Well, I didn't blog yesterday, so it's time to get up to date. Yesterday I went to the state capitol building to an awards ceremony. Colin was receiving an award for saving the state money. He used his wickedly smart brain to do some cool math and computer stuff to save the state around $53,000 a year. A couple other people helped him with some of the thought process (and he made sure to give them credit) so it was a team award. Pretty cool. He was already awarded some money for that,too. Way to go Colin!
After that was work and then Awana/Bible study...both went very well.
Today Colin was feeling very ungroovy so he stayed home...I think he has a touch of the same bug Ian and I have been fighting. He recovers much quicker than I do and was feeling better in the afternoon, so he got to go with us to Ian's tumbling class. Ian had a great time and I didn't have to help..there was a teenager assisting. Ian did some great backward rolls today! Way to go Ian!
I am getting a new digital camera for Valentine's day. I am very excited. The digital camera I'm using now is a dinosaur. The shutter speed is so slow, you could paint a picture faster! The new camera has ZOOM. I mean it has ZZZOOOMMMMMMM!!!! 12x optical zoom. I am already thinking of all the yummy pictures I can take. Cute birdies in my yard, flowers...maybe a froggy(I won't touch it, but I'd "shoot" it!) Well I think I've done my updating. Tomorrow Ian is spending the night (and Sat. night, too) at his grandma and grandpa's house. That means I will experience quiet. Well, some quiet. My husband will be here and whether he wants to admit it or not, he makes almost exactly the same noises as Ian. Here's to a little peace and quiet. May grandma and grandpa survive the invasion of noise for a little while.
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
Fewer Teeth To Brush
Ian has had a loose front tooth for a little while. The top left middle tooth..you know one of the "all I want for Christmas is my two front teeth" teeth. It recently had started getting lower and lower in his mouth. Today it looked very low, so I asked to wiggle it for him. He wasn't thrilled with the idea, but he let me. Daddy is the one that helps pull teeth, so I told him Daddy would probably want to take a look at that tooth tonight.
Then came lunch. Ian ate baby carrots using his side teeth and applesauce was no problem. Then he took a bite of his slice of pizza. He gave me a funny look and pulled all the pizza out of his mouth and announced that his tooth had fallen out! So far he's lost a tooth in an apple, Daddy helped with 2 and now a slice of pizza.
After he rinsed out his mouth he came back to lunch and told me "now I have fewer teeth to brush..for a while".
Then came lunch. Ian ate baby carrots using his side teeth and applesauce was no problem. Then he took a bite of his slice of pizza. He gave me a funny look and pulled all the pizza out of his mouth and announced that his tooth had fallen out! So far he's lost a tooth in an apple, Daddy helped with 2 and now a slice of pizza.
After he rinsed out his mouth he came back to lunch and told me "now I have fewer teeth to brush..for a while".
Monday, February 5, 2007
Santa Claus
If you're surprised to see this topic in February...I was surprised that my son and his friend were still debating this topic in February. We were in my van and they started talking about Santa. Probably Ian's cousin said something about a toy he had being a gift from Santa. Here's what the conversation sounded like:
***side note: our son knows the truth about Santa. We told him when he was old enough to understand the concept of Santa that Mommy and Daddy pretend to be Santa. Until this year, he was content to keep this information to himself. But his cousin firmly believes in Santa..it's brought up some interesting conversation between the two boys. Now, on to today's conversation.
Ian: It's not from Santa. It's really from your mom and dad. Santa isn't real.
Cousin: Yes, he is. I know he's real because I got presents under the tree marked from Santa. Did you get presents marked from Santa?
Ian: No, because it's your mom and dad.
Cousin: Maybe you didn't get any presents marked from Santa because you weren't very good last year.
Seeing that this was going to lead to an even bigger discussion I interject the fact that at our house, Santa does not wrap the presents from him, therefore, they are not marked.
Cousin: Ian, Santa is real. He's a spirit and you can't see.
Ian: You don't see him because he's your mom and dad and they save some presents and put them under the tree to surprise you.
Honestly, they could argue about this topic until they both passed out! I finally had to tell them to stop talking about Santa. The cousin asked me whether Santa was real or not, but I referred him to his parents for discussion on the topic. I'm not going to be the one to let Santa out of the bag! At least the groundhog is real, he's a safe topic.
***side note: our son knows the truth about Santa. We told him when he was old enough to understand the concept of Santa that Mommy and Daddy pretend to be Santa. Until this year, he was content to keep this information to himself. But his cousin firmly believes in Santa..it's brought up some interesting conversation between the two boys. Now, on to today's conversation.
