Tres Trips To Texas

Spring break is here again, and we’ve got a pretty decent thang going the last three years in heading south to spend the week with our Waller buddies. We weren’t sure if this year it was going to work out with some important appointments this week, but we decided sorta last minute to make it a reality to head down to Texas! With Jason and Lauren having a new baby a few months ago, and knowing it would be this summer before we’d see them and meet their sweet Ruth (who knows if it will be all of us together even then!), it was worth it to make it work. No regrets!

We hopped in the car on Saturday after a crazy week at school and a million hours of packing the night before, and made it for dinner and the KU game that night. Pork butt and catch up time made our evening full, and with Sunday morning booked with churchy things, we finally got to relax a bit that afternoon and evening. I love how each of our family members can just pick up where we left off with these friends. Glad to get some quality time with Lauren amidst the cooking and such. Long distance is just not quite the same.

By day, we made some time to get out to the Botanic Gardens in downtown Fort Worth (DSLR photos courtesy of Lauren and the lovely garden backdrop), ate out at Rodeo Goat, and skipped back home for a neighborhood Easter egg hunt and backyard play time. The guys enjoyed an evening out at Top Golf, and the girls got after it at the Tanger Outlets one morning. The kids just plaaaayed. Games, trampoline, water, sand, dinos, shows, reading, snacks, bone-shakers (who knows?). Olan loved to give baby Ruthie hugs and he also discovered the next phase of toys that the big boys are playing with these days. Real looking dinosaurs, trucks, and helicopters, what!? Evie, Hudson, and Nolan just loved playing together. Evs is now suddenly into PJ Masks. She loves people.

By night, Rack-O, Hedbandz, Phase 10. Our evenings consisted of games, along with snacks and 90’s music reminiscing and cutting up together. We watched Wonder on our last night there while the guys talked video and nerdy stuff.

Wednesday morning, we had another wonderful meal made by Mrs. Waller and said our goodbyes. We loved our time together, friends! Thank you so much for housing us and taking such good care of your guests. You are rockstars.

As for the traveling, our children were honestly angels for the road time (about 8 hours when it’s all said and done). Evie’s been really into audiobooks on trips, and enjoyed hearing the woes of Amelia Bedelia via Hoopla this year. Olan played with his helicopter and sucked on a pacifier forever. Thankful to get some quality time with my family and basicallyfamily. God was good when he made us for community!

Evie’s Tumble

Old news: Evie received the first stitches in our Henry family history! Even though it happened a few weeks ago, documenting the occasion only seems natural, as it’s a big moment in anyone’s life. The juicy details are what kids will want to know later in life to be able to recall the tall tales to their friends, right? Where did that awesome battle scar come from? Well, Evie’s got a story in the making.

Actually, it wasn’t really valiant. As she was hanging out with my parents (who are tied with my in-laws as the greatest grandparents ever) one Friday afternoon, she came barreling out of the bathroom to jump on grandma’s lap. Her body bumped against the couch just enough to send her careening out-of-control-face-first-no-bracing-herself into the corner of the coffee table. Ay ay ay! Right on her cheek. So glad it wasn’t her eye, or her nose, or her teeth. Praise God for the miracle that is. Whew!

So yeah, I get a phone call while I’m doing my weekly grocery run to Aldi saying that Evie took a spill. We decided to meet each other at MedExpress as soon as I could get out of the store. Evie comes walking in with a band-aid on her face, happy as a lark. I thought maybe we’d be just fine, but the nurse practitioner, Todd, had other thoughts. Ha!

Now for my shameless plug for MedExpress. Great. Amazing. We’ve actually been seen by Todd before, and it’s been a WHILE. But Evie still talks about him and how he made an elephant come out of her ear, like, two years later. He is a kid whisperer. We have had great experiences each time we’ve been. Recommended!

