Did he really just ask me that?! Why does a three year old want to know what time it is? I guess he's just wanting to fit in. To sound grown up. To mimic participation in the rat race that we all wish we didn't have to be a part of. That's OK. I'll let him pretend. But when he starts asking to be home by 2:00 to watch Olivia, or Dino Dan, or Dinosaur Train, I'll have to remove all the batteries from the clocks.
What else is new? Well, I probably cured him from wanting to hang out in the basement by himself. He was down there by himself watching Nick Jr. when the power went out. Let me just say, basements get very dark when all the lights suddenly shut off. Poor kid. He was terrified down there until I could go rescue him. On the bright side, he should ascend the stairs very willingly from now on when it's time to start getting ready for bed and I start heading up without him!
Other than that, hives and party planning (for grandma Jo and uncles Paul and Tom) consumed most of our attention for the past few days. The party was fun, and I'm glad it's no longer zapping my attention, but the hives still remain a mystery. If we make it through today, it will be day no. 3 without hives. They've come in the middle of the night, in the middle of the day, and at bath time. And the weird reaction he had to the PCV13 immunization keeps lingering in the back of my mind. But what I'm gonna do? Just stock up on the Benadryl, I guess.
Oh, and another focus of attention these past few days is the poor ailing kitty. She is 18 and not doing so well. Aidan respects her a lot and showers her with gentle kisses when she's sleeping on the couch (yeah, sorry about that kitty!). I've found that I can't seem to use the word "dead" or "die" to Aidan. I wish I didn't ever have to explain death to him, but I know it must be addressed. Probably the sooner the better. I just wish this first lesson doesn't have to be on the beloved kitty. More to come on that later...
Monday, February 21, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
My Ally
There is no other reason for this post other than to prove Kevin wrong about something. (Sorry babe).
For months, I've always commented to Kevin how much Cheryl Hines reminds me of his sister-in-law whenever I watch Curb Your Enthusiasm (which I don't watch very often). And Kevin's response is always the same, "I just don't see any resemblance".
So last night, as Aidan played in the next room, I watched an episode before going to bed. When Aidan came somersaulting through the room, he stood up quickly and pointed to the TV. The TV which was focused on Cheryl Hines. And he said "That's Ava's mommy". (Ava's mommy is also Kevin's sister-in-law).
I never felt so vindicated before! lol
But I will admit, however, that the TV then panned to Larry David and he pointed to Larry and said "That's daddy". OK, maybe that was a result from me laughing my butt off that Cheryl looks like Ava's mommy. He was on a roll and wanted me to continue laughing. Right?! Surely Kevin doesn't look like Larry David!(?)
For months, I've always commented to Kevin how much Cheryl Hines reminds me of his sister-in-law whenever I watch Curb Your Enthusiasm (which I don't watch very often). And Kevin's response is always the same, "I just don't see any resemblance".
So last night, as Aidan played in the next room, I watched an episode before going to bed. When Aidan came somersaulting through the room, he stood up quickly and pointed to the TV. The TV which was focused on Cheryl Hines. And he said "That's Ava's mommy". (Ava's mommy is also Kevin's sister-in-law).
I never felt so vindicated before! lol
But I will admit, however, that the TV then panned to Larry David and he pointed to Larry and said "That's daddy". OK, maybe that was a result from me laughing my butt off that Cheryl looks like Ava's mommy. He was on a roll and wanted me to continue laughing. Right?! Surely Kevin doesn't look like Larry David!(?)
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Yesssss!
Wow, I'm 4 days behind already. Technically 3 because the post I started on Thursday turned out to be lengthy and I saved it for posting later since I wanted to analyze whether it was too rambly.
Notes for the days missed:
Thurs: I discovered that he expresses when he's "excited" now. It cracks me up when we're getting ready go down the ski slope on the Wii Fit and he says "Oh I'm so excited" as it counts down to let him ski the slope.
Fri: By the next day, he's exclaiming "YESSSSS!" when he lands from his ski jump without tumbling into a giant snow ball. Where did he learn that???? I swear, we have not watched Napoleon Dynamite even once since he's been born.
Sat: He fell asleep in the grocery cart. We were quite the spectacle at Meijers. He was slumped over on the side (using his coat as a pillow) while his arm dangled over the handle bar of the cart. And for anyone who has ever seen Aidan sleep during REM stage, they don't know whether to laugh or to be grossed out. His eyes are always half open. We got a lot of looks yesterday lol.
Sun: Aidan discovered eye boogers. Now it's twenty questions about eye boogers.
Notes for the days missed:
Thurs: I discovered that he expresses when he's "excited" now. It cracks me up when we're getting ready go down the ski slope on the Wii Fit and he says "Oh I'm so excited" as it counts down to let him ski the slope.
