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I know this is not a happy milestone, but a milestone nonetheless. Finn is sick for the first time in his life. It's a first for us as parents, too - caring for a little baby that sometimes sounds like an eighty year old smoker. Despite this, Finn still has his little happy face on, even when he hacks and sounds like one of his lungs is coming up with all that yummy mucus. We are hoping this will pass very soon...it's hard to see your baby go through it when he can't blow his nose or clear his little throat.



We've had a few remedy theories handed to us by friends, including Vick's Vapo Rub under the nose/on the chest/on the feet, raising the mattress with towels to ease the congestion, saline solution followed up by a good vaccum with those nose vaccum things. Last night we tried raising the mattress by sticking towels under it and I think that helped. I did get up a few times in the night to put his soother in his mouth when he woke up from coughing, but it was manageable. Hopefully tonight will be better. God speed, little buddy!

Once upon a time in 1999, Brandi-Lee and her friend Monica were in Foods class and had an assignment to make an apple pie. They worked hard at mixing and measuring the ingredients, however they must have had a little too much fun chattering and laughing because the pie was a disaster. That day Brandi-Lee refused to make pies henceforth. It was the first and the last.



True story - I vowed never to make a pie after that tragic attempt. However, ten years down the road I decided to give it another try, with terrific and tasty results. It was so much easier than I remember...I just followed the directions on the Crisco box for the pie crust and used a filling recipe from my good pal Destiny. The results were SO YUMMY and I will so do it again soon. I did sustain some injuries: two slices to the fingers while chopping apples (see photo) and a burn to the arm while taking it out of the oven. (It was well worth it.)

I was online today looking for songs to sing with babies/kids, since the only ones I remember are Christmas songs and B-I-N-G-O (gets old FAST). I came across www.bussongs.com and they had this neat,  slightly prejudice number: Ten Little Injuns. Check out the lyrics:





Ten little "Injuns" standin' in a line,

One toddled home and then there were nine;

Nine little "Injuns" swingin' on a gate,

One tumbled off and then there were eight.




Chorus:


One little, two little, three little, four little, five little "Injun" boys,

Six little, seven little, eight little, nine little, ten little "Injun" boys.



Eight little "Injuns" never heard of heav'n.

One "kick'd the bucket" and then there were seven;

Seven little "Injuns" cuttin' up their tricks,

One broke his neck and then there were six. 





Six little "Injuns" kickin' all alive,

One went to sleep and then there were five;

Five little "Injuns" on a cellar door,

One tumbled in and then there were four.





Four little "Injuns" out upon a spree,

One dead drunk and then there were three;

Three little "Injuns" out on a canoe,

One tumbled overboard and then there were two.





Two little "Injuns" foolin' with a gun,

One shot t'other and then there was one;

One little "Injun" livin' all alone,

He got married and then there were none.






Encore Verse:

This little "Injun," with his little wife,

Lived in a wigwam the balance of his life;

One daddy "Injun" and a mommy "Squaw"

Brought up a family of Ten "Injuns" more.
 

2nd Chorus:



One little, two little, three little, four little, five little "Injuns" more,

Six little, seven little, eight little, nine little, ten little "Injuns" more.

Yesterday was sunny and crisp, so I decided to take the little one for a walk. We walked to Starbucks. While he was sleeping I enjoyed a Caramel Brulee latte (which is sugar and milk and coffee in a cup - I recommend half sweet...my lips were sticky after!)














The day before also included a Starbucks run, this time with Jessica and Jenna. Aunty Jenna is starting him early with the Starbucks...

I just found the USB cable to our new 'diaper bag camera' (so I don't have to lug around the giant Nikon to get candid shots) so here are more photos from our Christmas in Osoyoos:

Am I still a good mother if I don't do 'tummy time' with Finn every day? This is probably the second or third time I've put Finn on his stomach since he has been alive and I'm pleased to see that his neck is still strong. Whew.