Lata Skata
I am not really too sure what this blog will be about. I'm sure it will be about alot of things. I can say that majority of my posts will be about my family. But who knows.. time will tell.
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Big 3
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
A letter to my sister.....

Char,
I had a great time this weekend. I am glad we (me and Kenny) surprised you, even though you cussed like a sailor ;)I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
Shopping on Saturday was fun. I miss shopping with you. I wish we weren't so old and get pooped out so quickly.
What can I say about Bon Jovi?? OMG.. so glad we saw him together (thanks Mom, I owe ya BIG time). That was so much fun. Who knew that even at a concert we could have our inside jokes and laugh like we were the only two in the arena?! My stomach still hurts from laughing so hard.
I have 'Snowman' on my desk at work.. and it makes me smile every time my eyes drift towards his teeth.. roar!
Miss you and love you!!!
Jay
PS.. will post pics another time.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Monday, December 03, 2007
I don't know what to do.
Amy's Asthma is in full swing.. again.
It has been once a month since October that she has been like this.
She is feeling like crap.
She is fevered and her coughing is unbelievable.
She will stay home from school today.. again.. but I really have no choice.
I will take her to the sitters and if I need to leave work early of course I will.
My poor kid.
I honestly think this is left over crap from last month when we made not one.. but two hospital visits. The doctor who "looked after" her just sent us on our way with no Antibiotics.. or Pediapred.. which I know I should have said something then.. but why question a doctor?? They know what they are doing.. right?? Umm.. not this one I guess. I wont make that mistake again.
She woke up and couldn't catch her breath from coughing. She crawled into bed with dad.. and is sleeping.. thank GOD!
This should be an interesting week. Jaret is sick too. He has a nasty cough and a stuffy nose..
Man do I wish I could afford to stay home and not work.. working and having sick kids not fun.
Ok.. my rant is done..
SIGH!!!
Lata Skata
Amy's Asthma is in full swing.. again.
It has been once a month since October that she has been like this.
She is feeling like crap.
She is fevered and her coughing is unbelievable.
She will stay home from school today.. again.. but I really have no choice.
I will take her to the sitters and if I need to leave work early of course I will.
My poor kid.
I honestly think this is left over crap from last month when we made not one.. but two hospital visits. The doctor who "looked after" her just sent us on our way with no Antibiotics.. or Pediapred.. which I know I should have said something then.. but why question a doctor?? They know what they are doing.. right?? Umm.. not this one I guess. I wont make that mistake again.
She woke up and couldn't catch her breath from coughing. She crawled into bed with dad.. and is sleeping.. thank GOD!
This should be an interesting week. Jaret is sick too. He has a nasty cough and a stuffy nose..
Man do I wish I could afford to stay home and not work.. working and having sick kids not fun.
Ok.. my rant is done..
SIGH!!!
Lata Skata
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Gross pictures.. and two months later??
The day before my mom came to visit George and the kids and I were out a a friends house for a BBQ. We had good food.. good company.. the kids had a great time, and I was excited about my mom's visit.
So we headed home at about 1230am and we arrived home just after 1am! Both kids fell asleep and George and I were waking them up so we didn't have to carry them (way too heavy) and Jarret woke up cranky and very sleepy. George was at the trunk of the car getting our stuff out.. I was opening Amy's door when Jarret got out I heard the slam of the door and instant screaming from him.
George and I looked at each other in confusion.. then at Jarret.. then back at each other and it dawned on us..
He shut the car door on his finger!
George rushed over to him.. and the door was completely shut on his finger. Once it registered exactly what happened I ran over to him and hugged him. He was crying so hard then he barfed. He was pale and he kind of collapsed in my arms. His eyes were rolling to the back of his head and he was so not coherent. Then he threw up again (over my shoes non the less) I had to carry him to the elevator.. and he threw up again. There was blood everywhere.. pretty gross.
We got upstairs and took a look at his finger. Then he stuck his head in the toilet and barfed again.
Once he calmed down George carried him back to the car and they made an emergency trip to the hospital. They didn't get home until 430am.
Nothing was broken.. no stitches.. just a nice big band aid and a disgusting mess of his nail.
So.. below are pictures of his finger the day after..
They are gross.. just warning you.. but of course I had to blog it..


The nail finally fell off about 3 weeks ago and its a lot better.
Why am I telling you this 2 months later???
I don't know.. just felt like it.. OK?
Lata Skata
So we headed home at about 1230am and we arrived home just after 1am! Both kids fell asleep and George and I were waking them up so we didn't have to carry them (way too heavy) and Jarret woke up cranky and very sleepy. George was at the trunk of the car getting our stuff out.. I was opening Amy's door when Jarret got out I heard the slam of the door and instant screaming from him.
George and I looked at each other in confusion.. then at Jarret.. then back at each other and it dawned on us..
He shut the car door on his finger!
George rushed over to him.. and the door was completely shut on his finger. Once it registered exactly what happened I ran over to him and hugged him. He was crying so hard then he barfed. He was pale and he kind of collapsed in my arms. His eyes were rolling to the back of his head and he was so not coherent. Then he threw up again (over my shoes non the less) I had to carry him to the elevator.. and he threw up again. There was blood everywhere.. pretty gross.
We got upstairs and took a look at his finger. Then he stuck his head in the toilet and barfed again.
Once he calmed down George carried him back to the car and they made an emergency trip to the hospital. They didn't get home until 430am.
Nothing was broken.. no stitches.. just a nice big band aid and a disgusting mess of his nail.
So.. below are pictures of his finger the day after..
They are gross.. just warning you.. but of course I had to blog it..


The nail finally fell off about 3 weeks ago and its a lot better.
Why am I telling you this 2 months later???
I don't know.. just felt like it.. OK?
Lata Skata
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