Sunday, June 24, 2007

New favorite commercial

Now that Camille is a Mom of 2 its time to check out the Mom fashions.

Friday, June 22, 2007

Happy Birthday to Camille

Camille is 27 today, Hooray.

On this day in history...

1772 - Slavery was outlawed in England.

1868 - Arkansas was re-admitted to the Union.

1870 - The U.S. Congress created the Department of Justice.

1911 - King George V of England was crowned.

1939 - The first actual telecast of beauty contest took place from Flushing Meadows.

1939 - Joe Louis defeated Max Schmeling in 124 seconds.

1946 - Jet airplanes were used to transport mail for the first time.

1959 - Chuck Berry's "Memphis" was released.

1959 - Eddie Lubanski rolled 24 consecutive strikes in a bowling tournament in Miami, FL.

1963 - The Safaris' "Wipe Out" was released

1964 - Principal photography began on the Elvis Presley movie "Girl Happy" at MGM Studios. Visitors to the set included George Hamilton and his then girlfriend Lynda Bird Johnson, daughter of President Lyndon Johnson.

1964 - The U.S. Supreme Court voted that Henry Miller’s book, "Tropic of Cancer", could not be banned.

1969 - Judy Garland died from an accidental overdose of prescription sleeping aids. She was 47.

1970 - U.S. President Richard Nixon signed 26th amendment, lowering the voting age to 18.

1977 - John N. Mitchell became the first former U.S. Attorney General to go to prison as he began serving a sentence for his role in the Watergate cover-up. He served 19 months.

1980 - Mike & Marsha Hickman gave birth to Camille Hickman.

1981 - Mark David Chapman pled guilty to killing John Lennon.

1990 - Billy Joel became the first rock artist to perform at Yankee Stadium.

1995 - Michael Jackson was presented an award for his humanitarian work at the VH1 Honors. The award was later renamed the "Michael Jackson Special Award."

1998 - The 75th National Marbles Tournament begins in Wildwood, NJ.

2001 - The final episode of "Xena: Warrior Princess" aired.

2003 - Michelle Wie won her first USGA title at the age of 13. She was the youngest person to win any adult USGA event.

Happy Birthday Camille!


















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Sunday, June 17, 2007

We Survived the first Week!

Brooklyn is a week old and mom is just so relieved to have the first week over. I have to admit I was a little worried about how crazy things might be once I was back at home and trying to figure out how to juggle the needs of two babies. Fortunately, Brooklyn sleeps most of the time so it makes things not so crazy. Alyson is so good with her little sister she is constantly giving her kisses and trying to help in any way that she can.

Things for the most part have gone smoothly. We have had a couple sleepless nights and we just hope they are the exception instead of the rule. Brooklyn is a little bit of a night owl so the other night I was up with her until about 11:30 and she finally fell asleep at which point Alyson who is having no problem sleeping through the night woke up and started crying it took about an hour to get her to calm down and go back to sleep at which point Brooklyn began fussing I got her out of the crib just in time to hear the sound of a definite, earth shaking, blow out. I did not want to turn on the light and wake up Andrew so I went down stairs to change her sure enough she was a mess. I was trying to clean her up and she was not happy she was crying so loud that once again Alyson started crying again. I hoped that she would just cry herself back to sleep so I finished cleaning up and feeding Brooklyn I finally got her back to sleep but Alyson was still crying so I spent about another 45 minutes trying to sooth her back to sleep needless to say by the end of the night (or should I say morning) I was so tired I thought there is no way I can do this every night but luckily that has really been the worst of it so far.



Alyson has been a little restless being cooped up at home this last week so we decided to buy her a little wade pool so she could get out of the house and have a little break. So we are now settling more into the routine of things.

Monday, June 11, 2007

Alyson loves her new sister

Happy Birthday to Brooklyn


June 10, 2007 at 0700 hours MST. Weighing in at 8 lbs 7.5 oz Brooklyn May Foote graced us with her presence in this world. Camille started her labor just past midnight and fearing that she would be sent home with false labor 10 days overdue she really wanted to make sure that this was the real thing. So we waited until 3 am to leave for the hospital via Preston & Shanda's place to drop off Alyson. When we arrived at the hospital they started monitoring Camille's contractions, and sure enough they died down a quite a bit and the nurse gave us a choice, we could either have the Dr break her water, or we could go home and come back when the contractions were stronger. We chose to let the Dr break the water, although he never got the chance.

They moved us to the labor and delivery room and put Camille on antibiotics because Camille qualified for the Group B strep program. The nurse told us that it would be 4 hours for the antibiotics to get to the baby, so after 4 hours the Dr would break the water. Camille was not so happy about this news as her contractions were growing severely more painful. At 6:50 Grandma & Grandpa Foote showed up at the hospital and went to get Alyson from Preston & Shanda's and bring her back to the hospital to see her new sister. When I came back into the room after getting Grandma & Grandpa Foote into the car with the baby seat the Dr was there on the phone calling me. It was time to have a baby. Then the Dr left, and our nurse was on her break so another nurse answered Camille's page and request for drugs. When the Dr came back to check on Camille, Brooklyn's head was already peeking out. Two pushes later, we had doubled our progeny.

