911

Anna and Lane came to spend the weekend with us and we had a great time!  We visited at the house, went to CiCi's, had a picnic at the park, went to the playground at the mall, brought the mini slide in the living room and let the babies run around like wild indians!  It was much fun :-) It was nice to have the babies together and for she and I to get a chance to visit!  A couple of bruises, pinches, scratches and bumped noggins were the only real mishaps until this morning.  Today while they were packing up to leave, Kate got a hold of Anna's cell and called 911.  Uh Oh.  Not good.  I saw the phone was dialing someone so I snatched it and pressed end, then I immediately get the return call from McKinney 911 asking if there was an emergency....Kate is screaming in the background because I took the phone away from her so as calmly as I could muster I apologized to the 911 lady and told her that everything thing was fine, there was no emergency and that my baby accidentally called 911.  No, the screaming baby in the background is fine, nothing is wrong with her I promise.  Whoopsie.  I try my best to keep my cell locked so she can't dial out but as quickly and often as the kid snatches up cell phones and presses buttons as fast as she does, it really was just a matter of time before that happened.  Sorry Anna, hope that doesn't go on your record!

Baby jail

Here is a picture of bk's new digs.  Sometimes she bends downs and peers through the slats and it really looks like she's in a jail cell.  As far as I know she hasn't tried to climb out again...thank goodness!

Evel Knievel

Knock on wood, we have almost made it through a whole week without some mishap but we still have a couple days to go.  This is the latest from my dear little daredevil...last Saturday morning Jason got up at 4:00 a.m. to go fishing, so it's just BK and I for the day.  I was looking forward to hopefully sleeping in a bit and having a nice leisurely Saturday, however Kate, a.k.a. Evel Knievel, decided to wake up at 5:45 and cry out, quiet down, then go back to sleep.  At 6:15 she cries out again and as I am debating whether to start my day or hope that she goes back to sleep I hear.....THUMP......then...... WHAAAAAAA....WHAAAAAAA.....WHAAAAAAAA.  I thought she hit her head on the crib or kicked the wall and hurt her foot so here I go "Mommy to the Rescue".  Never thought that she might have climbed out of her crib.  I run down the hall and bust in her room and WHACK I hit my baby with the door.  :-(  This starts another round of hysterics.  Not only did Kate climb out of her crib and fall to the floor, but her mommy hit her with the door.  She is screaming and crying so much that I think she broke something.  It takes me a good bit to get her calmed down.  I am still freaking out so I call Jason and ask him what to do.  He tells me to give her a once over and gently push pull and prod to make sure nothing is broke and if she doesn't wince and is calm and acting normal that she's probably fine.  Luckily she was not injured!  Before her nap that day, Charlotte and I took out her mattress support and sat her mattress all the way on the floor in her crib.   Now it looks more like a jail cell than a crib but it has worked so far!