smooth extraction

I had a tooth pulled today...my consequence of not going to the dentist for 9 years. Sorry, but I dont have dental insurance, so I waited until I was in pain, and I waited too long! Thankfully, as far as teeth go, it was the "best" one to lose (farthest molar back on my upper left fise) at least, you can't see it when I smile. I mean, if you could I would have just opted for the root canal/cap. Anyways, I was sad to lose it, but the actual experience went way better than I was expecting!

The Anatomy of a Name

I've been wanting to blog for a while now, but for a while now I haven't been able to come up with a good blog name.boo. (yes, that is what was holding me back, well that and actually sitting down to figure it all out) i didnt just want it to be like: "schreiner family blog" it had to be cool, it had to be catchy! my initial thought was to play off the Shriner Circus thing, but that kind of fizzled...i didnt want it to be too dorky, and i was afraid it was going that route, whatever. It could be "nothings finer than being a schreiner" ha! but that was a little hokey for me. No great song lyrics or Bible verses were coming to mind, and i wanted it to be short and to the point...then i remembered something. A while back either I had called my sister, Carolyn's house, they have caller ID and when it came up on the phone it said SCHREINER BRAND (his name was too long for the phone) they were a little puzzled as to what exactly "Schreiner Brand" was. Once they figured it out we had a good laugh and now my brother-in-law, Dave, started calling us "Schreiner Brand", we are of the Brand "Schreiner" and this our clan ;).

I'm doing it!

ok, i think after all this time, i'm going to launch this bad boy. i really need a place to write down and remember the "everydays" of our life. I really should have started this when Luke was born. He's been asking (daily) to tell me stories of when he was a baby. It makes me sad because I can barely remember! (he's only 3 1/2) so as my memory fails me, I'd like to have something to go back to, to remind me of these days. Poor boy, for him the stories will start around 3.5 (so he should be remembering for himself, right?;)) for Clara-2, and Asher almost 9 months!

SO here's whats up....

Luke, you are:

3 1/2

i think around 37 pounds

i dont know how tall you are (3ish feet or so, im guessing)

you are a talker, you can carry a conversation with about anyone :)

you love orange juice

you're a good eater (you always have been)

you got glasses a couple months ago for a lazy left eye and astigmatisms

you look cute in your glasses but they get knocked around alot!

you love tractors

you have just recently been able to go out in the hog barn and "help"-you LOVE it!

you can be super sweet and super whiney

i love you and you are my treasure!

Clara girl, you are:

2! you just turned 2 and you are doing very good with potty training!

you are about 25 lbs

i have no idea how tall you are

you love milk you will drink any kind of milk: cow, goat, almond, human, whatev.

you are serious

you are silly

you can be kind of shy

you are starting to talk alot more

you cooperate with me doing your hair and i am thankful for that! :)

you like wearing skirts over anything

you are a good little helper!

you love your babydolls!

i love you, and you are my treasure!

Asher (ash, ashy smash, asher smasher, smashy) you are:

almost 9 months old, i can't believe it!

you weigh about 22 lbs

you like to nurse

you do not like baby food, you want real food and you want to feed yourself!

you have a laid-back and sweet disposition

you are not a good napper

you do not sleep through the night (you wake up 4-5x's, ugh.)

you love your brother and sister, i think Clara makes you laugh the most.

you are a mama's boy! i mean,you light up when daddy gets home, but im your fav!

you army crawl and regular crawl

you "cruise" around everything

you have just started walking across the room pushing the train

today you were standing and let go of my leg and stood on your own for a sec.

you say "dada" and clap, you even whistle!

i love you, you are my treasure sweet boy!