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So we had a little mishap Tuesday evening.

It all happened while we were sitting at the dinner table (minus Dan cause he hadn't made it home from work yet). I was giving Isaac a bite of his squash when I realized Lincoln had gotten down from his chair. I look over and he is reaching for the opened can of pears on the counter (lid still attached). Before I can get to him he reaches in. He's upset that it's a little pokey and his fingers are stuck. I tell myself to stay calm. I tell him I will help him and to NOT pull his fingers out. Too late. He freaks and starts yanking. Yep. He cut himself. REALLY bad. Blood everywhere. Definitely need to go to Urgent care. Maggie is a superstar and gets my phone to call Daddy. I calmly (or not so calmly) inform Dan that he needs to "get home NOW!" I tell him Lincoln ALMOST cut his finger off. Dan swears I said he cut it off. Isaac is screaming...he's still hungry. I go next door to get my neighbor's help. She takes care of Isaac while I get Lincoln's hand all wrapped and taped...because I have to drive him by myself. I go and meet Dan at Urgent care. They send us to the hospital. They sedate him and take care of him. Ring finger cut to the bone. The tendon is a little cut but still in tact (YAY!)

5 stitches.

Highlights:

1. Dan asking me if I had his finger on ice. (the one he thinks is detached)

2. When the nurse asked Lincoln if he wanted anything he said, "Mommy, can I have a teBBy bear". He doesn't even like stuffed animals. For some reason he thought a tebby bear would make it all better.

3. Lincoln "coming to" after the stitches. It was hilarious hearing his slurred "My. name. is. Spider-Man" while flying his bandaged hand through the air.

4. I was a little worried Maggs would be traumatized. I asked her when we got home if she was ok. She said, "Yeah, Abby (our neighbor) and Lizzie (a friend) taked care of me". We're so lucky to have such good neighbors and friends who will drop everything to help us when we need it.

Looks like it's time to invest in one of THESE

Dub T

oh my.

work it.

Zeeke, Cletus, Tiny, Bodean
(there were a few more but this is the only group pic we have)

When: Sat Feb 27
What: redneck Revival
Who: the guys
WHY: to celebrate Mullet week 2010


Jeremy T decided to embrace his inner redneck last week and sport a mullet all week. The guys then celebrated with a dub-t night on the town. They went to a bbq joint, hit the trails, spent some time under the stars, and enjoyed a little banjo playing. I'm sure it was amazing.
I had a good laugh.
Just hope nobody recognized them.

poor baby

We've been dealing with RSV this last week.

Plus double ear infections.

not.fun.

We've been doing breathing treatments for a few days. He used to protest (a lot) but now the humming noise puts him to sleep.

poor baby.

kiddos

I love when these two are actually playing together. Not fighting. So fun.

Ike seriously has THE biggest grin. Love it.

New trick. He really needs to stop growing so fast.

ode to cheese

Dan just wrote this email. I thought it was hysterical and

totally blog-worthy...

Family,

The other day I experienced a valuable moment and I feel that it is incumbent upon me to voice the background and details of that moment.

Let me start off by first saying that Kristan and I have embarked upon a journey that we like to call, "Loose 'dem pounds." As you might have assumed this means that Kristan and I have decided to follow Papa Bear's example and go on a diet. One of the sacrifices of that diet is CUTTING BACK ON FATTY CHEESES!!! That's right...no Medium Tillamook Delight, no Extra Sharp Heavenly Bliss, no Cheese and Wonderful crackers, no Cheese on toast, No cheese on cheese with a side of cheese!!!! What a Total Downer!!! Meg and Lis...I am totally stage 5-ing!

Let me just say though, amongst the dark clouds there is a silver lining. To supplement my cheese needs Kristan has allowed us to eat some white cheeses. That would include provolone (prav-alone), Swiss, string cheese, mozzarella, and even laughing cow cheese (which brings up another point...is the cow laughing at me or with me?). All good cheeses but not quite fulfilling if you have a serious Cheddar Jones. This is where the valuable moment occurs.

The other day I arrived home from work to find my Wife and Children somewhat happily coexisting. Maggie was excited, Lincoln was playing with Mater, Isaac was fussy but hanging in there, and Kristan was smiling. I asked her how her day was and she filled me in on a few details and incidents. She then said, "I have to tell you what your daughter did that was so funny." I thought to myself, "this should be good" because similar comments have been shared and resulted in such events as Lincoln's emphatic admiration of Mom's new shoes (Lincoln - "Momma, what you got!", Kristan - "You like my new shoes?", Lincoln - "THAT'S PERFECT!") or Maggie's rendition of Deck the Halls (Fah be-jerkle to be-jerkle...Joy the Puddin on the Cuddin). Kristan then proceeded to share the following:

Kristan and the kids returned home from a shopping trip on Tuesday afternoon wherein they purchased food items that would be used specifically for the diet. While unpacking the items from the shopping bags and stocking them in the Fridge, Maggie noted that Laughing Cow Cheese had been purchased. With the quick exclamation, "OH!" Maggie scurried off to the nearest kitchen table stool, pushed it to the full height pantry cabinets, and extracted a single graham cracker. Dismounting from the stool in a hurry, she rushed to the Laughing Cow Cheese removed the wrapper and placed a single wedge on the cracker and proceeded to take a bite. Shortly after the bite she looked up at Kristan and said, "Mmm, that's good". Kristan finished the story by saying, "She is her father's daughter."

Now, there may be those of you that may find this repulsive but I would ask, "have you ever tried it?" I am hear to say that there is nothing better than a chunk of cheddar on a graham cracker, there is nothing more sublime than zucchini bread with a little Colby / Jack, there is nothing more wonderful that a waffle with chili, egg, and cheese on top!.

So what is the moral to the story? It is simply this...that those of us on cheeseless diets most definitely live vicariously through our children. So go head Mags, have your laughing cow graham. Go ahead Lincoln, eat that 1 1/4" thick slice of cheese Dad just gave you. You complete me!

Respectfully Submitted,

Dan Johnston

TWO

Lincoln just celebrated birthday #2

We decided he's just not that into birthdays.

Here's proof:

He was very excited about his presents though. Mater and Mac have now joined his CARS collection. He is completely obsessed with anything Lightning Mcqueen these days.

He is getting a little bit of 'tude lately. Trying out all sorts of fun things...like throwing toys, screaming, and telling me "NO!" I keep wondering what happened to my sweet little boy?? I guess that all comes with being 2...right?

It may have something to do with his ears. Poor guy is following in Big Sis's footsteps. He has been battling ear infections for a couple months now.

He had tubes put in just before Christmas. Even after all of that, he is on a new antibiotic this week for his ears. Poor guy.

He is such a great big brother.
The other day he gathered just about every car in the house and brought them for Isaac to play with.

I guess he is still my sweet little boy.

These two are going to be great friends.

J. Jaqua Academic center for Student Athletes

Those U of O Athletes are pretty darn LUCKY.

Here we are at the dedication of the building on Monday with David (the other Engineer) and Amanda.

You can check out a great article HERE

You need to check out the pictures HERE

Very cool.

Nice work Dano!!