Our Feisty Fisks

Raising the female population of Indiana one child at a time

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Sunday, March 30, 2008

Changing time

Ava got a doll for Christmas from her Uncle Tom that drinks and wets herself. Not wanting to have to change two sets of diapers, we haven't clued Ava into the capabilities of this mini, micturating wonder. However, Ava seems to intuitively know that this is not an ordinary doll. For one, she has a hole in her crotch that all of the other dolls don't have. For two, she wears diapers. If she wears diapers she must need changing, right? This doll was still on her FIRST diaper. That one was sure to be a doosie.

Ava laid the doll on her recliner and brought over a box of Kleenex. She kept saying, "woo wee," as if the doll had really let one go. Pulling back the adhesive strips on the diaper, Ava started wiping... and wiping.... and wiping. She would get a Kleenex, shuffle it about in the doll's crotch, and stuff it back in the Kleenex box. Ava is NOT one to waste. Her parents, however, are more wasteful in that they DO NOT reuse wipes. May the Lord have mercy on their souls. Since all of the "wipes" were reused, we didn't stop her from cycling through the entire box of Kleenex and shoving them back in. Unfortunately, now a Kleenex will not pop up after the previous one is pulled. Let's just hope we don't have a nose-blowing emergency.

The likelihood of such an emergency is pretty high considering Ava has a runny nose and she's already passed it on to her dad. There are few things more entertaining to watch than Ava when she needs her nose wiped. She does NOT like it. She will open her mouth, raise her chin, and pull her upper lip tight over her upper jaw. I can't decide if she looks more like Cindy Lou Who or The Grinch. She'll stay like this, looking and sounding desperate, hoping that the leakage won't find its way into her open mouth, until we come to the rescue with a life-saving nose wipe. I'll admit, we don't always get there before she gets a taste of the mucoid mess.


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Monday, March 24, 2008


Strollin' for Eggs
Originally uploaded by Ava's Antics
On Saturday there was an Easter egg hunt at our church. It was a joint effort between the daycare that operates there during the week and our church, which meets in the same building on Sunday. Ava had already had some practice hunting for Easter eggs at her babysitter's a few days prior. Apparently, her babysitter (Chris) only had to show her how to put two eggs in her bucket and she was off to the races. On a side note, do you ever think of what the soundtrack of your life would be if it was a movie? When I heard about Ava's learning how to hunt Easter eggs I imagined it as follows.

Chris: See the egg hiding next to the chair?

Ava: Huh. What a uniquely colored plastic orb. I have never seen such a thing. (She talks like this in movies because otherwise you would only understand 4% of what she says.)

Chris: What you do is pick it up and put it in your bucket.

Ava: I'm not sure I understand the concept. Could you show me one more time?

Chris: Try finding another egg and putting it in your bucket.

Ava: Eureka! This is the greatest day of my life!

[As understanding comes to Ava, her face washes over from inquisitive wonder to pure ecstasy. During this transition Taking Care Of Business by Bachman-Turner Overdrive fades in. The next thirty seconds is shown at twice normal speed showing Ava running from egg to egg filling her bucket while the music plays.]

Not That Kind of Egg
Originally uploaded by Ava's Antics
At the start of the church's Easter egg hunt she was thrown off her game a little bit. There were all these kids that she didn't recognize in a location that she did. This is a little unsettling for an almost two-year-old. Eventually we got her to notice the eggs and her previous training kicked back in. There was a little confusion at one point where she tried to put a purple, plastic egg in her mouth. It's not THAT kind of egg Ava. She got right back on track and nearly filled her bucket before all of the eggs had been found.

Most of the eggs were filled with candy. Others were filled with candy and tickets. There were about 60 tickets total and Ava had 6! That's not bad odds for the number of kids that were there. We tried to give a few away to some friends, but they were politely refused. Before the tickets were drawn, however, there was a drawing for a large basket full of goodies. We had put our name in the drawing for this before the egg hunt started. As they were drawing the name I had this weird feeling that we would win the basket and then win a lot of other things with our monopoly of tickets. The entry was drawn and the drawer pondered the pronunciation of the name. It was announced as "Danny Fisk." Huh, I don't know a Danny Fisk. You would think my Spidey sense would have went off if there were another Fisk in a 50 ft radius. As there was no immediate response to Danny Fisk, they read off the child's name, "Ava". Now what are the chances of there being a Danny Fisk with a daughter named Ava Fisk in the same room and no one realizing it? Oh wait, that's right, I'm a little slow sometimes. Apparently Doni knew as the "D" came out of his mouth that we had won. Now I'm not as dense as I make it sound earlier, but it did take me a second longer to figure out what was going on.

