Dad watching the kids today:
My mistake of the day was eating Wasabi Peas in Jack's vicinity. He said he wanted one. I told him "No, you won't like these." He insisted and then started to throw a fit. "Ok. Fine. Have one."
Immediatley his face contorted and he spit it out into my hand. Nothing unexpected here... But then he fell into a panic cry as if his feelings had been hurt, hyper-ventilating and all that. For a moment I wondered if I was dealing with some sort of allergic reaction. We made it to the kitchen where I got something for him to drink and he kept repeating "I want to sleep, I want to go to bed." From that point on, the fit faded and he was regaining composure. Had some water and everything returned to normal.
A few minutes later Jack was sitting across the room and told me "...first this side of my nose was getting shot. Now this side is getting shot." as he pointed first to one nostril, then the other.
We decided that Jack likes cold peas and dad likes hot peas.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Jack is just plumb out of funny things to say/do, or I am not amused by them.
Maggie was introduced to corn on the cob for dinner. She likes it. There will be a video someday.
She has also discovered the laptop and will stand up on the stepstool to get her little fingers on the mouse pad or keyboard. Unfortunately, she also seems to have figured out how to get it open, so simply closing it does not afford the amount of protection I'd like.
The sign for milk is now a part of her "vocabulary".
Leesha won her first volleyball game!
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Yesterday after work, on my way to get the kids, I noticed that my foot was itching. Throughout the afternoon and evening, I itched more and more. Trying to sleep posed a challenge when my palms would give me no relief of itching. So, I dug out the generic benadryl I have on hand for the kids (which expired in 4/08) and was able to fall asleep. Still itching this morning, I noticed bumps and welts pretty much everywhere as well as swelling in areas (ears, hands and feet) that don't have as much tissue to cover bone. Irritating!
I knew what Dr. Dad would say, but called to hear it anyway: limit your use of soap, no hot showers and take an antihistamine.
Hours later, I braved a lukewarm shower (hellish, I tell you). Now, I smell like a freshly washed baby thanks to soapless Johnson and Johnson baby wash.
We shall see how the saga continues ....
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Jack, at dinner; "I burped. Actually, I didn't burp, I tooted with my mouth open."
Mom: "Jack, I'm glad I'm your mom."
Jack: (smiles) "I'm glad I have my computer up here."
Jack likes to disturb Jeffry in the bathroom (I suppose he just likes the door to the bathroom open, and Jeffry closes the door). Maggie likes to keep abreast of things that the boys are doing, so followed Jack to the bathroom. Jeffry asked Jack to close the door and Jack obeyed. Unfortunately, Maggie had her hand by the hinges and got her finger squished as Jack tried to close the door. Poor little girl! The Dr. said it was a bruise (as mom suspected) and bandaged it up. By the time we'd returned home, Maggie had gotten the bandage off. She's a sucker for pain as she won't tolerate pain meds and bandages.
Maggie was doing "downward facing dog" spontaneously. I tried to get a picture, but she kept getting up too fast to come see the picture that I'd missed. It happened repeatedly which amused me.
She's also learned to nod her head.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
I'd started a new post and forgot to save it. Bummer!
Jack and Maggie now have "Diary of a Worm". Jack calls it "Diarrhea Worm".
"Reading" this book to Jeffry, Jack says; "big birds tryin' to play 'howtsch scop'. Yes or no? How do you say it?" He's still mastering "hopscotch".
Jack asked me; "Mom, do you have two eyes, one nose and two 'nostrits'?"
When told to go to yet another time out, Jack responded; "I can't go to time out. I'm dead."
One of Leesha's jobs is to clear the dinner table. She didn't, so as I caught up to the family on a post-dinner walk, I apologized for making them wait and let them know it was because the table had not been cleared. I then suggested we give that job to Jack and he start getting an allowance. Jeffry suggested then that he could buy all the cars he wants. Upon waking up the next morning; "Dad said I'd buy all the cars I want and then we didn't."
After the same walk, we took the training wheels off of Jack's bike. The first thing he said to me, right before he mentioned not being able to get the cars was; "I want the training wheels back on my bike."
Maggie was playing with one of Jack's larger inside trucks and trying to drive it into the front door of the Little People house. After several attempts, she gave up, closed the door and put the truck back in the basket.