Happy Birthday Brooklyn.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

Alysons big owie

A tragic story. It happened Saturday morning, I had already had a shower and Alyson and I had some breakfast and it was moms turn to take a shower. and what better way to kill some time than to go ride the skateboard. Since Alyson's introduction to the skateboard it has been a source of laughter and happiness, that is until Saturday. Aly knows where we keep the skateboard and every time she sees the garage door open she does her best to get to the skateboard. There is no putting her into the car without a quick ride on the board. and also when we get home, a short go on the board before we go into the house. She is becoming quite the little athlete going from laying on her tummy to sitting up on the board, sometimes while in motion. Because the street isn't very steep she sometimes gets stuck and it used to be that I would have to run up and give her a little push to get her going but recently she has learned to roll her hand on the top of the front wheel to get it going saving me about about 9 paces. I think what happened is once she has learned to make the skateboard go by rolling the wheels she decided that she might be able to make it go faster or slower in the same fashion. Her fascination with the wheels has been a concern for us, worried that she might get her little fingers run over by one of the wheels or get some scratches from the ground. She doesn't get up to any great speeds so the possible injuries we could conjure up in our imaginations weren't too gruesome and she is pretty cautious on the board as well. But then the unthinkable happened. There we were, outside on a clear sunny morning, letting Mom enjoy an uninterrupted shower. The birds were singing and there was a gentle breeze from the north and everything was perfect when I rolled Alyson up the street like I had done so many times that morning. As she started to slow reaching the height of her ascent my phone rang and I answered it. Alyson got stuck and as I started towards her to give her a push she did her wheel trick and started slowly rolling towards me. Natalee was on the phone asking about digital camera memory and I noticed Alyson reaching for the wheel. She was picking up a little speed and I cringed at the thought of her hand getting run over by the wheel and I started towards her. As the distance between us grew shorter, time seemed to slow and Natalee's questions started droning away into slurred mumbles. I flashed back to my own childhood when I was similarly faced impending disaster, and my blood ran cold. The camera zooms into Alyson's hand slowly starting to grip the left front wheel particularly her ring finger easing around the shoulder of the wheel and disappearing into the center.

I should take a moment to describe the front wheel. Its blue and round and is secured with a metal locking nut to the "trucks" (the front axle type thing) the wheel curves in towards the center where it encases the bearings and the nut holds the wheel in place.

I should also explain that even though Alyson isn't going very fast, the wheels still spin pretty fast around 4 of 5 rotations per second. And when you combine a little weight on the skateboard (Alyson) plus some momentum, say about 1.8 MPH, not quite as fast as you or I would walk, when these elements come together it increases the pressure needed to stop the wheels from spinning.

So anyways, there we are Alyson about to grasp the wheel and Daddy reaching out to stop the skateboard. And Natalee on the phone probably wondering if we lost our connection. And then it happened. All I saw was Aly grab the wheel and then pull her hand sharply away, That was it, I caught the board and let a breath of relief escape my lips. Her hand didn't get run over, in fact I didn't even think that it got that close to the ground at all and then Aly started crying. I thought perhaps the wheel was spinning fast enough that when she put her hand on it the feeling was foreign enough that it just scared her. But there was blood. So I quickly, and I think rather politely considering the situation, concluded the conversation with Natalee and focused my attention to the pulsing, bleeding, flesh wound in front of me.

This is where it gets tricky. Aly doesn't know how to have an injury this being her first. She was flailing her arms, kicking and screaming. I knew that the wound needed to be cleaned and assessed, disinfected and bandaged. hopefully we wouldn't have to amputate. my goal then was to save the finger.

I took Alyson into the kitchen and turned on some cold water just as I was about to put her hand into the water to wash away the blood I noticed that her fingernail was torn and barely connected to the edge of her finger. I couldn't put her hand under running water in that condition so I filled a cup with cold water and submerged her finger rinsing away most of the blood so I could see how bad the wound is. The problem with wounds like this is first, it hurts a lot, but also as soon as you rinse the blood away more blood gets in the way and Aly's finger is so small to begin with, and with that finger nail hanging off like that, any movement in the air caused it to hurt more which made her shake her hand more which made it all the harder to see what I was up against.

It was apparent that the nail had to come off, and the sooner the better. Years of first hand experience with wounds of my own have prepared me for this moment. I knew that right after an injury occurs you body floods adrenaline into your blood stream and for that short period of time you have the opportunity to manipulate the wound before it becomes tender and swollen and severely more painful. So I detached the nail with a quick pull and again submerged her finger in the cold water.

That is when I realized that I would not be able to handle this on my own. I need someone to hold Aly's other hand and keep her still so I can properly clean the wound and bandage it and get her on the road to recovery. So Mom's uninterrupted shower would be interrupted.

The best that we can deduce is that when Aly grabbed the wheel her finger got stuck between the rubber of the wheel and the nut and the pull of the wheel twisted her finger backwards around the nut. The cut starts right about at her first knuckle and the nut tore straight up her finger.



Aly has been handling it like a trooper. She didn't like the peroxide but she does love the backyardagain Band-Aids and the infants cherry flavored pain medicine. The funny thing is once we got her finger all fixed up, she wanted to go ride the skateboard.