Fri: By the next day, he's exclaiming "YESSSSS!" when he lands from his ski jump without tumbling into a giant snow ball. Where did he learn that???? I swear, we have not watched Napoleon Dynamite even once since he's been born.
Sat: He fell asleep in the grocery cart. We were quite the spectacle at Meijers. He was slumped over on the side (using his coat as a pillow) while his arm dangled over the handle bar of the cart. And for anyone who has ever seen Aidan sleep during REM stage, they don't know whether to laugh or to be grossed out. His eyes are always half open. We got a lot of looks yesterday lol.
Sun: Aidan discovered eye boogers. Now it's twenty questions about eye boogers.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Family Royalty
Today, I was informed that daddy is the king, and mommy is the princess. I asked Aidan if that means he is the prince. Even after explaining the difference between prince and princess, he still insists that he is not a "princess". He is Spiderman.
Uh oh. This must be a foreboding sign that some evil doom is about to be set upon the kingdom in which only Spidey can get us out of. Better stay tuned... (lol)
Uh oh. This must be a foreboding sign that some evil doom is about to be set upon the kingdom in which only Spidey can get us out of. Better stay tuned... (lol)
Monday, February 7, 2011
Fascination With Nose
So, last night at dinner, as the adults were conversing, I noticed our 3-year old giggling about his nose while sticking his finger far up into it. And something made me wonder whether he stuck something up his nose. A few minutes later, there was a series of sneezes, a shudder of the shoulders, and another couple of sneezes. Now I was almost certain he did stick something up there. After one final sneeze, I asked my husband to see if he could pull at something that was just barely dangling out of his nose.
Yep. He did. He stuck a spaghetti noodle up there. And then proceeded to try to stick a corner of his toast up his nose too.
Is this the start of a fascination to insert weird objects into his nose, followed by long waits in the ER? Hope not!
Yep. He did. He stuck a spaghetti noodle up there. And then proceeded to try to stick a corner of his toast up his nose too.
Is this the start of a fascination to insert weird objects into his nose, followed by long waits in the ER? Hope not!
He's 3 Now
Sigh. It's true. Our little one is 3 now. I so love to go back to his baby pictures and remember the pure innocence and sweetness of his baby days. Not that he isn't sweet, still, but sometimes it comes with a little vinegar, too.
But if there is one thing I keep reminding myself regularly, it's to live in the NOW because it will feel all too fast when I'm wiping tears away as he reaches for his high school diploma. Slow down, interact, and savor the moments today.
While doing just that, I've noticed that having a three year old has been helpful at times. He makes a great snow-shoveler! That was a pleasant surprise to see how helpful he really could be when the driveway needs clearing. He also likes to show me where the paint is peeling on the walls (the previous owners of our house did a horrible job in picking the proper kind of paint). As I saw the latest cracked and peeling corner that he pointed out in the upstairs hallway, I pondered aloud what would be the best color to paint the hallway. And he suggested the most perfect color that I would have never considered: White! I never think of white as a color option for painting. What would I do without this kid???
Before closing this post, I will be so bold to list my (new) goal for this spot. I hope to use this as my little 365-day project. Yes, it's true, I bought the 365 index cards and dated them to put into a special little box so that I could add entries every single day and keep recycling through the cards each year. Yes, it's true that I wrote entries for 'most' of the days...right up until I got bored at around day 60. But this time, it will be different. It will! I swear!
But if there is one thing I keep reminding myself regularly, it's to live in the NOW because it will feel all too fast when I'm wiping tears away as he reaches for his high school diploma. Slow down, interact, and savor the moments today.
While doing just that, I've noticed that having a three year old has been helpful at times. He makes a great snow-shoveler! That was a pleasant surprise to see how helpful he really could be when the driveway needs clearing. He also likes to show me where the paint is peeling on the walls (the previous owners of our house did a horrible job in picking the proper kind of paint). As I saw the latest cracked and peeling corner that he pointed out in the upstairs hallway, I pondered aloud what would be the best color to paint the hallway. And he suggested the most perfect color that I would have never considered: White! I never think of white as a color option for painting. What would I do without this kid???
Before closing this post, I will be so bold to list my (new) goal for this spot. I hope to use this as my little 365-day project. Yes, it's true, I bought the 365 index cards and dated them to put into a special little box so that I could add entries every single day and keep recycling through the cards each year. Yes, it's true that I wrote entries for 'most' of the days...right up until I got bored at around day 60. But this time, it will be different. It will! I swear!
