them?

Put a port in their body.

What happens when they get a port in their body?

They get a really hard booby boob. ( I am seriously laughing so hard here. How do I keep a straight face? Their ports are right above their right nipple, so her description comes from that.)

Is it fun to have hemophilia?

No, you have to have a pokey poke.

Oh Shit!

Yes, that is an entire gallon of milk on the floor.  I asked Eve to help by putting the milk in the fridge.  I ran down to the car to get Ezra and come back to Eve screaming "MOM. Help. The milk is spilling on the floor."  Now I was expecting maybe the cap just cracked and I could stand the jug up and stop the spill.  But, noooo.  Eve lifted the milk above her head to get it in the fridge and dropped it.  The little circle on the side of the jug blew out and cracked all the way to the bottom.  When I walk into the kitchen the jug is standing up with milk pouring out the bottom. AHHHH! Milk everywhere.  Time to clean.  Eve was so apologetic. It was very sweet.  Eve is always eager to help.  Sometimes it is hard to remember there are limits to what she can do.  Lifting a jug of milk over her head?  Maybe she needs to pump some iron before next time.

Hippity Hop Hop Easter's on it's way...

When we got home from church yesterday we discovered that the Easter Bunny had hid a ridiculous amount of eggs outside. Eve and I got home before my mom and Ezra and she could not wait for them to get out there so she could start collecting. As soon as she saw my mom's car driving down the road she was out the door and collecting eggs. It was adorable. Ezra had fallen asleep on the drive home but Eve made sure he woke up to collect eggs... no way was she going to wait any longer than she already had. Eve quickily decided her little bucket did not hold enough so she carried around a big box to put her eggs in. Maybe next year she will get a box that has been decorated. It is so fun to have so many eggs... they don't get possessive with the eggs. Each of them were happy to help each other out, and they know that they would only get a few pieces of candy anyways and the rest would go out for rewards/bribes/treats until the next holiday. Evan slept through most of the Easter egg hunt. He was fine with that because what he was really interested in was the candy when we brought them all inside. Oh that boy and his candy addiction. He is so messy when he eats it too. 

Then we had dinner with my mom and Andrew, Grandpa Syne, Grandma Helen, Uncle Todd and Trevor. It was a good time.