Praises, Praises!!

I cannot say enough about how well everything went today with John's tear duct probe, the "official" name of his surgery. 

It was one answered prayer after another.

At one point, when we had been on the road for 50 minutes but were only ten miles down the interstate and all routes to the hospital were blocked by wrecks, things were looking pretty grim.  Seriously, I was on the verge of tears at the thought of having to reschedule everything--the pre-op appointment, the three days of eye drops, care for Ada, Scott's day off of work, etc. etc. etc.  But after a few phone calls back and forth with Children's, the doctor said, "come on, it's not a problem," and I was RELIEVED!!!  THANK YOU, LORD!!!  At that point I had to immediately repent for a terrible attitude because I had been seriously questioning what the Lord was doing.  Yes, me of little faith, always.  (And had we had to reschedule, obviously it wouldn't have changed God's sovereignty and goodness in those details).

Anyway, John was a trooper throughout the entire procedure.  Not only was he not upset about no food or drink, he was in a surprisingly good mood.  Seriously, he thought it was a party.  He didn't even fuss when we were in stand still traffic.  God's doing?  I think so.  He loved the surgery center with all of it's fun toys.

in the waiting room when we first got there--party number one

And in our pre-op room, party number two.  This guy was living. it. up. 

This basketball goal was the biggest hit of all.  It has second birthday present written all over it!!

Everyone at Children's was WONDERFUL, to say the least.  They were all so conscientious (I think that's the word I am looking for).  From the specific toys in the waiting rooms to the lack of waiting, to their willingness to answer any and all questions.  I was IMPRESSED with how everything went. 

I have to say that John in that hospital gown was just about the cutest thing I have ever seen.  He was so short in it.  So funny.

Do you see the mark above John's right eye?  Just to make sure they get the right one.  And his little hospital band around his ankle.  And do you see the bags under my eyes?  They've been there for, oh, about 3 1/2 years, and they aren't going away any time soon.

And here we are, post-op, when he was finally able to have something to drink and eat.  He scarfed down an entire bag of pretzels, and then he was begging for something else to eat. 

The only bad parts of the whole day were when I had to take John back to the operating room, and they put the mask on his little face to put him to sleep.  He was looking at me and crying so hard, and, of course, there was nothing I could do.  I felt a little emotional when it was time for me to leave the OR and the doctor (whom I LOVED) shook my hand and assured me that he would take good care of my John. 

The other bad part was when John was waking up.  He was a little bit hysterical, which they said was normal.  He was thrashing around and was a bit inconsolable.  The nurses asked me if he was a "breath-holder," and, of course, we said that he was.  They said, "we thought ya'll seemed really calm about his response to the anesthesia.  We assumed ya'll were used to this type of behavior."  Plus, he kept trying to hold his breath.  When the nurse was walking us out, she said, "bye-bye, you little breath-holder." 

Really, I am blown away by how well everything went.  THANK YOU, LORD!!!  Thank you, Children's.  Thank you!!!!

Marathon-long Christmas post.

We have been "Christmasing it up" in the Moore family this weekend, despite John's confirmed case of pink eye (THIRD ROUND!!!) and sinus infection.  We are becoming quite familiar with that doctor's office!!  This time, John is taking an oral antibiotic rather than eyedrops, and I am THANKFUL for that!!

The good news is that John doesn't really act like he feels bad, his eye just has that obvious goopy, pink eye look, so we decided to go ahead with any plans as long as they involved John being close by my side.  You know, when you're feeling sick, mom is a must. 

So here is what we did...Saturday afternoon, after I tutored and did the weekly grocery trip, and after Ada napped (which was a prerequisite for all weekend plans), we piled into our car and headed for Lenox Square mall to visit the famous Pink Pig ride at Macy's.  I know many of you ATL natives are super familiar with the Pink Pig tradition, but this was a first for us.  I had heard about the Pink Pig last year from Tutti and other friends, but I recently heard more about it through my connection with Children's Healthcare of Atlanta (part of the proceeds benefit Children's!!!) Well, we were obviously first time visitors and did not plan well.  If any of you are not familiar with the Pink Pig, go here to read the background.  In my words, it's an Atlanta Christmas tradition that began at Rich's department store in 1953 and is now located at the top of the Lenox parking deck in a big tent.  You won't be able to miss it.  Just look for the insanely long line!!! 

