Boy OH Boy! Max is just a talking machine. He loves to tell stories, ask questions, tease, tell jokes. He's just so funny. We spend lots of time in the car together during the week since he is at daycare 3 days. It takes us about 30 minutes to get to and from daycare so that's an hour a day before and after work that we have time, basically, to ourselves. Allie does "chime in" once in a while, but she usually just listens to big brother.
Yesterday we were in the car and he asked me if birds were awake all the time, even at night. I told him that they slept at night just like he did. I then went on to tell him that owls and bats were nocturnal (yes, I know bat's aren't birds). I asked him if he could say nocturnal and he said nocturtle. I sort of chuckled and corrected him. He then said nocturnal correctly, thought a second and then said..."I like nocturtle better. It's like knock it off turtle!" We both had quite a good laugh from that one. He also went on to tell me that there were two types of bats...ones that could fly, and ones that couldn't...like the kind you play with. HA!
Earlier this week Max was up very early as he is most days because it's light out so early (Yes! He does have room darkening shades). He came into our room and used our bathroom and I asked him to go back quietly to his room. About 10 minutes later I heard the toilet down the hall flush. Not wanting to go see what was up I waited until he came back to our room, oh 15 or 20 minutes after the flush. I asked him why he flushed the toilet he looked at me, wide eyed, and said, "I had my hand's over my ears you weren't supposed to hear that!"
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Monday, November 1, 2010
3 Month Comparison
I found these old pictures of Max and was digging through a bin of his clothes and found the outfit. It just so happened that Allie was about the same age as Max in the pictures. I couldn't help but dress her up and take the same pictures of her. Check it out...
Max
Allie
How crazy is that. I even had to go back to the pictures to see which was which (although the bink on the tray should have given it away).
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Visit from the Chicagoians
Grammie, Pop and Auntie all drove out for a visit to see Max and Allie. Yes...to see Max and Allie. It was a short trip, but we managed to pack a lot in, mostly centered around baseball. Grammie brought Max a tee to play. He is so good at putting the ball on the tee and Pop taught him how to run the bases. It was funny that he would skip third if someone was coming at him to tag him out with the ball. He got a HOME RUN every time!
Max, clearly, was getting hotter and hotter as the game went on...
The boys even got in an Ironbirds game Friday evening, complete with fireworks!
Allie got in a photo session with Grammie. The bunny is from Grammie and Pop, just like big brothers (only A LOT bigger and a lot more pink ).
Pops favorite spot of the weekend:
Max, clearly, was getting hotter and hotter as the game went on...
The boys even got in an Ironbirds game Friday evening, complete with fireworks!
Allie got in a photo session with Grammie. The bunny is from Grammie and Pop, just like big brothers (only A LOT bigger and a lot more pink ).
Pops favorite spot of the weekend:
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Allie's Extra Stay
Well, it turns out Allie was a bit jaundice causing us an extra stay at the hospital. Mommy was released from the hospital on Sunday and we were moved to pediatrics where Allie got to stay in a nice warm bed. As much as we hated seeing here in this little bed. She really did look cute and cozy in there with her sleeping mask on (Uncle Cashew's got nothin' on her!) and the blue lights. Also, she got a really nice tan in there, definitely enough to make her momma jealous.
Even after we got to go home, we had to have you on a biliblanket, it made you look like a little glow worm. After going to the hospital every day for the rest of the week, you finally got rid of all the bad stuff and pulled out of the jaundice. We were so relieved when we didn't have to watch you get your heel pricked every day!
After two extra nights we finally got to come home.
Even after we got to go home, we had to have you on a biliblanket, it made you look like a little glow worm. After going to the hospital every day for the rest of the week, you finally got rid of all the bad stuff and pulled out of the jaundice. We were so relieved when we didn't have to watch you get your heel pricked every day!
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Farm Fair 2010
While Mommy and Daddy were at the hospital, Grammie and Pop took you to the farm fair. You had such a great time this year. Last year was a bit of a different story (check it out here: http://diegelduo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html). You even asked to get in and ride the goats. I couldn't believe it. I only wish I could have seen it for myself. There's always next year.
As always, the tractors are your favorite. You love to climb all over the BIG tractors and...
be sure to cover yor ears watching the tractor pulls!
As always, the tractors are your favorite. You love to climb all over the BIG tractors and...
be sure to cover yor ears watching the tractor pulls!
Friday, July 30, 2010
Comparison
Max and Allie look so much alike. Below is a link back to when Max was about a week old and the blow picture is Allie, still in the hospital. They look so much alike it's scary.
http://diegelduo.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday.html
http://diegelduo.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday.html
Max, meet Allie
Well, we are so excited to announce that there is a new addition to our family!
Alexandra (Allie) Cass Diegel arrived on July 30, 2010 at 1:26pm weighing 8lb 12 oz, 20 1/2 inches long.
As you can see, big brother Max is just totally in love with his new little sister. He loves to tickle her nose.
Hold her and give her kisses.
