James' First Trip to the E.R.

The third week of November was a pretty eventful one for us (and not in a good way). There were a bunch of minor inconveniences and scheduling hassles, but the highlights include a car accident for Emily and a trip to the E.R. for James. Our car got “gonked” (Goosie’s description of events) on the way home from church. Em was ticked because it was a stupid accident, her fault, and the collision was with an inanimate object (dote!). Also, it ruined her safe-driving streak...10 years without an accident. Argh!

One morning, Goose decided to go through Emily’s purse (which was inadvertently left within reach). He bypassed several yummy pregnancy snacks and decided to sample some Tylenol instead. So, we spent the entire afternoon in the E.R. for treatment and observation. James learned that if you eat momma’s pills you have to drink yucky black juice and have a needle stuck in your arm. Momma was reminded of how quickly toddlers can get into trouble, even if you’re in the next room. The blood tests came back negative, so Goose probably spit out all of the Tylenol he put in his mouth. We hope that the experience will serve as a deterrent for the future.

We spent the Thanksgiving holiday with the Passey family (friends from church). We had a really nice time and the food was good. However, we came to the conclusion that either (1) pies taste much better if you don’t make them or (2) there are some exceptional pie makers in our family and we need to take lessons. Maybe Mom can give us some pointers while she is visiting next month.


James’ parents are mostly boring. Em spent a lot of time this month traveling to/from various doctor/ultrasound/therapy appointments. Everything looks good with Boy #2. He is growing well and continues to be very wiggly. Some evenings, Jay is sure he must be building a rocket ship in there. Emily is feeling good most days although the veins and nerves in her legs have started giving her some trouble. This Thanksgiving, she was especially grateful for support stockings, body pillows, and Belgian physiotherapists. These interventions have helped her feel much more comfortable as Baby #2 insists on taking up more and more space.

Also, as in many other LDS congregations, November marks our annual Primary Program. After months of teaching and learning 8 songs in French/English, Em is grateful that the program went well. All of the children did a nice job and most of them actually sang...hooray!

Much to our dismay, our wonderful Bishop Gardner (and his wife Marie-Jeanne) moved away this month. We were extremely sorry to see them go because they are great people and have been so kind to us. Our new bishop (Edwards) is a good man and the transition seems to be going smoothly so far. We were kinda hoping for some shake-ups in our callings, but no such luck. Jay still serves as 1st counselor for the Young Men and executive secretary. Emily (almost entirely Anglophone) is still the arm-waiver (aka music director) for a mostly Francophone Primary. Oh well. We figure that the challenge is probably good for us...

Jay continues to be a good papa. He works hard and doesn’t complain much even when he has to work crazy hours and deal with nutty/demanding people. James and his momma are grateful for a papa who brings home the bacon, provides health/car insurance, and still has energy left to “wrassle”.


Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Enjoy the Christmas season. If we’re lucky, maybe we’ll get a baby for Christmas and an additional 2009 tax break! Keeping our fingers crossed.

We love you all!
Jay, Em, and Goosie

James Update

Most of the action this month revolved around James. He turned 2 on November 8th and we had his birthday party the following weekend. It seems like James is interested in anything that “go-go-goes”... cars, trucks, helicopters, planes, boats, buses, you name it. Ever since visiting his cousin Anders a year ago, James has been especially crazy about choo-choo trains. So, he had a Thomas-themed birthday party, complete with a cool cake made by his very creative papa. We invited over 4 families (6 kids) that we really like and everyone had a great time.


If you haven’t noticed by now, James’ nickname has evolved from “Buster” to “Goose”. Em still calls him James and Buster (on occasion), but Jay has been calling him “Goose” or “Goosie” since he was a few months old. (He says it’s because James said “ah-goo” a lot.) Anyway, James has picked up on his father’s silly nickname for him and (for a few months now) has referred to himself as Goose. Fortunately, it seems that he recognizes/responds to his given name as well.



Goose is talking up a storm these days. He often speaks in sentences, but some of his words are still unclear. We never thought we would have trouble distinguishing between “airplane”, “McQueen”, “ice cream”, and “elephant”. It’s a good thing that James can sign these words as well, so at least we know what he’s talking about. “Better”, “butter”, and “brother” also sound similar… we find it difficult not to laugh when Goose announces he is “All butter!” The other day, he started saying “Awww, man!” Our best guess is that he must have heard this exclamation from one of his parents. It’s funny what kids pick up on, isn’t it? Goosie has taken to calling Emily “mommy-kah”… Who knows where that came from? (Could it possibly be related to the fact that his best friend’s mother’s name is Rebecca?)

In addition to learning lots of other things, James has been trying to figure out exactly what is fuzzy (Thomas pajamas, papa’s head) and what is not (mama’s silky pajamas). He is also learning to determine who is a man and who is a lady. This discussion arose from his 2-year-old check-up after which Goose told Jay that he was “afraid of the man”. His pediatrician is a woman. Oops!