The Crawford Family

Thursday, March 24, 2011

those eyes

I admit it...

I'm a sucker for those big brown eyes.

I told Marshall the other day, "I have the two best kids on the planet." He looked at me and said, "Yeah, and maybe outer space too!"

But really, I do have two really great kids! I love a freshly bathed and jammied baby. So sweet!

bath time

Lily is such a content baby. We are blessed that she is generally just a happy, good natured girl. She especially loves the bath. I can't believe it took us this long to get pics of her in the tubby. To be honest though, poor girl hardly ever gets a bath. How dirty can she really be? Aside from the spit-up in her neck creases, she's not THAT dirty!

He wanted his picture taken in the "baby seat." Love him!

sleepover

Marshall has been asking to have a sleepover with his cousins for several weeks. We weren't sure how they would all do in the same room. I put them to bed around 8:15 knowing that they would stay up and talk for a bit. Marshall was the chattiest of all. By 9:00 they were quiet and asleep. I call that a success. They all slept until about 7:00, not bad considering three boys were sharing a room and one was sleeping on a palate on the floor. The cutest moment came that morning when Sam sat the littles down and read to them. I must say that Sam as an AWESOME reader! I was so impressed with his reading ability.

It was a fun night for these "brother" cousins. They really are more like brothers than cousins.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

surgery day

Marshall was a trooper today. He knew something was up and started to get a little anxious before we even got to the surgery center this morning. By the time they had us in the little waiting room he was pretty upset. He really didn't want to put the gown on because he said, "those are for girls." We explained that daddy had to wear one of those when he had surgery and that boys wear those too. He still wasn't happy about it but he put it on. There was a little TV in the waiting room and Mickey Mouse was on, he would settle for a bit while he watched and as soon as a nurse came in the room he would cry. Poor buddy kept telling me, "Mommy, I feel scared."

The worst was when the nurse had to pry him out of my arms. Marshall was leaning back for me with his arms out crying, "I need you, Mommy." As soon as he was out of sight, I cried too.

The surgery was pretty quick, 15 minutes. We then had to wait another 15 before we could go back to see him. When we got back there he was VERY upset. The nurse seemed to think he was most bothered by the IV in his hand. He refused anything to drink, he just wanted to be held. After 30 minutes in recovery, they took the IV out and let us head home.

On the way home I told him he was an "awesome boy." He told me "awesome boy cried, mommy." Scott explained that even though he cried he is still awesome. Then he asked for a donut! Of course we made a quick stop at Dunks for a sprinkle donut, his fave!