Morgan is growing up so fast (even though she doesn't walk). Up until she was a year old I was keeping track of her milestones in a calender and a book. Since I've filled them up I figure maybe I should start recording more things on our blog. She now has 4 top teeth almost all the way in and 2 bottom teeth. Her top teeth came in really weird. Her middle right, then the one next to it, then the middle left and now the one next to that. Now her 2 middle bottom ones are coming. It looks like she's going to have a huge gap in between her top front teeth :( Poor thing. She talks constantly now. Of course we can't understand her. She learned to say 'hi' about 2 weeks ago, but won't say it when you want her to. She says it everytime she sees someone come through a door. She's trying to say 'uh-oh'. She has the 'oh' part down and says it when she drops something or when she falls. She loves to play with everything except her toys. She still loves books. She's afraid of the static sound on the TV and the drain in the bathtub. She's sleeping through the night again (thank heavens)! She prefers mom over dad. And as mentioned before, she LOVES to eat.

Here are some videos of the past week or so. She loves throwing balls and then chasing after them. I think she may have been a puppy in another life. I love watching her try to crawl with one ball in her hand.

This is just her being goofy.

Okay, so Clint was mimiking Morgan bouncing up and down on her bum and then she would do it back. I tried to get it on video, but he wouldn't cooperate.

Morgan and Her Food

This kid loves food. Way more than she should, I think. Its getting a little out of hand. She seriously eats like every 1-2 hours, and she eats A LOT. I can't keep enough food in the house for her. Anyway, here are som pictures of her eating sweet potato pancakes.

And some kind of Danish candy that Clint's grandma sent for Christmas.

I'm so sick of people thinking Morgan is a boy regardless of the clothes she's wearing, so this is the hairdo she will now be sporting. I don't care if it looks like a whale spout or a palm tree or like Pebbles or Cindy Lou Who. Its the only way I can do her hair. She won't leave in headbands or hair clips, and I'm sure its only a matter of hours until she figures out how to rip this out of her hair, but until then, she will look like a girl.
The only way for me to get her to hold still long enough to do her hair was to give her my cell phone. This is what happens when you take away the cell phone.

Morgan and Clint after taking a walk down to a little store on the corner. She loves being on her daddy's shoulders.

What can I say about this picture? She LOVES her graham crackers. In fact, she was trying to eat 3 of them at a time.

New Carseat

Morgan got a new carseat last week. She rode in it for the first time on Saturday. I thought she would really love facing forward, but she showed no signs of caring much. Its a super nice carseat and we love it.

Pictures Of Our Apartment

I had to completely redo this post because I messed it up by trying to add one more picture. So, this morning I finally got some pictures of our apartment. This is the outside of it. The bottom floor is the landlord's apartment and we're on the top floor. The stairs on the right lead up to our front door.

Living room. The door on the left is the front entry way door. The window behind the couch leads out to our balcony.
When you walk in the front door, Morgan's room is on your right. Its pretty pathetic right now cause I haven't been able to do anything with it yet. The Hello Kity thing on the floor is a foam playmat. They're really popular here as an alternative to an expensive area rug.

Mo's closet.

Our bedroom

Our closet.

Our bathroom.

Front or guest bathroom.

Hallyway and dining room. This is the first place we've lived where the dining room isn't in the living room. We love it! There's much more conversation at mealtime when we don't have the TV to distract us.

My awesome Tupperware drawer. All of this was my Christmas gift from my mom.

The kitchen with tons of cupboard space.

The washroom. The machine on the left is a Korean washer/dryer in one. We hear they aren't very efficient so we got an American washer from the Army and we're waiting for the dryer to be delivered.

This apartment is between 1600 and 1700 square feet. As you can tell we didn't bring very much of our stuff. Besides the rocking chair and 2 shelves, everything belongs to the landlord. Everyone told us Korean apartments were tiny, but its at least 400 square feet bigger than our 4 bedroom house at Ft. Rucker. So we wish we had brought more stuff with us. We haven't been able to hang anything on the walls because they're cement. We just need to get the right kind of nails.

Just Another Cute One

You can see her bruise a little better in this picture. Its more yellow now. I took this during her bath tonight.

A Few Pictures

Since its been a while, here are a couple of pictures of Mo Mo. On Saturday I went to a baby shower for my friend, Alice. Mo stayed at home with Clint. She ended up falling head first off the couch and getting a big bruise on the left side of her forehead, and then diving face first out of her rocking chair and getting a fat upper lip. This is the best picture I could get of it. You can't see it very well though.

And here's Morgan playing in the tub with her new bath toys she got from her Grandma and Grandpa Call for her Birthday. She loves them (mostly for sucking the water off of them).

