Saturday, October 24, 2009

Just a Gripe...

I DO NOT want my children to get this pig flu!

I know it's called H1N1, you don't need to call me on it. I like "pig flu" though, it sounds nastier, and I hear this virus is pretty nasty.

After MUCH AGONY and research about the risks, we decided that the risks of getting the vaccination are out weighed by the risks if the kids getting the junk-especially Adele. And since both kids are unavoidably exposed to people (who are exposed to people, who are exposed to people, who are exposed to people...) we decided if this is a pandemic like the CDC seems to think, we need to do what we can.

What we thought we could do was get up this morning at the crack of dawn, and go to one of the 4 centers in Utah that are dispersing the vaccine today (from 7am to 11 am).

We got there in time to park a half mile away because cars lined the streets. Throngs of people (mostly with small children) were walking away from the health center. Some of them had waited in line for hours starting in the middle of last night. And guess what?

Every single vaccine for the pig flu in Utah is gone.

I really don't want my children to get this stuff. I really don't like getting up at 6am on a Saturday, especially when it's just to expose my children to cold, damp air, and throngs of angry, unvaccinated people.

Arg.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Adele's First Meal


We tried baby cereal out for the first time with Adele on Saturday. This is the footage of her first attempt to eat. She took to the idea much more easily than Elsa did when we tried to feed her as an infant. Elsa was a year old before she would eat ANYTHING. I think Adele will be eating like a champ in a few weeks.

They are Obviously My Children





Wednesday, October 14, 2009

I'm Going to Give You an Earful

Apparently the blanket did not make Adele happy and she wanted to make sure it knew it.

It's kinda funny how vocal she has been lately.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Weekend End

I hate it when the weekend is over. Come Monday morning, my three best friends and I have to go our separate ways, all day until five, for five days in a row.

I like it much better when the four of us spend the day piled on the ground trying to see who can make the loudest squeal.