Great news-I took the kids to the doctor today and they have.....hand-f00t-mouth disease!!!! At first, I thought, "isn't that a disease that cows get?" but that is something else entirely. So, we are contagious, home for the rest of the week and I get to wash and clean every sheet, towel and toy that has been used this week. Oh boy.
By the way, Thomas just has a normal cold.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Three Sick Males Under One Roof-OH BOY!
Bring on the mopey. I have three boys in the house under the weather. Husband included. He has a cold that has depleted most of our tissue supply, but he went to work and is happily playing some Warcraft game that I don't pretend to be interested in.
Connor has been running a low fever and took not one, not two, not three but FOUR naps today. Of course, I was at work so I missed the sleep extravaganza, but we all know that is far from normal for little C. He has been extra clingy today, one of those "don't put me down" days. Another indicator that things are going awry is in how little food he cares to eat over the last two days. Connor loves food. I don't know of any food he has rejected. You put food in front of him, he eats it. Broccoli and peas included. Tonight, he ate a bit of his chicken, broccoli and potatoes, but not with usual gusto. He didn't even finish his applesauce. Later, as I tried to rock him to sleep, he chewed on his sleeve, his fist, my shoulder and on the bottle. My educated guess suggests that we are about to be charmed by the presence of some more pearly whites. Let the fun begin (again).
Ian ran a fever all day Tuesday, up to 104 at its highest point. He was playful in the morning and early afternoon. Then, in the wink of an eye, the meltdown fest began. If Connor touched one of his toys, Ian would cry, "He's breaking it!" and sit and cry. Pretty much anything Connor did or looked at brought on a serious fit. I decided they needed some sleep so after 20 minutes of screaming by Connor, both boys took a hearty nap before gearing up for round two. Thankfully, Thomas was home to assist, although he was not up to par himself.
This morning, Ian woke up with no fever, no sign of illness so I sent the boys on to daycare with instructions to call if the fever returned. Ian had been complaining that his tongue hurt. Thomas and I checked it for canker sores or a bitemark and didn't see anything. At daycare, he continued to mention his tongue was bothering him. Alexis wasn't sure what it was either and she knows pretty much everything baby-toddler related.
Tonight at dinner, the poor child is sitting with his plate of chicken, potatoes and a piece of broccoli (untouched, I might add) with the usual pool of ketchup. The potatoes went fine. We asked him to eat one piece of chicken, which he started but ended up crying. Normally, he cries when he doesn't want to eat something, so neither Thomas or I gave in to that and insisted that he still eat that one piece of chicken. (meanies) More tears and I finally help him coat the chicken in ketchup, which he deemed worthy enough to try. He popped in his mouth and began crying more.
Finally the light dawns on us after considerable time coercing Ian to eat that damn piece of chicken, our brains click on that perhaps it is not the tongue, but his throat that is hurting. Out comes the flashlight and lo and behold, a white, icky looking throat with red spots. Nice. No wonder the kid is wailing when I am force-feeding him acidic coated chicken. Wake up and smell the doctor's appointment. That will be for tomorrow's adventure.
Now, here is the bonus in all this craziness and it might seem, I don't know, a little selfish or something. The boys curl up so cozy when they aren't well! They stop the busyness of their day and seek me out. Connor crawls and stands up on me, with his little head buried in my neck or just lays my lap while I play with Ian. It's so tender. Ian lying on the couch tonight where we could rub his back, ruffle his hair and just let him be quiet and restful. Ian resting in my arms like he was a baby once again, thumb in mouth and eyes closed. It doesn't last long, it seems that he has already taken flight when I am still down on the ground. But when they land, however briefly, to rest.......I just don't have words to describe how wonderful it is to be needed and loved by my children.
But, do they all have to be sick at the same time??
Connor has been running a low fever and took not one, not two, not three but FOUR naps today. Of course, I was at work so I missed the sleep extravaganza, but we all know that is far from normal for little C. He has been extra clingy today, one of those "don't put me down" days. Another indicator that things are going awry is in how little food he cares to eat over the last two days. Connor loves food. I don't know of any food he has rejected. You put food in front of him, he eats it. Broccoli and peas included. Tonight, he ate a bit of his chicken, broccoli and potatoes, but not with usual gusto. He didn't even finish his applesauce. Later, as I tried to rock him to sleep, he chewed on his sleeve, his fist, my shoulder and on the bottle. My educated guess suggests that we are about to be charmed by the presence of some more pearly whites. Let the fun begin (again).