Ian: It's not from Santa. It's really from your mom and dad. Santa isn't real.
Cousin: Yes, he is. I know he's real because I got presents under the tree marked from Santa. Did you get presents marked from Santa?
Ian: No, because it's your mom and dad.
Cousin: Maybe you didn't get any presents marked from Santa because you weren't very good last year.
Seeing that this was going to lead to an even bigger discussion I interject the fact that at our house, Santa does not wrap the presents from him, therefore, they are not marked.
Cousin: Ian, Santa is real. He's a spirit and you can't see.
Ian: You don't see him because he's your mom and dad and they save some presents and put them under the tree to surprise you.
Honestly, they could argue about this topic until they both passed out! I finally had to tell them to stop talking about Santa. The cousin asked me whether Santa was real or not, but I referred him to his parents for discussion on the topic. I'm not going to be the one to let Santa out of the bag! At least the groundhog is real, he's a safe topic.
Monday
Well I made it through the weekend and am back to work even though I still feel kind of crummy. I do feel less crummy than I did I Friday (I think). I am trying to act like I'm not sick, yet still take it kind of easy. I'm taking vitamin c, zinc, Tylenol head cold medicine and ibuprofen (it helps with the swelling in my sinuses). I am really hoping to avoid another trip to the doctor. I seem to go there so often I feel like I should a frequent "flyer" reward program with them...I'd probably earn enough miles to go to Hawaii in no time at all.
Ian decided to tell a joke today. 5 yr. olds and jokes just don't really work. I still remember my brother, Bob telling a joke around the age of 5...something about flying pigs. It made absolutely no sense, but he laughed like he was at a comedy club. Here's the joke Ian told today:
What did the farmer say to the barn??? (To give the answer he made his voice deeper..as deep as a 5 yr. old can get his voice) Answer: I'm gonna store my animals in you.
Then he laughed and laughed. Not a funny joke, although I must say the deep voice...very funny!
I didn't watch the Super Bowl yesterday...I watched HGTV instead. Colin was rooting for the Colts before the game began, but then he switched to the Bears at kickoff. I have no idea why he did that. He seemed to have enjoyed the game. I enjoyed the home improvement shows.
Ian decided to tell a joke today. 5 yr. olds and jokes just don't really work. I still remember my brother, Bob telling a joke around the age of 5...something about flying pigs. It made absolutely no sense, but he laughed like he was at a comedy club. Here's the joke Ian told today:
What did the farmer say to the barn??? (To give the answer he made his voice deeper..as deep as a 5 yr. old can get his voice) Answer: I'm gonna store my animals in you.
Then he laughed and laughed. Not a funny joke, although I must say the deep voice...very funny!
I didn't watch the Super Bowl yesterday...I watched HGTV instead. Colin was rooting for the Colts before the game began, but then he switched to the Bears at kickoff. I have no idea why he did that. He seemed to have enjoyed the game. I enjoyed the home improvement shows.
Sunday, February 4, 2007
How To Get Well
I haven't written in here for a while, I've been fighting a cold. Ian has been fighting a little head cold, too. We have very different approaches to how to get well. Here are our approaches to getting well:
Mommy's Approach:
Take extra vitamin C, drink plenty of fluids, take head cold remedy, make sure not to forget allergy medicine (just in case it's allergies), get extra rest, blow nose often. Repeat as needed.
Ian's Approach: wake Mommy in the middle of the night to complain about cough, get cough syrup, sleep a few more hours, get up and act as if you are not sick...run around the house for hours up and down the hall until Mommy begs you to stop, ignore runny nose..just let it go..suck it up if necessary or wipe it if Mommy tells you to, snack often, don't get extra rest. Ask for cough syrup at bedtime. Repeat at whim.
Guess who is looking better and who isn't? I'm planning to ignore my cold, too. Maybe it will get bored and go away!
Mommy's Approach:
Take extra vitamin C, drink plenty of fluids, take head cold remedy, make sure not to forget allergy medicine (just in case it's allergies), get extra rest, blow nose often. Repeat as needed.
Ian's Approach: wake Mommy in the middle of the night to complain about cough, get cough syrup, sleep a few more hours, get up and act as if you are not sick...run around the house for hours up and down the hall until Mommy begs you to stop, ignore runny nose..just let it go..suck it up if necessary or wipe it if Mommy tells you to, snack often, don't get extra rest. Ask for cough syrup at bedtime. Repeat at whim.
