Company One

Rewind four weeks ago Ollie got tubes in his ears. It was a great decision and the surgery was quick and painless. Fast forward three weeks later...last Monday, Ollie's right ear started draining, not a big deal, we took a visit to the ENT. They asked us if we wanted to participate in a research "study." Sure I said, because they were going to give him either a study anti-biotic or one already on the market, either way we couldn't loose. So we had to go in for 4 visits call a phone diary system twice a day, every day for 21 days. Oh, and we got paid for it all, a hefty amount if I don't say so myself. Fast forward again, 8 days into the study...Ollie's ears are still draining, so we're back at the ENT today for an unscheduled appointment to "discuss" the options. Let me just say that two weeks ago when I went to get his ears re-checked from surgery we seriously waited about 45 min-1 hour. Well when you are a research patient you don't even hardly have time to sit down and take your jacket off before they call you back for your appt. Yeah, real fair I know...well so we met with the Dr. and I decided that I just wanted Ollie better, and that we would pull out of the study. The research nurse looked slightly put out and walked us back up the to the front desk to tell the receptionist that we needed a follow up appointment in two weeks. The best part was that she said, "not a research appointment, a company one appointment." Maybe that is code for it's ok, they don't have a life or a one year old,they can wait for a really long time and get even more germs from all the toys in the waiting room. Sigh, what is the moral of this story...um stay in school and don't do drugs and maybe when you grow up you should become a research doctor because apparently they make mega bucks.

In other news I have heard Ollie say the following words in the past two weeks: Momma, Dadda, this, cat, mo (more), up (pick me up), truck and ball. And he is quickly learning the meaning of the word no and my heart aches for the day that he will learn to say it back.

to my valentine

As engraved on our wedding bands "And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is LOVE." 1 Cor. 13:13 Matty, I love, loving you, Happy Valentine's Day!

A year in pictures

Can you believe that in 15 short days Oliver Clayton Hannam will have been in this world one whole year? Here are a few of my favorite pics from this past year. Man how time flies and hair grows when you're having fun!!

So close!

Happy Father's Day

I know, I know...Father's day really isn't until June something, but today Ollie and I gave Matt the gift of quality time at Hanging Rock. Matt loves to spend his Sundays out in the woods somewhere and today we decided to join him. Now, you may or may not know this about me but I am actually kinda a wimp about this kind of stuff. I'm not really one for the outdoors unless it involves a pool, sailboat or a good book on a blanket in the sun. In fact Matt and I have tried to go hiking many times together over the years , but I almost always end up complaining more than enjoying...I know, wimp! But I think I realized this morning that this is the beginning of so many fun outdoor adventures that Matt and Ollie will take together and I can either sit at home and pout about not enjoying hiking or I can bundle up, strap on my pack and go be with the two men I love more than anything in this world. Ollie is underneath his blue hoodie, burr!

We (all three of us) had a great time and I'm not even sore, yet! There's just something magical about the mountains for us. I've always dreamed of living on the side of one, one day...letting our kids run barefoot through the fields...but that's another post for another day.

41 cents

This blog post is brought to you by Jesus....yahoo for snow days!

So I am taking a short break in my posting about Ollie to let you hear a ramble that's been happening in my crazy little brain lately. I was just reflecting the other day that I miss Christmas...not the hustle and bustle, whew, that was a lot to handle this year, but I miss the mail...Christmas cards people! It's one of my favorite parts of Christmas coming home every afternoon sorting through the mail and opening all of our friends sweet Christmas cards. I love seeing how our friends, their babies, their dogs, have grown over the year. After Christmas is over I change all the pictures on our fridge from old to new, so we can enjoy the cards or the photos all year long.

I guess what I'm saying is I like getting old fashioned mail, it seems like all the mail we get other than the month of December is junk, bills and the occasional YL support letter. I have this one friend who writes the best thank you notes, I even thought about giving her a gift, just so I could receive a real letter in the mail. I want my friends and family to know that today, well everyday, I think you are worth 41 cents, it's just a matter of sitting down and doing it, so maybe I'm making this a new years resolution 17 days late, to reflect, to appreciate and to write.

The haps, people!

We had a pretty chill weekend in the 'Boro. It all started with the little pirate storming around the house with his Jolly Roger doo rag on. Seriously, he left this thing on for about an hour.Where's my motorcycle??

Later on, Ollie decided to clean out my purse, he's getting really good at this. Just this morning he found two Hershey kisses and ate half of one of them and some of the foil all before 7 am.
Introducing Isabella LeChat, the cat lady, and Rev. Rightman...we were part of a murder mystery dinner Saturday night for my friend Melissa's 30th b-day. It was fun! We survived the night without being murder or being accused of doing such.
Then on Sunday our small group went out to Julian to hang out with the Nobles. Here's Josiah (10 weeks I think) and Ollie in their matching red footy p.j's and raccoon hats.