Ian ran a fever all day Tuesday, up to 104 at its highest point. He was playful in the morning and early afternoon. Then, in the wink of an eye, the meltdown fest began. If Connor touched one of his toys, Ian would cry, "He's breaking it!" and sit and cry. Pretty much anything Connor did or looked at brought on a serious fit. I decided they needed some sleep so after 20 minutes of screaming by Connor, both boys took a hearty nap before gearing up for round two. Thankfully, Thomas was home to assist, although he was not up to par himself.
This morning, Ian woke up with no fever, no sign of illness so I sent the boys on to daycare with instructions to call if the fever returned. Ian had been complaining that his tongue hurt. Thomas and I checked it for canker sores or a bitemark and didn't see anything. At daycare, he continued to mention his tongue was bothering him. Alexis wasn't sure what it was either and she knows pretty much everything baby-toddler related.
Tonight at dinner, the poor child is sitting with his plate of chicken, potatoes and a piece of broccoli (untouched, I might add) with the usual pool of ketchup. The potatoes went fine. We asked him to eat one piece of chicken, which he started but ended up crying. Normally, he cries when he doesn't want to eat something, so neither Thomas or I gave in to that and insisted that he still eat that one piece of chicken. (meanies) More tears and I finally help him coat the chicken in ketchup, which he deemed worthy enough to try. He popped in his mouth and began crying more.
Finally the light dawns on us after considerable time coercing Ian to eat that damn piece of chicken, our brains click on that perhaps it is not the tongue, but his throat that is hurting. Out comes the flashlight and lo and behold, a white, icky looking throat with red spots. Nice. No wonder the kid is wailing when I am force-feeding him acidic coated chicken. Wake up and smell the doctor's appointment. That will be for tomorrow's adventure.
Now, here is the bonus in all this craziness and it might seem, I don't know, a little selfish or something. The boys curl up so cozy when they aren't well! They stop the busyness of their day and seek me out. Connor crawls and stands up on me, with his little head buried in my neck or just lays my lap while I play with Ian. It's so tender. Ian lying on the couch tonight where we could rub his back, ruffle his hair and just let him be quiet and restful. Ian resting in my arms like he was a baby once again, thumb in mouth and eyes closed. It doesn't last long, it seems that he has already taken flight when I am still down on the ground. But when they land, however briefly, to rest.......I just don't have words to describe how wonderful it is to be needed and loved by my children.
But, do they all have to be sick at the same time??
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Backyard Fun!
Judges Score for T. Murphy: 10 for height, 10 for form, 10 for cuteness!!
Ian likes to use the soccer net by throwing the ball over the net. 
Our little soccer star!!! Thanks to Grandma for the awesome soccer net!
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
I Get By With a Little Help From My Family
Over our vacation, with Michael's motivation ("stay focused!") and help, the guys got to work on attaching new baseboards. Thomas finished the last few pieces with a little help from Ian.
Now, I do have to apologize to my husband. For some reason, I didn't document all the work he had done with Michael. With all my picture taking and a brand-new camera, this got overlooked. (maybe because I was busy trying to keep the boys out of his hair so he could actually work!) So, to be fair, I took some photos of the final piece being added.
A proud, happy handyman. Caulking and painting are the final, final steps, but he was just happy to get all the pieces in place! Once the work is completely done (don't hold your breath, folks...we are not exactly timely in the project completion area), more photos will follow. An extra special thanks to Michael and Terri, who stayed on an extra day at our house to help us finish, when they were ready to bust a move and get back to sunny LA. THANK YOU!
Now, I do have to apologize to my husband. For some reason, I didn't document all the work he had done with Michael. With all my picture taking and a brand-new camera, this got overlooked. (maybe because I was busy trying to keep the boys out of his hair so he could actually work!) So, to be fair, I took some photos of the final piece being added. 
A proud, happy handyman. Caulking and painting are the final, final steps, but he was just happy to get all the pieces in place! Once the work is completely done (don't hold your breath, folks...we are not exactly timely in the project completion area), more photos will follow. An extra special thanks to Michael and Terri, who stayed on an extra day at our house to help us finish, when they were ready to bust a move and get back to sunny LA. THANK YOU! 