I'm totally addicted. I love The Unit, with all its cheesiness, bad acting, and totally unrealistic scenarios. I've seen through season 3, and I want to watch season 4 (the current season) SO BAD. I'm having withdrawls! Unfortunately you aren't allowed to watch U.S. TV shows on the internet in foreign countries :( Do any of you watch The Unit?

I need a Mary Kay lady. I'd rather buy from someone I know or someone that one of my friends knows. So, if any of you are or know a MK consultant who wants a new customer please let me know. Thanks :)

Sick Baby

On Thursday (New Year's Day), the day we moved, Morgan had a little cold. Well, Thursday night it got really bad and she got a fever. I spent most the night in the rocking chair with her and then the next day she was acting very weak, tired, and not like herself at all.

I kept trying to get her to play with her toys and next thing I know I'd find her like this.

We had to clean the apartment over at the barraks. Clint sat Mo on the bed and 2 seconds later, this is how I found her.
We took her back to our new apartment and again, she can't keep her eyes open.

Thursday night she was burning up again so I took her temperature. It was 102. I called the ER to see if I should take her in and all they could tell me was that they aren't allowed to give medical advice over the phone. So finally we decided to take her in, she was obviously very sick and getting lethargic. So we made the 45 minute drive to the ER. When we got there her temp was 104. They gave her medicine to bring down the temp and then did a few tests to see if they could find an infection. They had to straight cath her for a urine sample, but couldn't get anything. So they taped a bag around her girl parts to catch the urine if peed. Then they did a chest xray in a machine that looked like an old fashioned baby torture chair and was absolutely aweful! Of course the first x ray was blurry and they had to do it all over again. Poor Morgan! Later, they did another catheter because she wasn't peeing, but she ended up peeing on the table before they could get the catheter in. So they taped yet another bag to her. Then we just waited for her to pee and for test results.

Everything came back normal. No signs of infection. When finally she did pee in the bag they did a urinalysis, which also came back normal besides a few extra white blood cells. They said it was prbably just an upper respiratory infection and finally sent us home after almost 5 hours.

She had an appointment for her immunizations on Monday, but her fever was still coming and going. I took her anyway so that the pediatrician could take a look. She started screaming as soon as I layed her down on the bed, I'm pretty sure she knew what was coming. He did his exam on her and said he couldn't visibly see anything wrong with her (thats because he doesn't know that she's normally very vocal and smiley, not lethargic and red-eyed). So he decided to do a blood test to see if in her weakend condition she had contracted some kind of bacterial infection in her blood. It took 2 grown military men to hold her down while the doc looked for a vein. He tried to find a good one on her arm and hand but couldn't, so he checked her femoral artery and decided to take it from there. Thankfully he got enough blood in only one needlestick. Morgan took it like a champ. She screamed "mama" the whole time, and pushed out some pretty good farts, but she never cried when she actually got pricked with the needle. I think she was mostly upset that they were holding her down. She was fine as soon as she had ahold of her blanket.

Last night after I put her to bed she started coughing uncontrollably so I went in to check on her. I picked her up and she started throwing up everywhere! It was shooting straight out like fire out of a dragon's mouth. It was horrible! After about 3 times Clint got her to the bathtub and cleaned her up while I cleaned her room. What a mess! But this morning, she is crawling around and playing with toys and pulling herself up on furniture. So I think the throwing up helped. She's much more herself.

Wow, long story. Ha, we'll let you know if something serious comes of it. Most likely its just something viral that is going around. All I know is that having her in the hospital, even for something "minor" was a horrible experience and I don't ever want to do it again! I can't stand to see children suffer. It breaks my heart, and to have it be my own, and not being able to do anything to help her get better is so frustrating. I have a new found realization of how our Father in Heaven must look down on us and wish he could do more to make us "better", and how His heart must ache for us.

Moving Again Is Fun To Do

So, like I said, we finally moved out of the barraks and into our own apartment. Here's just a few pictures from the move.

We were living on the 6th floor, so this is how we got our stuff down the elevator :)

Morgan was such a good helper. Everytime I would be packing a box she would take things out so I could pack them again! What a sweetheart.
Helping some more.

Mom, I can't lift this by myself!!!

Lots of hard work, time for a potty break!

Sprite

I just thought I would share a picture of this awesome Korean Sprite bottle. At least I hope it was Sprite, cause I drank it.

WE'RE FINALLY MOVING!!!!

For all our faithful blog readers, which I'm sure is only one person (my mother), we are moving (for the 8th time in 5 years) and will thus temporarily be away from bloggerland. But have no fear, for we will return shortly and have many pictures to share. Hope you all had a fabulous New Year celebration and that you were able to get out of bed the next day.