



(Thanks Kelly!)
Avery's very into stripes this season.
Boots, mittens (pastel) & fleece (primary colors, under rain jacket), all in one outfit!


Join Devon and me (Leslie) on the journey through life with Avery, Jordan, & Birkeley from Vancouver, Washington, a suburb of Portland, Oregon -- the Rose City.




(Thanks Kelly!)
Avery's very into stripes this season.
Boots, mittens (pastel) & fleece (primary colors, under rain jacket), all in one outfit!


The new entryway/pantry.
The house is almost un-manueverable with stuff right now. Can't wait until this is over, but it's much less traumatic than the kitchen & bathroom remodels!


Yes, that's a freezer full of breastmilk right in the living room.
The new playroom/dining room. 

Hiking up to the falls. Devon carried Jordan the whole way. It hurt my back just thinking about it.
Jordan enjoys the ride.
Avery pauses for a couple of minutes at the first viewpoint.
A view from farther up the trail.
A well deserved break under a nice big tree.
We made it, and Avery walked all by herself all the way up!
These leaves were huge! (Sorry no scale, but trust me, they were big.)
Avery bums a ride for about 30 feet on the way down, after seeing a spider on the trail. 







Patterson Lake, Washington. Looking down from the upper portion of the road up to Sun Mountain. How does the waiting room at UCLA Medical Center have a painting of an insignificant little lake in the middle of nowhere Washington? Why was I there to see it? Once again, small world. 
Getting her hooked up for an EEG -- fast. This one lasted almost 48 hours, and confirmed that she was not having tonic seizures. Phew!
Don't touch my head, Jordan screams, but they just ignore her and keep going, at record pace I might add. 
Not one single electrode even wiggled loose over 48-hours. They sure know how to anchor those things.
Finally, some peace and quiet. 
Uhhhh, does oxygen really help if you aren't even breathing. Jordan ended up not tolerating Propofol for sedation, despite the overwhelming desire for the 3 anesthesiologists we met with, caused Jordan to either stay away, or sleep so deeply she wasn't breathing. Seems like a problem to me. 
One more time, into the PET.
We make due in the hospital, even if that's bathing in bed in a dishpan. And believe me, she needed it! She was barfing and pooping everywhere, and I hardly knew which end to attend to. Sedation can make one nauseous. 


Believe me, I've slept on worse!
We were so busy we hardly noticed the weather, unfortunately. In a strange twist, it was actually Avery who went to the doctor today. The eye doctor, that is. She seemed to be rubbing her eyes, particularly the left one, quite a bit. So I thought I would take her in for an all purpose exam -- to see if she had a scratch on her left eye, to see if she could see okay (considering Devon's prescription), and, since we were there, might as well have a look for genetic or metabolic diseases (many can be seen in the eye). She wasn't happy about it, and tried to convince me on the way there that you need to be "30 and a half" to go to the eye doctor, but since he was a pediatric opthamologist, she didn't convince me. She did okay during the exam -- not great. She refused to speak during the eye chart test (cake, horse, duck), but it didn't matter. They put 2 sets of drops in & dilated her pupils, so the doc could evaluate her vision anyway. Let me tell you, this was excrutiating. She did NOT want drops in her eyes, so I had to hold on tight. The results are that her eyes are perfectly healthy, and no genetic/metabolic issues, either. Phew.
Then it was off for a lunch of pizza,
then a ride on the carousel, and of course, an ice cream cone. Today she picked bubble gum, and it actually matched her sweater, thereby minimizing the stains I need to "Shout Out" tonight. A few more errands, and then home to get her bangs trimmed (by me!). She did a pretty good job sitting still, but she still seems terrified of the scissors on her forehead. I did my best. It's been a year since I attempted that, and great leaps have been made. Nana Noma was here to help distract, but even that wasn't quite enough to get her to sit still completely.
Jordan has been a bit barfy the last couple of days, and pretty crabby this afternoon & evening. However, she seems to want to be sitting UP, with her head cocked wayyyyy over to the right. It's the only position she's happy in, and she' getting a bit of a neck workout with it, so that's okay I suppose. I really hate it when she's crabby, since I really never know why (except when it's ACTH). I put new straps on her TumbleForm seat last night, installed her new carseat in the Pilot, and gave her new stroller a good bath, so now she should have lots of places to be mad about sitting in. She'd always rather be held. That's okay, I really don't mind holding her if it makes her happy, and neither do her grandparents. She certainly gets alot of holding most days.