Capturing Eva



After a fairly eventful week, (and it is only Thursday) I only have a few pictures to show for it. Capturing Eva is so difficult. She moves too fast. I barely caught the above picture but that was because 4 of us were holding her down while the Doctor stitched her up. 7 tearful stitches, no thanks to the side of the bath tub.


Three days later we are in the hospital again.


I literally have tried so many times to get this girl in print. This moment was caught on film only because she was scared. This was her just this morning right before her little procedure.
Even though the nurses were nice, she still was acting extremely cautious. Thank goodness we had George, her favorite animal, to get her through.


She really disliked the hospital gown, but she loved the little socks they gave her. She won't take them off.

All is well with little Eva for the moment. We've had a total of 6 visits to different doctors in about 9 days time and she has 7 cute stitches on her chin and tubes in her ears now. Lets hope this weekend goes a little smoother than the last two weekends.

Fundraisers and Hooters?



My sister's blog reminded me of how creative (or desperate) public schools are when it comes to raising money. For example, our kids were recently asked to participate in a walk-a-thon. A classic fundraiser to be sure (boring and safe), but by no means the only option.

For instance, my little sister did a Jazz-a-thon (Jazzercise). I participated in numerous Jump-a-thons (jump-roping). And I even once (wait for it) took part in a Wing-a-thon. Yes, we ate buffalo wings to raise money. Not just any wings, either. Wings from Hooters. Yes, Hooters.

Not surprisingly, pitching this idea to potential donors/neighbors was a hard sell. For one thing, the fundraiser was for sports (hardly a cause that is conducive to wing-consumption). Second of all, there's the question of whether high school kids should be hanging out at Hooters. (Seriously, what message was my school trying to send?) Regardless, I participated. I even ate 11 wings before my mouth was on FIRE.

Back to the walk-a-thon. Basically, my kids spent an hour doing laps around the schoolyard. Lots of laps. Rosie ran just over 4.5 miles. Wiley did just over 3.5 miles. Thankfully, I did NOT sponsor them for each lap they ran (I did the flat fee). Of course, I didn't tell them that ...

In the end, the school made a couple bucks and my kids got some exercise. Everybody wins. But it did get me thinking about concocting a fundraiser of my own. The key is to get people to pay me to do something I already enjoy doing. Hmmmm .... how about a Watch-The-Biggest-Loser-a-Thon, or Eat-Warm-Fudgy-Brownies-With-Chocolate-Sauce-a-Thon, or Shopping-For-Clothes-a-Thon. The possibilities are endless.

Please contact me if you would like to participate and/or donate to such a worthy cause.