Bye-Bye Dinner

This shouldn't be funny, and we shouldn't laugh. Last night at dinner (we splurged on steak, potatoes, and steamed broccoli at home), Isaac decided to sample each bite on his high chair tray, make a face, take it back out of his mouth (with his fingers), lean over his tray, dropping said pre-tasted bite on the floor, after which he was compelled by some unknown force to sing, "bye-bye!" It kind of reminded me of Joe's Crab Shack, except instead of a bachelorette turning her back on swinging singledom, the exile of a perfectly good dinner.

The Land of Thrown Cheerios

Gravity is amazing. Of course, so is the staying power of damp cheerios on the side of a table. I am actually kind of astonished that my college friends who dropped all sorts of things from heights (including Dreamcasts, tv's and couches), never experimented with Cheerios. On the other hand, perhaps that's where they got their start. If such is the case, then I am in for it, and we will forever live in one-story houses with safety latches on all of the windows.

A Pretty Typical Day

It's raining (nothing too typical about that, though we've had a record amount of rain this year), and it's a little bit cool for May (61 and the sun's been up for 3 hours).

Isaac woke up about 6 (he's feeling a little bit better, eating and playing nicer). Chris got up with him and let me sleep until 7 (makes me a better Mommy). I got up to sweet "ba-ba-ba's," loud and proud on the part of both of my boys as Isaac ate his breakfast.

I gave him his meds (again not typical, but I am struck by how blessed we are that he is overall healthy, and I don't have to give him 3 different meds, 3 times a day, every day forever), and he got down to play, playing hard until almost 8 when he showed definite signs of needing a nap. He snuggled up with Ookie, Bear, and Elephant, and Personal Penguin (one of our two current favorite books). I finished my coffee and the morning sudoku from the paper as Chris went to the Y for the treadmill run he hasn't felt like doing all week (he has bad allergies and is on antibiotics for a sinus infection). I'll go to the grocery and the Y later for my exercise (not that you can tell it's doing any good).

Chris' mom is coming over to play with Isaac later, and Chris and I are going on our weekly "date." We started working through "10 Great Dates to Energize Your Marriage" after hearing Dave and Claudia Arp speak at Lifeway's Festival of Marriage a couple weeks ago. I highly recommend attending if you ever have the chance. And do any workshops by the Mucci's. They're fabulous. Anyways, Chris' mom is leaving for Florida in a few days to see his cousin graduate from high school (she's the littlest cousin-sort of), and she wanted her Isaac fix before she left. So, that means that she has kept the little man so I could take Ned to the vet, get my hair cut, go to lunch with a friend, and now, go on a date with my hubby. There are some advantages to living in a small town with Grandma.

Well, I'm going to go pick up a few things (Chris got most of it done while I was sleeping), but there's always something that needs to be done.

Maybe today isn't so typical after all...

Him who has ears, let him have amoxicillin

Well, the overachiever has gotten a double ear infection. That would be the littlest overachiever in a long line of overachievers. He couldn't just have one ear infection for his first. Oh, well.

Got somewhat nostalgic today. This fall will mark 10 years since my senior year of high school. Lots of things have changed since then. I have changed since then. It will be interesting to see what if anything is done with our reunion.

Go Greyhounds!

Boo-boo's

Well, the inevitable of small people, particularly little boys happened yesterday. We had our first trip to the emergency room. This was the one day I REALLY missed living in Lexington. In Lexington, I know that my pediatrician would have gotten on the phone with me, and probably had me come into the office, seen us right away and would have made both of us feel better without charging more than a $25 copay. Instead we paid $100 to be told we were idiots for bringing a little man into the ER (as my insurance told me, given our limited treatment options).

It's out of season, but "bah humbug"!

The little man is okay though, despite his propensity to pull up on things and pull them over on himself, bad allergies (thank you daddy genes), and an uncomfortable rash on a butt.

(TMI, I know)

May today be better, although at least today started with a full night's sleep, a nap today, and a washer, dryer, and bookcase coming!