Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Max's Epiglottis is Back

So weird!! The sad part is he has had it enough times now (3-4) that he can verbalize that he "has epiglottis" when it's stuck up.  He says it feels like something is in his throat and it hurts to swallow. It usually only lasts about 30min-hour but I have yet to get any explanation from a doctor as to what's causing it to happen.   They are all clueless.  This time I actually got pictures to prove it in case we ever need to go back.  

Poor guy.  

Friday, September 25, 2015

Snow in September - What?

We had an early snow storm this week that dumped about 16" of snow.  Thankfully it is supposed to all melt by next week but this is just too early for me.  It should still be Fall.  

At least the boys were excited. 

Thursday, August 20, 2015

Saturday, July 4, 2015

July 4th

We spent July 4th out at Grandma & Grandpa's house shooting bows, playing baseball and camping out.  It was an absolutely gorgeous day.  


Roscoe & Jasper

  Max, Carter & Sam

 Owen & Bo



Thursday, June 25, 2015

Blog Name Change

I think I should change the name of my blog to


It seems way more telling at this stage in the boys' lives than - This That & Carrot Tops.

The boys can not keep their hands and feet to themselves.  They are constantly touching each other.  At the table, watching TV, riding bikes, going on a walk, playing cards, grocery shopping, riding in the car.  You name it and they've found a way to make it a contact sport.  

 It's not always malicious.  In fact, often times it is pure joyous play.  But regardless of the motive, it always happens and always involves some combination of a kick, elbow jab, blind push from behind, sucker punch to the gut, wrestle take down, or one of my least favorites, a ball grab (Sam) or an uninvited punch to the junk (Max).

Yep, you heard me right. A walk-by, full on, punch to the baby maker.  And unfortunately this is actually Max's preferred method of greeting  Bo and Wes'  friends.  Don't get me wrong, he gets in serious trouble for this type of behavior but when an alpha dog needs to be heard, he barks right on through that bark collar.  

However, my half full glass of optimism and I are just thankful he doesn't walk up to them and hump them from behind.  That might require a little more than just a new blog name.

So . . .to the obviously kid-less barista at Starbucks who looked at me like I'd lost my marbles when I ordered a "16 ounce cup of patience" last week . . .  Just wait.  Karma is a bitch.  You are going to have girls.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015


The cutest way I have ever heard anyone say they need a haircut:

Max:  "Mom, My hair is too big for my head."

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Hand, Foot & Mouth - The Never Ending Virus

Unfortunately we brought home a nasty souvenir from California. We got home late late Thursday night and by Friday morning Max was running a temp and complaining of a sore throat.  He had white blisters on his tonsils and felt miserable.  Saturday afternoon he broke out it red sores all over his hands, forearms, feet, legs and mouth.  He looked awful.  The next day Sam started feeling really tired and slept all afternoon.  By Monday he also had fever and polka dots.  He hasn't had nearly as many as Max, but his are way more painful.  He has been a whiny mess.  Socks, blankets, dogs . . . anything that touches his sores makes him scream like he's dying.  And holy hell, when he stepped on a lego, I thought the house was going to come down.

As you can tell, it's been a great few days and to top it all off, Bo started running fever last night.  Yay.  It's going to be a fun rest of the week.

Update . . .Bo's fever also turned into hand, foot and mouth.  His sores were the fewest in number but he missed almost a week of school just like his brothers.

2nd update . . . Sam & Max developed some other whart like flesh colored bumps on their stomachs. After weeks and weeks of them not going away, and Max;s beginning to spread onto his upper thigh, I finally took them to the doctor and they got diagnosed with Molluscusm.  Apparently it is in the same family as hand, foot and mouth.  Sam's sores eventually turned red and sore.  It is now June 24th and they are finally starting to go away.

3rd update . . . It is now the end of June and all of the boys are starting to lose their nails - fingernails and toe nails.  They are separating from the cuticle at the base of the nail, turning white and just dying and falling off.  The boys keep picking them off because they aren't even attached anymore.  It's really quite disturbing.  I thought maybe they were all vitamin or mineral deficient in something but after a little research I found that this is another side effect of really bad cases of HF&M. It is called nail shedding and it is really not cool.