Poor little dude woke up yesterday sounding like Barry White. He had this deep little voice and sad "barking cough". We went to the hospital, and he has croup! This poor kid, he has so many breathing problems! He is getting better, and was much better after his super-charged steroidal breathing treatment. It was different than our nebulizer at home, this one didn't have a mask, and it looked like he was smoking at a hooka bar, it was actually pretty hilarious, mostly because he was also having such a good time with all the nurses laughing at him. It started to go south though when we had to get another round of x-rays (he's had more x-rays in his little life since I have, and I'm pretty klutzy), which he didn't like at all. But then we sat around and he had a nap, and was much better. So we're home, he's snoring away beside me right now with his new snoodle from Aunt Val (he loves it!). I'm pretty sure I brought this crap home from work, since that place is always making me sick. Yup. Here's a pic of us-and chicken!-chilling at the hospital, he was in a great mood the whole time, so it wasn't too bad. Hopefully he will get over all of this soon and not wind up with asthma. My doc said little kids average over 12 infections in the first year, so I guess we're on par for that!
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
First Day of Spring?!
So Erin yelled at me to update this, and since its snowing out, I figured I'd sit down and post some pics! Did I mention it was 75 degrees here yesterday, with thunderstorms..and it's snowing right now?! Ah well, Oklahoma in the springtime I guess!
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Muddy Superbowl Sunday
Yeah, I'm a dude. Turn on the game. Go Colts!
And I can basically sit up all by myself. Enough with the pictures, give me more toys!!
It's been snowing and raining...a lot...here. Thank you El Nino (that's spanish for "The Nino"). Anyway, it's been really wet and cold, and John hasn't had much of a chance to work on the shop, so it was not raining this morning, and he decided to get out there and do some work before it started precipitating again. Well, because he is lazy, he wanted to move his truck (loaded with plywood for the roof) just *a little* closer to his work area. So the truck slides in the mud a little, and he thinks (erroneously) that "I'll just drive a little further down the yard and turn around". Yeah, so he got the truck stuck. Reaaaaallllly stuck. And being John, he can't let anything go, he stews about it all day, and keeps going out there to get it out. It was buried up to the axles! But he did finally get it out, just in time for the game to start. I went out to turn the compost pile and investigate the damage (that's the reason for the pitchfork). Those ruts are about 18 inches deep. The good news...no need to buy a tiller for a garden, it's already taken care of!
Lola surveying the damage. Shockingly, she was the little lady and walked *around* the mud piles. Mitsy however ran through there at full speed. You could hear the "slorping" sound of her paws as she was running. She had an unfortunate encounter with the hose afterward.
The aftermath. The inside of the truck was nearly as dirty as the outside. I took the time to grab a beer and the video camera, but I got out there too late, he already had it unstuck. Damnit. (Lisa: John says that maybe if you had a 4x4 Jeep, then you could have this much fun too. Ha!)

On Saturday JM and I went to the boat show in Tulsa, a Myers family tradition. He had a great time and was all smiles all day long.
On Saturday JM and I went to the boat show in Tulsa, a Myers family tradition. He had a great time and was all smiles all day long.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Ice Storm!
Okay, so I've already been mocked by my Iowa friends for my "blizzard" post (you know who you are:) ), but the last two days we had a good ol' oklahoma ice storm, and then 8inches of snow on top of that. But you know, ice is bad, and I feel that most of you northerners don't realize we how bad we have it down here! So I'm a dork, and I used my little rock scale to measure some ice. I'll spare you *all* the pics I took, here are some of the better ones. Each division is 1 cm, so most of the ice I measured was between 1-2 cm thick. It took about an hour this morning to get all the ice off of my car. Ridiculous! The pups don't like the ice quite as much as they like the snow. Which I'm sure has nothing to do with the fact that I haven't clipped their toenails in two months and they slide everywhere. That big dirt pile we have in the backyard, I coaxed them up there, only to watch Mitsy slide down the side of it, legs akimbo, and scrape the snow off of it with her body. Hilarious to me, not so much to the
girls. Here is Lola, begging me to leave them alone and not make them do stupid things like climb up on ice piles. Also, just to further set the mood, they have been forecasting this storm for a week or so. We had plenty of time get prepared. So John and I discussed possibly getting a generator in case the power went off, since we don't have a fireplace anymore. Well, the local home despot store doubled the price of their generators! Spread the word, never shop there, because that was price gouging at its worst!! Seriously, they had generators for around $300, and that afternoon before the storm, they had doubled to over $700. Nice. So instead of buying a generator, I bought some yaktrax for my boots. It was a much cheaper investment, and vastly improved my ability to not fall on my face. They did not keep us warm as a generator might have, but we took our chances and luckily did not lose power.
I also noticed that the dogs were constantly digging at the ground, and I realized that they were eating the ice covered grass. So here I am feeding them icicles. They love them, and oh so cheap compared to their other high dollar treats!
Here's the shop. These pics are just to prove that John got the rest of the rafters up. Sorry no sheeting yet Bill, I refused to let him on the ladder in the ice.
Here's some more JM, because that is why I know you are visiting this site. Seriously, is that Damien on the left there? Does anyone want this demon child before he grows up into Satan and takes over the world? Oh wait, ducky!! Nevermind on that unholy demon spawn stuff (for now)!
Uncle Will stopped by to hang with John Milo (and to a lesser extent us)! He's moving to Phoenix...I think the high temp there was in the 70s today...nice. At least until July, and then 105 degrees in the shade...no thank you! We had a great time, despite JM's teething crankiness. Hopefully will be traveling out there a lot to see Uncle Will and go do exciting camping and hiking in beautiful northern AZ along the way!
Saturday, January 16, 2010
I flung poo!
Okay, so I know that everyone probably goes through this, well, at least all moms do, but it was pretty funny. Since we just recently started giving JM solid foods, he obviously has just started with some solid poops. So I was changing him one night, maybe an hour after his dinner and there was a little poo. Okay, no biggie, so I had his diaper half off, and his little legs up in the air. I hand the diaper to John to put the poo in the toilet (we're using cloth diapers), and John starts to freak out and gag, even though he knew this is what we were getting into! So John is gagging behind me, and I'm laughing really hard with JM's little legs stuck in the air. All of a sudden I feel something wet on my hand and so I scream (yes, this is not a joke. I'm not proud of it either) and fling my hand into the air. Somehow JM had shot a solid poo out about 6 inches out. If you remember from the last sentence, I said I flung my hand. With the poo on it. Onto the floor. Where Lola was waiting patiently. So now John is gagging to the point of barfing, Lola is extremely excited because, well, poo is yummy! And I'm laughing so hard I can't handle it. John Milo is laughing too, and I spent the evening cleaning poo from the surfaces and keeping Lola out of the room. Ahhh...mommyhood!

Enjoy the unrelated pics below of Bill (John's Dad) and the new shop. The new shop is much farther along now, more pics later. Oh yeah, there's a pic of the poo-eater too :)
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Christmas part two
Since we didn't make it to Iowa, Iowa came to us. Well, John's dad is down for the week to help him build his shop, but he brought all the cool christmas presents from everyone up there (thanks everyone!!!). John Milo got this cool car and lots of toys and we got tons of other stuff too. 
Hey, no talking on the phone while driving! Just think, he probably won't even recognize that as the shape of a phone when he is little because all we have are cell phones. Odd.
The abyss
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