Let's just hope it stays that way.Baby Allie Story
July 29th:
Well today Mommy and Daddy headed to the hospital to get baby sister out. When we got there the nurses came in to get some information and set-up my IVs. The one they started in my left arm was kinda sore and the nurse said to me "does that hurt?" to which I replied "actually it does, it's hurt since you put it in". When I looked down my arm was swollen about the size of an egg, I then proceeded to have a bit of a panic attack that lasted what seemed like forever. Daddy asked the nurses if he could get me some ice. He was able to give me some ice and wipe my head down until I finally started to pull out of it. It was kind of scary, but I just kept laughing, not believing that it was actually happening.
It turns out that we were supposed to be at the hospital at 5:30 pm and we were there at 5:30 am. The hospital had been expecting us, but my doctors were not. So...after a bit of confusion they began the induction anyway. Contractions started almost immediately, but were not very strong. We did manage to get a little bit of sleep, but not very much.
July 30th:
Well, not much happened over night. Our morning nurse came in pretty early, I think it was between 8 and 9 am. She said "I know they haven't told you this and I don't feel it's right, so I'm going to let you know that there's talk of you going home today." Talk about being disappointed. I was just in shock. I couldn't believe they were going to send me home. I guess that's what happens when they try to induce a pregnant woman who has no business being induced.
Well, probably not even 15 minutes later my doctor walked in and said, well let me check you...OK, I'm going to break you water. Well, talk about being on an emotional roller coaster. Geesh. OK...water broke, contractions are getting stronger, about an hour or so later they came and gave me the epidural. Ahhh...life is good. Well, no, no it's not...something turned very wrong, suddenly the pain medication wasn't working at all and I was in a lot of pain. A lot of pain doesn't even begin to describe the amount of excruciating pain I was in. The anesthesiologist came back in, did what he could to adjust things, the contractions got back under control. So much undercontrol that I couldn't feel ANYTHING from the waist down. I thought there was something left on my leg, turns out it was my own foot and I watched the nurse pick up and move my leg and it was like it wasn't even my own leg. SCARY!
It was about 12:30 when I called Grammie Jeannie and let her know, it was not quite "Go Time" like daddy had said, that things were progressing, but we weren't sure how long it would be. About oh, half hour or so later the anesthesiologist came in to check on me, I said I was fine, doing really well. No sooner did the man walk out the door when the pain started to come back! Daddy hit the call button, we let the doctor and the nurse know. The doctor took a look, said I think if you can push, we can get her out in about 20 minutes. I said, lets go for it. A few pushes later at about 1:27 baby sister was here.
Well today Mommy and Daddy headed to the hospital to get baby sister out. When we got there the nurses came in to get some information and set-up my IVs. The one they started in my left arm was kinda sore and the nurse said to me "does that hurt?" to which I replied "actually it does, it's hurt since you put it in". When I looked down my arm was swollen about the size of an egg, I then proceeded to have a bit of a panic attack that lasted what seemed like forever. Daddy asked the nurses if he could get me some ice. He was able to give me some ice and wipe my head down until I finally started to pull out of it. It was kind of scary, but I just kept laughing, not believing that it was actually happening.
It turns out that we were supposed to be at the hospital at 5:30 pm and we were there at 5:30 am. The hospital had been expecting us, but my doctors were not. So...after a bit of confusion they began the induction anyway. Contractions started almost immediately, but were not very strong. We did manage to get a little bit of sleep, but not very much.
July 30th:
Well, not much happened over night. Our morning nurse came in pretty early, I think it was between 8 and 9 am. She said "I know they haven't told you this and I don't feel it's right, so I'm going to let you know that there's talk of you going home today." Talk about being disappointed. I was just in shock. I couldn't believe they were going to send me home. I guess that's what happens when they try to induce a pregnant woman who has no business being induced.
Well, probably not even 15 minutes later my doctor walked in and said, well let me check you...OK, I'm going to break you water. Well, talk about being on an emotional roller coaster. Geesh. OK...water broke, contractions are getting stronger, about an hour or so later they came and gave me the epidural. Ahhh...life is good. Well, no, no it's not...something turned very wrong, suddenly the pain medication wasn't working at all and I was in a lot of pain. A lot of pain doesn't even begin to describe the amount of excruciating pain I was in. The anesthesiologist came back in, did what he could to adjust things, the contractions got back under control. So much undercontrol that I couldn't feel ANYTHING from the waist down. I thought there was something left on my leg, turns out it was my own foot and I watched the nurse pick up and move my leg and it was like it wasn't even my own leg. SCARY!
It was about 12:30 when I called Grammie Jeannie and let her know, it was not quite "Go Time" like daddy had said, that things were progressing, but we weren't sure how long it would be. About oh, half hour or so later the anesthesiologist came in to check on me, I said I was fine, doing really well. No sooner did the man walk out the door when the pain started to come back! Daddy hit the call button, we let the doctor and the nurse know. The doctor took a look, said I think if you can push, we can get her out in about 20 minutes. I said, lets go for it. A few pushes later at about 1:27 baby sister was here.
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