Happy 31st to Me!

Yesterday, I turned 31. My mom and dad came Friday and we all went to eat together.

Of course, this girl is in Heaven when these two are here.

For my birthday, my sweet husband gave me a massage at one of the spas nearby. It was glorious. He knows the way to my heart! 

Papa and Nana had to leave Saturday afternoon, and Avery Claire and I decided to take the car through the car wash. I ended up getting a Grand Cherokee. We love it and she was so excited when we told her we got to keep it. Poor thing. 

We're still doing ear drops, which means she has to lay still for 5-10 minutes after putting them in. It only took about 2 minutes for this to happen at around 5:00. 

Dusty and Avery Claire took me to eat (isn't that the best part of a weekend birthday? Lots of eating out!)

I had the best day! Although 30 really didn't bother me, 31 was a little easier to swallow. I thank God for every single day that I get to be my sweet girl's mommy and Dusty's wife. I could not ask for more. 

I've Lost Mom of the Year Already

This chick hasn't slept all night since Saturday night. She woke up complaining about her ear. She complained about it Sunday, but never ran a fever. We looked in it with our little ear tool and saw some drainage. We put drops in it and gave her Tylenol. She complained during the night and a little Monday morning. Still no fever.

After I picked her up from school, she said it felt better and never mentioned it again that night or the next day.

Wednesday, she woke up saying it hurt again and she had dried up, bloody stuff in her ear. She went ahead to school and I called to make an appointment and left school to take her. 

When I explained to the dr. her compaints, he knew immediately, before he ever looked in her ear, what had happened. His words were "she has a ruptured eardrum." I immediately took myself out of the running for Mom of the Year. 

He said she'd probably had an infection and the pressure caused the eardrum to burst, which relieved the pain for a short time. He acted like this was fairly common and gave her drops to put in twice a day. He said to bring her back in 2-3 weeks to make sure the hole had closed up. 

I need to document her stats! She is 45 months and weighs 37.75 pounds and she's 39.5 inches tall. I need to look back and see what her July stats were. I know she's grown at least 2 inches since then! 

After the first couple of doses of drops, she stopped complaining. We have felt awful that we didn't even know she had an infection and waited about taking her to the doctor. 

Christmas Break {after Christmas}

The Rook cards started a game streak in the Davis house. We bought a few games at Walmart and quite enjoyed our time off of school.

Here are your Cootie champs.

We promised Avery Claire that we could "camp out" during Christmas break.

Somehow, Daddy managed to actually sleep in the real bed while we roughed it.

We went to Chuck E Cheese. Avery Claire loves to play and we secretly like the pizza. 

She begged to camp out one more night. I told her she was welcome to. 

But this old mom couldn't handle another night on the air mattress. 

Tomorrow, we go back to school. Because of the weather, we get to go in at 10 for the first two days. That makes the blow a little easier to take!

I don't mind at all when the cold weather calls for a few extra snuggles! 

New Year's Eve

The Lawrence's came to spend New Year's Eve with us. We had so much fun. Since they moved, we've seen them for a couple of hours at a time. We loved that we got to spend hours and hours with them and really get to visit.

These two girls are both messes. They played so well together. They are both sassy and bossy, which worked out perfectly! I wish we lived as close as we used to so they could play all of the time.

The girls were adamant that they could stay up til midnight. At around 10, we played a ball drop we found on you tube and they called it midnight.  

Tia will kill me. But if this pic wasn't blurry, it's a perfect depiction of the ladies' faces during our Rook game. Very nervous and confused. 

I don't even know what this one was about. Dusty was probably frustrated at my Rook playing skills.