I am thinking that we picked the worst possible time to ride the Pink Pig.  It opens at 10 am, and next year, I plan to be there at 10 am!!!  This year we were there around 6:00 pm.  on a Saturday night.  two weeks before Christmas.  You can imagine the situation.  Plus, I just didn't realize exactly how cold it was.  So, after about two seconds in line, we headed ourselves into the mall to Baby gap to purchase hats and gloves for the kiddos.  I told Ada that she needs to act surprised when she sees those gloves in her stocking in a couple of weeks;).  Okay, so after purchasing the least expensive, but warm, things that we could find, we headed back to the line, tickets in hand.  Let me just say, the line moved fairly quickly, and Ada was so excited about the upcoming the ride, that she didn't complain at all.  She was too busy jumping up and down, dancing around, and putting her mouth on the germ infested rope that fenced in the line.  And the ride was a hit.  Ada loved it.  And it did feel Christmasy and festive and traditional and all of those seasonal things, and I am all for coming back, at a much less crowded time.   I also noticed as we were leaving the mall later, that the line was much shorter, so coming near closing would also be a good idea.  And--thank you, Lord--John was also a trooper, only getting really fussy right before we got on the ride, and he was a happy camper once the train started moving. 

Okay...so after we got off the pink pig train, we headed into the mall for Ada's first mall and escalator experience.  She loved it, and I felt like we were "country come to town" the way she was going nuts over the sights and sounds of Lenox.  I didn't realize how much we don't do malls until I saw her reaction to everything.  If we do shop (which is rare) it's Target or the local outlet malls, which have everything we need.  And I see why that is a good thing after coming up with a list a mile long of clothing items that I "have to have" after observing the crowds and the store windows.  Oh the boots that I saw.  The gorgeous boots.

Anyway...it was a fun, albeit tiring, night, and I recommend that everyone take a turn on Macy's Pink Pig Ride.  I also recommend that you go some other time than 6:00 on Saturday night, unless you don't mind a wait.

Here are the kiddos waiting in line, photographs taken by my new smart phone.  I am loving it, and can't believe I have one because it is so unlike us to have anything even slightly technologically up-to-date.  All photographs will be taken by the phone for a while because our camera is under the weather, just in time for Christmas.  But honestly, the camera's pictures were the same quality as the phone's, so it doesn't really matter.

 Little trooper, despite his pink eye.  Can you see it?  It's permanently pink, it seems.

Next Christmas activity of the weekends--CHRISTMAS COOKIES!!!  Using my mom's butter cookie recipe topped with homemade buttercream icing.  We were prepared with plenty of Christmas themed cookie cutters, sprinkles, and everything in between.  Ada was excited, to say the least. 

So...I made the dough last night after the kids were finally in bed, and I let it harden in the fridge overnight.  Then after a Sunday afternoon nap today, we rolled that dough out, and Ada went to town (with much help) making her Christmas cookies.  She even had a little apron to wear.  Below are images from the afternoon.  Notice that she went a bit nuts with the sprinkles, and I think she ate her weight in cookies before I regained control of the situation.  Oh well, how often do we make Christmas cookies together?  Not often.

By the way, the photo below is a picture of the buttercream icing, which contains, count them, THREE STICKS OF BUTTER.  I even called my mom to make sure I was reading that correctly.  But it tastes really good, as you can imagine.  I will post the recipes for the cookies and the icing at the bottom of the post. 
Again, the recipes both belong to my mom, and I have eaten those butter cookies all throughout my life.  The taste says home to me.

Okay, the recipes, copied straight from the e-mail that my mom sent last night, that I read on my phone.  I know, I know, I am so behind the times, but I still can't get over how I can check my e-mail or facebook or google reader from anywhere.  Crazy stuff.

Butter Cookies

1/2 cup sugar, 2 sticks of butter(room temperature), 1 egg, 1 tablespoon of vanilla, 3 cups of flour, and 1/2 teaspoon of baking powder.

