Monday, October 27, 2014

my weekend in photos.

We didn't have the same kind of luck this weekend as we have in games past. But regardless, this little Royals fan cheered his heart out.. until bedtime. (It's rough to be 4 and to have to go to bed before 10:30.)


Saturday I decided to do some raking in our front yard. (I don't know what got into me.) Owen not only wanted to help me, but also wanted to be helpful to our neighbors and rake their yard. "That's called being helpful, Mommy." I just couldn't turn that down. And then I couldn't turn down the couch and a glass of ice water while Colby and Owen went to the park to play basketball.

After Brooks awoke from his nap, Brooks got to discover the wonder and joy that comes in the form of a leaf pile. He and the boys jumped and played and tackled and were loving a beautiful fall (? well, an 80-degree version) afternoon. 

These next two pictures are my new faves. Man, I love that daddy of theirs.


Old Navy is just more fun with a balloon. We went out for lunch as a family and then stopped in to pick up a last minute birthday gift for their big cousin. 

A birthday celebration for the 7-year-old!

After a big morning project, I had a little mommy-Owen outing to the pumpkin patch - likely our final visit of the year. This time, just to play. And yes, Owen wore the same shirt all weekend. We'll be changing for our next game, don't worry all you superstitious fans.

Brooks' train is cooler than yours.

We kept pretty busy around here for having very little planned, but I definitely enjoyed my boys this weekend. 

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Kirkwood and the corn cob.

My request to have corn on the cob for dinner a couple of weeks had a not-so-happy ending. The next evening we found some corn kernels scattered around our living room floor, and the laundry room door wide open.. also known to our dogs as the place we keep the garbage.

That Saturday morning we awoke to a heaving Kirkwood who shortly after refused to eat his breakfast. (And anyone who knows this dog knows that meant something was really wrong.) He spent the day acting a little pathetic, then passed on dinner, as well.


The next morning when he was even more pathetic and still not eating, I remembered our living room floor discovery. So we asked Dr. Google who told us deathly stories of dogs and corn cobs. I sent Colby and Kirkwood to the emergency vet (because, go figure, this happens on a Sunday when our veterinarian's office is closed), and he told them our findings. They ran an X-ray which didn't show the cob, but after pushing around, the veterinarian confirmed she could feel it. She, too, was very concerned and wanted to cut him open immediately.

Instead, they injected him with some fluids in hopes it would help flush, and we brought him home and gave us some other signs to look for if things were to get worse. And those things came. Panting and foaming at the mouth. His refusal to stand or come to us when called, and his overall misery that was so sadly evident.

That afternoon, Colby returned to the emergency vet with Kirkwood, and we agreed to a surgery for our poor, sweet, and naughty dog to remove it. Once they got in, they found that it was in his colon - a place too dangerous to cut. Instead, they performed a gastropexy to prevent his stomach from flipping and closed him back up. They kept him overnight and administered pain medications and IV fluids.


After another couple of days of being monitored in our primary veterinarian's office, he was finally home with us, cob still not passed, but finally eating.

He's not back to his usual self yet, but we are fairly certain the cob is no longer in his system. He's still experiencing a decent amount of discomfort from post-op recovery. He wants to be near, but doesn't want to be touched. And all I want to do is curl up to him and cuddle him. I'm kind of surprised by how ready I am to catch him trying to pull food from our kitchen counters or yell at him for barking at the neighbor dogs. But that's because that's when I'll know we've got our Kirkwood back. Love having this guy in our family.


Sunday, October 19, 2014

my weekend in photos.

Such beautiful fall weather, and the city looks all kinds of fall.

We had a spontaneous dinner out with my bro & sis-in-laws. Pizza and gelato doesn't disappoint anyone!


I took photos this weekend, and was loving all the outdoors time. Meanwhile, the boys were off to lunch where they also ran into Owen's favorite KC Royals player! Admittedly, I had no clue who he was when I got the text (there's not many professional athletes I would be able to recognize off the street), but I was beyond excited for them and their luck. Lorenzo Cain wears #6 - the same number Owen wore during t-ball, which is what influenced his declaration for favorite player long ago. Literally that morning, though, Owen had been practicing sliding catches pretending to be Cain in our living room. And he's World Series bound in just a few days, just out for a quick bite to eat at Chick-fil-A with his wife and braaaand new bebe. 

A girlfriend from college was in town, and we had a girls night at one of my favs - La Bodega. Sans sangria for yours truly, but I had some extra meatballs and papas fritas to make up for it. Our own Hoosier homecoming celebrated in KC. 

We also made another trip to the pumpkin patch, fetched us some pumpkins for carving next weekend, and lost a shoe for Brooks about 5 minutes into our visit. Oops! 


A stop for some Unforked midway through my afternoon of errands was oh-so-tasty. 

Hope you enjoyed this beautiful fall weekend!



Wednesday, October 15, 2014

next stop, World Series!


My house [& this city] is happy.
Go Royals!

Sunday, October 12, 2014

my weekend in photos.

Oof. We had one helluva week and weekend over here. But so many sweet moments mixed in there. Lucky for you, you get to see a lot of the sweet ones.

This little lady got to show off her somersault form for the camera at my halfway point sono on Friday. At his request, I brought Owen along - asking questions to the technician as she went.

A little Saturday soccer. This is an arrow celebration move learned from his daddy that may have made an appearance during the game. I can't remember if this was before or after he spit after another good play... this four year old.

I took photos Saturday morning. My niece filled in as second shooter.

 Royals spirit! The Royals also managed a couple of wins in Baltimore to start the ALCS series at 2-0. 

 Macygirl looking fresh after her grooming appointment. 

Uncle Drooper on duty for a post-swim practice carb-loading group selfie.

Here's Mr. Crankypants. Both Saturday and Sunday were hard days to be Brooks. Thank goodness for nap time and his blanket. 

A post-soccer fall festival with Ella didn't make Owen mad at all. Bounce house, pumpkin decorating, games, prizes, and food all sponsored by our neighborhood. So amazing!

Sunday gave us quite a scare with an emergency trip which resulted in a surgery for our Kirkwood. He's going to be fine, but it sure made for an emotional day! Can't wait to bring our sweet guy home tomorrow.

We also had one more game on Sunday, the final game of the season. Owen scored 2 goals today in what was probably his best game yet overall, for a grand total of 4 for his season. Loved watching his first fall soccer season!