Easter Basket
Originally uploaded by Ava's Antics
Needless to say, after winning the basket we tried once again to give away our tickets. We were able to give four of them away, but the last two didn't have any takers. It's a good thing we were able to give some away because two of the four we gave away were winners and one of the ones we kept was also a winner. More may have even been winners, but we felt bad about winning everything and left the room where they were calling out ticket numbers. In addition to our basket of goodies we won a container of sidewalk chalk. The basket was loaded. There were two soft teddy bears, a notepad, more sidewalk chalk, a recorder, leak-proof bubbles, an art set, a velvet poster, a Rubik's cube, and more candy. We unwrapped it when we got home and she played with a few of the things before losing interest. The basket was topped off with things that we (meaning Doni) had bought for her Easter basket and Doni re-wrapped it.

Trying to Blow Bubbles
Originally uploaded by Ava's Antics
On Easter morning we "hid" her gigantic easter basket under the kitchen table. She was pretty groggy and wanted to be carried when she woke up. That is, until we asked her, "What's this?," while pointing under the table. She caught on that this basket that had a bunch of goodies in it yesterday PROBABLY had a bunch of goodies in it today too. She was right. She got several books (a couple of which were Backyardigans books), a cheeping chick, a wind-up bouncing chick, and the things that she didn't get to the previous day. We showed her how to blow bubbles and tried to do the same... by putting the wand in her mouth... several times. That's my girl. Always trying to find a new, innovative way of doing things. I'm pretty sure she'll be the next Thomas Edison.

Note: Say your prayers for the wind-up bouncing chick. Ava promptly tore one of its ears off and it doesn't look like he's going to make it.


  • At 11:54 AM, Blogger The Tappan Family said…

    Since when do chicks have external ears? Man, the things they're doing with science these days!

    Sounds like you had a fun Easter! :)


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Thursday, March 20, 2008

Always take something to read

Sorry for the lack of stories lately. This month is the first rotation in a while where I've had less free time. I'll get something up soon, but I have several pieces of good news in the meantime. First, I found our old camera. *Cue bashful grin* You'll never guess where it was.... IN THE DRAWER WHERE WE USUALLY KEEP IT. Go figure. I know for a fact that I looked in there several times when we first lost it. Either there's a goblin in our house playing tricks on me or it was camouflaged by a washcloth in the drawer. Now, I know what you're thinking, who keeps a camera in the same place as washcloths? This guy does. To tell you the truth I'm not too surprised that I couldn't find it earlier. Ask my wife or my mom and they will tell you of the frustrations they have had with my "thorough" searching technique. I will tear a closet, refrigerator, or drawer apart, in my mind removing any possibility that the object of my desire is contained within. Someone else will come along and move one thing. There you go. It's like there's a big, flashing arrow telling them to "CHECK HERE! CHECK HERE!". Anyway, I've uploaded some of our Christmas-time photos to Ava's Flickr page. Enjoy.

Secondly, today I found out that I matched to my first choice for residency! All of the programs that I applied to were either in Indianapolis or Muncie (a 50 min drive away), so I knew I wouldn't be going too far away. I found out on Monday THAT I matched, just not where. Today there was a ceremony at the medical school where all of the fourth-year medical students got an envelope saying WHERE they had matched for residency. I already got a phone call from one of the program directors where I matched congratulating me this afternoon. Fun times.


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Wednesday, March 05, 2008

New Camera

Giving up on our lost camera, we decided to get a new one as our Valentine's Day gift to each other. Here are some of the pictures we've taken over the last month. There's more pictures that I've uploaded to Ava's Flickr page.

Wide Load
Originally uploaded by Ava's Antics

Ava's WWF Sleeper Hold
Originally uploaded by Ava's Antics


  • At 7:07 PM, Anonymous Allison said…

    Yay! I'm so happy you guys decided to get a camera for Valentine's day!!!

    Oh and..... your siblings would like you to get a Myspace. You don't have to if you don't want to, but I think you should.

  • At 10:19 PM, Blogger Christina Estes said…

    I agree...get a myspace or facebook account! Love the new pics, she is getting so big!


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