Stitches were the prognosis. Oh what fun… I sure am glad I have a supermom for a mom. Evie was cool with everything until the Lidocaine shots came. She fa-lipped out. Like three people holding her down screaming bloody murder flipped out. Gee whilikers. Our prayers and God making her brave did not seem to faze the girl. She was literally shaking with fear. She was so T-Oed that this was happening to her. That whole process was the pits. I don’t blame her.

However, once we got through that, she was a peaceable girl. Todd did a fantastic job sewing up Evie’s face, and Evie did a top-notch job of becoming a statue while eight stitches were inserted into her cheek. I’m pretty certain she was doing it all for the candy bars that were promised to her by the stitcher-upper, but hey, it was kinda whatevs at that point. She also got a hand balloon (a latex glove blown up like a balloon). She likes to tell everyone about her loot even before she tells them she got stitches. Ha ha!

The next morning, she acted like nothing had happened. I’m not sure she would have said anything had I not mentioned it to her. It has healed quite well, I’m sure because of our prayers. I gave her no Tylenol for her pain except for the initial wound and for the night. That’s my tough girl!

The real fun was five days later when the stitches had to come out. Drama queen has arrived. Grandma B came over to slice those out and it was basically a repeat of Lidocaine moment. And soooo not as painful. Hoping for less traumatic experiences for her injury and health career. After much logic talk and God talk and bribe talk, Evie sat completely still and had each removed with very little problems. I can only attribute it to the peace of God washing over her. It was a lifesaver.

Now, yes, there’s a scar about four weeks out, but The Ordeal is over. Perhaps in a few months you won’t be able to tell she had stitches. Let’s hope!

 

O: 1.5 Years

Take your time, sweet boy. Keep taking your sweet time. Olan’s got a knack for a few new things as he hits this big mile marker in his little life. Golly, he’s just the best.

  • He’s WALKING finally! And I thought Evie was a slow walker! At nearly seventeen months, he decided that those long twiggy things could be helpful, and now he’s unstoppable.
  • He’s got the head nod down. A game changer in the communication realm.
  • Loves sitting on the trike while being pushed around. And looks freakin’ adorable with his helmet on too.
  • He wants his shoes on as soon as he wakes up. And not just any shoes, it’s gotta be his Nikes. Heaven help us.
  • His hair grows like a weed on top of his head!
  • He’s wearing 2T clothes. He’s gotta be pushing 30 pounds. The chubs on his cheeks… that cheek jiggle when he runs around is irresistibly cute. Mmm-mm!
  • Has been introduced to his current favorite stuffed dolls: Mickey Mouse and Corduroy. These have even ventured into the crib recently!
  • He loves his blanket… and the funny thing about it is that it’s a hand-me-down from Evie, complete with Strawberry Shortcake prints. He loves walking around with the minky side wrapped around his head. He’s so into all things soft and cozy and he’ll just cuddle up with this blanket in no time. So so so cute.
  • Working toward no pacifier. Got a ways to go.
  • Loves the outdoors. I cannot wait until summer when he can be outside more! If a door is left ajar, he is GONE. Beware!
  • He’s learning the ropes of ornery-ville. The naughty smirk is emerging.
  • Very much into his helicopters. We spotted a helicopter in the sky the other night on a walk, and he was enamored.
  • Books continue to be a favorite for Olan. Momma’s dream come true!
  • He understands so much of what we’re saying, it’s a little scary! 🙂
  • Has “uh-oh” down pat. He also likes to leave his mouth open wide when something surprising happens.
  • Cars. Enough said.
  • This dude is demanding when he’s hungry. Resilient little bugger. He will screech at you until you pick him up and feed the pie hole.
  • He’s giving legit hugs lately.
  • Every time he sees a kitty in a book, he goes in for a face hug. Whatever the obsession is, it’s stinkin’ cute.
  • It’s almost time to take the baby gate down. Almost.
  • He’s a decent picker-upper. Let’s keep that trend alive.

So proud that we get to call Olie ours! Isn’t he lovely? Happy half-way, man!

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