With a spoon mix the butter and sugar really good. Then add the egg and vanilla and mix it in really good. Next add the flour mixture and stir until it is mixed all together - this part makes my arms tired.


This dough does best if it gets cold and hard in the refrigerator after you've mixed it. If you bake the cookies right after you mix the dough, it works best if you just drop spoonfuls onto the cookie sheet, without trying to roll out the dough. Bake at least 10 minutes in preheated 400 degree oven, maybe longer, 10-13 minutes. Check them to see if they are the right amount of brown.

Laura Beth, the above is how I bake them. I like them crisp. Ann, however, likes them softer - so she bakes them at 350 degrees - she says they hold their shape better at that temperature and she doesn't roll them out as thin as I do. Also - right after you take the dough out of the refrig it will be very hard. You'll have to leave it out just a bit and work with about 1/4 of the dough at a time. Don't try to roll out the whole ball of dough at once.
 
And the icing, also copied straight from the e-mail.
 
Vanilla Buttercream Frosting


1- 1/2 cups butter, softened


4 cups powdered sugar


2 tablespoons milk


1 teaspoon vanilla or almond extract


Beat butter at medium speed with an electric mixer until creamy; gradually add sugar, beating until light and fluffy. Add milk; beat until spreading consistency. Stir in vanilla.
 
Okay, I have to get off this computer.  It is 10:26, and I still have "miles to go before I sleep."

Christmas Traditions and Children's Healthcare of Atlanta

I have several things that I want to say about Children's Healthcare of Atlanta, including a Christmas parade in downtown Atlanta, Macy's Pink Pig ride, Christmas cards that benefit the hospital, and 25% off at the Children's gift shop, but this post will only include information about the parade, and I will be back later to finish up the rest of what I want to say.

The parade is this Saturday, December 4th, so I wanted to get the info. out there just in case I have any ATL area readers who are interested in the event. 

Here's the deal.  The parade begins at 10:30 am at Peachtree St. near Baker St., and it is on, rain or shine (or freezing cold weather).  And of course, the star of the show will be there--Santa himself.  The parade is free, but there is the option of purchasing streetside bleacher seats for 12.00.  There is also paid parking available, or you can opt to ride Marta--the Five Points and Peachtree Center Marta will put you in walking distance of the parade.  The parade will finish up around noon on Centennial Olympic Park Drive, giving you plenty of time to get where you need to get to watch the SEC Championship--I'm just saying;)  Go to the link above to see the entire parade route.

I grew up going to my small town's Christmas parade every year, and I LOVED it.  It wasn't Christmas without the parade.  I am thinking that ATL's Christmas parade is a whole other ball game--the largest in the Southeast.  Because Ada is now a big 3 YEARS OLD and really into Christmas, I am really putting thought into traditions that we are beginning for her.  Tonight we decorated our tree, and she was jumping up and down she was so excited.  I am hoping that the parade and Macy's Pink Pig ride will be on our list of yearly events (more on that ride later).

I recently had the opportunity to meet with three other mom bloggers to tour Children's Healthcare of Atlanta and speak to several people who work for Children's.  I was nothing less than impressed with what I saw there.  Really.  It was a really neat (terrible word choice there) opportunity to see how much those doctors and nurses and staff love those children who are patients there.  I was able to see the rooms, the PT area, school rooms and recreational areas for the patients, and the place that was closest to my heart--the NICU.  I choose to deliver my babies at Northside Hospital for several reasons, but one of the many is the fact that Children's is right across the street.  Had John needed surgery of any kind, he would have been in Children's NICU instead of Northside's.

(side note:  I truly was so excited to see the NICU, simply because it is a special place to me now, and just as that portion of the tour started, I got the word from downstairs in childcare that John was crying and wanted to eat--of course.  I did get to see the room, though, and the STATE OF THE ART beds.  Amazing.  They can actually do surgery right there in the NICU infant beds if needed.  Crazy stuff.)

Anyway...I just want to let you all know that the parade is this Saturday at 10:30, and all proceeds benefit Children's Healthcare of Atlanta!!!  Spread the word.