Sunday, January 07, 2007
A Baby, Three Foam Letters and a Bathtub
I love cute bathtub pictures. When Ian was little, we pasted foam letters to his head for fun. (these children will need therapy after seeing these photos) Anyway, I figured what we do for Ian, we should do for Connor too. The problem here was Connor's name was a bit too long to put on his head. I also didn't have enough of the right letters. Thought about doing a license plate type of thing :CNR. They didn't stick, so I ended up with just one little C. I also tried CJM, which worked nicely for one quick photo. 
Now, those of you who are extra neurotic (I know the type... I am one!) I realize that foam letters are not meant for young infants. You might note that Connor has a foam letter in his mouth. Well, I was careful to remove the foam letters following the photo shoot. All the letters shown were completely intact.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
The Murphys Get Out of the House
Our excursion out of the house today included a hike at Lost Dutchman State Park, a fairly easy set of trails we felt we all could manage. Thankfully, the winters in Arizona are beautiful for hiking, no matter what time of day.
Now, we did choose this hiking area because it was flat enough for Ian to walk by himself. He did that for about 10 minutes of an hour and a half hike.
Keeping Ian entertained, we walked through the cactus forest, over the tricky trail and promptly got turned around and ended up walking just a bit longer than we anticipated. Some of the cactus looked deceptively soft to touch.
Connor enjoyed a comfortable ride, once he managed to get rid of his hat once and for all. He was pretty sleepy for most of the walk.
Thomas got a bit of a workout. Actually, I ended up carrying Ian on my shoulders for most of the hike. We searched for elusive jackrabbits and learned that birds makes nests in trees and inside the saguaros.
Ian was ready to go home....actually he wanted ice cream. Instead, we ate delicious jelly-laden sandwiches at the ramadas before heading back home. The rest of the afternoon was devoted to naps (Connor, Mom and Dad) while Ian played quietly in his room (no nap, surprisingly).
Now, we did choose this hiking area because it was flat enough for Ian to walk by himself. He did that for about 10 minutes of an hour and a half hike.
Keeping Ian entertained, we walked through the cactus forest, over the tricky trail and promptly got turned around and ended up walking just a bit longer than we anticipated. Some of the cactus looked deceptively soft to touch.
Connor enjoyed a comfortable ride, once he managed to get rid of his hat once and for all. He was pretty sleepy for most of the walk.
Thomas got a bit of a workout. Actually, I ended up carrying Ian on my shoulders for most of the hike. We searched for elusive jackrabbits and learned that birds makes nests in trees and inside the saguaros.
Ian was ready to go home....actually he wanted ice cream. Instead, we ate delicious jelly-laden sandwiches at the ramadas before heading back home. The rest of the afternoon was devoted to naps (Connor, Mom and Dad) while Ian played quietly in his room (no nap, surprisingly).Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Para nuestro querido Papi
This one is for my father. I haven't forgotten how important futbol is to my father's family. My boys have not one, but 5 soccer balls of various sizes. They now have a soccer net in the backyard. However, the most fun is taking the soccer ball to the park and playing with Dad and occasionally Mom too. This week, our little family has gone to the park each day, lugging our soccer ball (a different one each time) and a frisbee (that's to make Dad happy) and of course, my happy little camera. So, expect many park pictures...it's just what we do.
Little C isn't running or kicking the ball (yet) but he enjoys all the park action and being a part of the Murphy fan club. He loves rolling the ball around. We figure it will not be long before Connor joins the team.
Big brother Ian has three main goals at the park: play frisbee, play soccer and play on the twisty slide. Everyone has to go down the twisty slide, by the way.
Daddy gets a break in the action to hang with baby C. It's Mommy's turn to play with Ian, but she tends to get caught up picture taking.
Connor gets a little bored waiting around for his turn to play soccer, so he gets some extra nourishment from eating dry grass. Mmm, good!
Dad-I know how much it means to you to have your grandsons take an interest in soccer and they definitely are carrying that part of you in their enthusiasm, it must be in their sangre.
"Por eso yo quiero que en mi mente siempre tu carino este bien fuerte
Aunque estemos lejos o aunque estemos cerca del final
Porque nada valgo porque nada tengo si no tengo lo mejor
Tu amor y compania en mi corazon."
-Juanes
Little C isn't running or kicking the ball (yet) but he enjoys all the park action and being a part of the Murphy fan club. He loves rolling the ball around. We figure it will not be long before Connor joins the team.