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Jul 2010 Update
Our 'little bubba' (said in the Forrest Gump voice) is growing up. I have come to realize this summer that he's at the BIG TRUCK stage. Semi's, buses, trains, heavy equipment, fire trucks, police cars--you name it--he's INTO it!
We went garage sale-ing today because he needs more summer clothes. But as my luck usually goes, there weren't a lot of garage sales. And the few we found had kids toys, but not really any kids clothes. We still managed to spend $15 on a set of construction trucks and accessories, a life jacket, a handful of shorts, 2 winter weight PJs, a sit and spin, and a fire engine that is driven by Curious George. Needless to say, he's in 7th heaven right now with his new toys.
He also recently discovered marbles (or eye balls as he calls them). I must remember to buy some small ones. He can use them with his construction toys.
One thing that has really struck me lately are the few times he randomly came up to me and said that he was "happy". The first time he ever said it (recently) we were talking about dreams. I asked if he dreams about Ava, and Meyer, and other kids from daycare. And then I asked if he ever dreams of being naughty. And he looked at me, shook his head, and said "I happy momma". I felt like he was trying to tell me that he lives a happy life and does not have any bad dreams because of it. It touched me. And I realized that is the ultimate compliment a young child can pay to his parents.
And not that parenting has been easy this summer. His daddy has been working away from home. We only see him on weekends, and sometimes we don't even get to do that due to his military training. I guess this is practice for when he deploys to the real deal next year. It's been a bit challenging to stay caught up at work, but for the time being, I'm putting the priority on my home and family life. If my bosses don't like that, then I suppose they'll get rid of me (especially with the current economical environment to use as a good excuse--or even a valid excuse). I suppose there are worse things that could happen to a person, right? (Genocide, murder, cancer, abduction, a car accident...See? There are worse things than being unemployed and homeless :-)
One good thing that has surfaced recently is that my toddler moved down to the Panda Room. This means that the weekly tuition rate dropped somewhat. Yesss!! However, they are treating him like he's potty trained, and he is nowhere close to being trained. (Another subject for a different day!). So he goes through a lot of clothes in one day.
Unfortunately, we will probably pull him out when Kevin's done with his current Orders in September. Daddy will be the daycare until he finds work or deploys--whichever comes first. But it will be a good chance for the two of them to bond before deployment.
Well, off to hook up the sprinkler for little legs to run and jump through. Perhaps I'll keep my blog updated regularly now. My goal is to get in the habit of updating so that Kevin can keep tabs while he's away.
We went garage sale-ing today because he needs more summer clothes. But as my luck usually goes, there weren't a lot of garage sales. And the few we found had kids toys, but not really any kids clothes. We still managed to spend $15 on a set of construction trucks and accessories, a life jacket, a handful of shorts, 2 winter weight PJs, a sit and spin, and a fire engine that is driven by Curious George. Needless to say, he's in 7th heaven right now with his new toys.
He also recently discovered marbles (or eye balls as he calls them). I must remember to buy some small ones. He can use them with his construction toys.
One thing that has really struck me lately are the few times he randomly came up to me and said that he was "happy". The first time he ever said it (recently) we were talking about dreams. I asked if he dreams about Ava, and Meyer, and other kids from daycare. And then I asked if he ever dreams of being naughty. And he looked at me, shook his head, and said "I happy momma". I felt like he was trying to tell me that he lives a happy life and does not have any bad dreams because of it. It touched me. And I realized that is the ultimate compliment a young child can pay to his parents.
And not that parenting has been easy this summer. His daddy has been working away from home. We only see him on weekends, and sometimes we don't even get to do that due to his military training. I guess this is practice for when he deploys to the real deal next year. It's been a bit challenging to stay caught up at work, but for the time being, I'm putting the priority on my home and family life. If my bosses don't like that, then I suppose they'll get rid of me (especially with the current economical environment to use as a good excuse--or even a valid excuse). I suppose there are worse things that could happen to a person, right? (Genocide, murder, cancer, abduction, a car accident...See? There are worse things than being unemployed and homeless :-)
One good thing that has surfaced recently is that my toddler moved down to the Panda Room. This means that the weekly tuition rate dropped somewhat. Yesss!! However, they are treating him like he's potty trained, and he is nowhere close to being trained. (Another subject for a different day!). So he goes through a lot of clothes in one day.
Unfortunately, we will probably pull him out when Kevin's done with his current Orders in September. Daddy will be the daycare until he finds work or deploys--whichever comes first. But it will be a good chance for the two of them to bond before deployment.
Well, off to hook up the sprinkler for little legs to run and jump through. Perhaps I'll keep my blog updated regularly now. My goal is to get in the habit of updating so that Kevin can keep tabs while he's away.
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