Big brother Ian has three main goals at the park: play frisbee, play soccer and play on the twisty slide. Everyone has to go down the twisty slide, by the way.
Daddy gets a break in the action to hang with baby C. It's Mommy's turn to play with Ian, but she tends to get caught up picture taking.
Connor gets a little bored waiting around for his turn to play soccer, so he gets some extra nourishment from eating dry grass. Mmm, good!
Dad-I know how much it means to you to have your grandsons take an interest in soccer and they definitely are carrying that part of you in their enthusiasm, it must be in their sangre.
"Por eso yo quiero que en mi mente siempre tu carino este bien fuerte
Aunque estemos lejos o aunque estemos cerca del final
Porque nada valgo porque nada tengo si no tengo lo mejor
Tu amor y compania en mi corazon."
-Juanes
The ABC fill in the blanks
Okay, I nabbed this one from Cindy on her blog, I love answering all those email/blog questionnaire deals, so here goes......
A is for age: do I have to??..... 35
B is for beer of choice: Partial to Corona, but I haven't had beer in forever!
C is for career right now: elementary kindergarten Music/PE teacher, grant writer and executive director of Sonoran Desert Chorale (whew!)
D is for your dog’s name: NO DOGS!
E is for essential item you use everyday: shampoo
F is for favorite TV show at the moment: Lost (sorry J&T, it's true)
G is for favorite game: Cranium or Charoodles
H is for Hometown: Wappingers Falls, NY
I is for instruments you play: Clarinet, bass clarinet, piano, guitar, agogo bell
J is for favorite juice: Cranberry (the real juice kind, not the negative 5 percent juice kind)
K is for whose butt you’d like to kick: Can't we all just get along?
L is for last place you ate: Chez Murphy
M is for marriage: I am married for 7 years
N is for your full name: Linda Garcia Murphy
O is for overnight hospital stays: 3 total: Appendix, baby 1 and baby 2!
P is for people you were with today: My three cute boys and my favorite evaluator, Nora
Q is for favorite quote: Let choice whisper in your ear and love murmur in your heart. Be ready. Here comes life. -Maya Angelou
R is for Biggest Regret: Not buying a bigger house (this week's regret!-have you seen our garage?!)
S is for status: one day at a time!
T is for time you woke up today: 5:30am with the baby
U is for underwear (style & color) you have on now: Red VS ones-the comfy kind! (my family reads this!)
V is for vegetable you love & one you hate: I love all vegetables! Even the worst ones!
W is for worst habit: Habitual tardiness
X is for x-rays you’ve had: I've had a chest x-ray.
Y is for yummy food you ate today: Delicious chocolates!
Z is for your zodiac sign: Leo
A is for age: do I have to??..... 35
B is for beer of choice: Partial to Corona, but I haven't had beer in forever!
C is for career right now: elementary kindergarten Music/PE teacher, grant writer and executive director of Sonoran Desert Chorale (whew!)
D is for your dog’s name: NO DOGS!
E is for essential item you use everyday: shampoo
F is for favorite TV show at the moment: Lost (sorry J&T, it's true)
G is for favorite game: Cranium or Charoodles
H is for Hometown: Wappingers Falls, NY
I is for instruments you play: Clarinet, bass clarinet, piano, guitar, agogo bell
J is for favorite juice: Cranberry (the real juice kind, not the negative 5 percent juice kind)
K is for whose butt you’d like to kick: Can't we all just get along?
L is for last place you ate: Chez Murphy
M is for marriage: I am married for 7 years
N is for your full name: Linda Garcia Murphy
O is for overnight hospital stays: 3 total: Appendix, baby 1 and baby 2!
P is for people you were with today: My three cute boys and my favorite evaluator, Nora
Q is for favorite quote: Let choice whisper in your ear and love murmur in your heart. Be ready. Here comes life. -Maya Angelou
R is for Biggest Regret: Not buying a bigger house (this week's regret!-have you seen our garage?!)
S is for status: one day at a time!
T is for time you woke up today: 5:30am with the baby
U is for underwear (style & color) you have on now: Red VS ones-the comfy kind! (my family reads this!)
V is for vegetable you love & one you hate: I love all vegetables! Even the worst ones!
W is for worst habit: Habitual tardiness
X is for x-rays you’ve had: I've had a chest x-ray.
Y is for yummy food you ate today: Delicious chocolates!
Z is for your zodiac sign: Leo
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