Guess who is looking better and who isn't? I'm planning to ignore my cold, too. Maybe it will get bored and go away!
Thursday, February 1, 2007
No Tumbling Today
Tumbling is going today, but we're not. Ian also has an ooky nose and the thought of him rolling around on tumbling mats with a runny nose...not cool. So we're staying home. Hopefully, we'll stop the spread of this runny stuff.
Yesterday, after I took the boys to McDonald's, we arrived back at his cousin's house to see flowers had been delivered while we were gone. For one brief shining moment I entertained the thought that maybe my husband had ordered flowers to be delivered to me. No, they weren't for me. They were for the cousin's mom and dad.
Isn't it cool when someone delivers flowers to you?? I've only had that happen a couple of times in my life. Once, for a birthday present from my Aunt Gail...red roses..very cool surprise. Then when I was sick with cancer I got some flowers and plants delivered to the hospital and my house...nice, but not as cool as a surprise gift..and not as fun because, well, I was sick. I've ordered flowers to be delivered to my mom on Mother's Day before...that was cool to surprise her. Now, don't get me wrong, I have received many flowers from my husband, just they were the kind you pick up at the store and bring home (which is MUCH more economical than ordering flowers delivered by the florist), but I still think it's cool to have flowers delivered to you and if it happens not because it's a holiday, but just because someone was thinking about you...even better! So if you have flowers delivered to your house all the time (not from yourself) you are very blessed!
Yesterday, after I took the boys to McDonald's, we arrived back at his cousin's house to see flowers had been delivered while we were gone. For one brief shining moment I entertained the thought that maybe my husband had ordered flowers to be delivered to me. No, they weren't for me. They were for the cousin's mom and dad.
Isn't it cool when someone delivers flowers to you?? I've only had that happen a couple of times in my life. Once, for a birthday present from my Aunt Gail...red roses..very cool surprise. Then when I was sick with cancer I got some flowers and plants delivered to the hospital and my house...nice, but not as cool as a surprise gift..and not as fun because, well, I was sick. I've ordered flowers to be delivered to my mom on Mother's Day before...that was cool to surprise her. Now, don't get me wrong, I have received many flowers from my husband, just they were the kind you pick up at the store and bring home (which is MUCH more economical than ordering flowers delivered by the florist), but I still think it's cool to have flowers delivered to you and if it happens not because it's a holiday, but just because someone was thinking about you...even better! So if you have flowers delivered to your house all the time (not from yourself) you are very blessed!
Fighting Something
Well, I'm fighting something again. I haven't quite decided if it's a cold bug or allergies. Not that I really care, I just want it to go away. The last two mornings I've woken up with a ooky nose and a voice that would make Darth Vader sound feminine.
So I have purchased the allergy medicine that I ran out of right before this started and am taking extra vitamin c in the hopes that this will go away quickly.
Yesterday was a busy day. Work and Bible study for me, Awana for Ian. We ran some errands before work and after AWANA. I think we were gone over 12 hours yesterday.
I took Ian and his cousin to McDonald's yesterday to have lunch and play on the Playland. Please watch your kids like a hawk when you are places like that. I tend to do that already, but yesterday sure reinforced that for me. There were lots of kids playing when we got there, some big kids, some younger kids. Many left shortly after we got there since it was getting close to 1:00. There were some girls and another little boy...probably 3 1/2 or 4 yrs. old. Another mom came in a little bit later with her 4 yr. son and 2 1/2 yr. old daughter. Ian and his buddy were playing so I was watching all the kids play. I saw that the two younger boys buddied up and thought that was cute. They ran around awhile and then they sat together in a kind of clear "bubble" thing up high in front of me. They were smiling and laughing. The younger looking boy was kind of grabbing at the other 4 yr. old. I thought I saw something that shouldn't happen, looked and again and thought 'yep, better stop that'. The younger boy kept pulling at the 4 yr. old's pants, mostly at the back, but some at the front. I wasn't the only one who could see this, but no one else was saying anything so I told the 4 yr. old's mom that she probably wanted to get her son away from the other boy. She started over to the bubble, by this time the poor boy's little bum was completely exposed, she started hollering for her son to get away and for the other boy to stop. The other boy completely smashed his face into the 4 yr. old's bum. The other lady (the one who had brought the younger boy) had to crawl up in there and get him away from the 4 yr. old. The 4 yr. old's mom thanked me over and over. It was pretty disturbing. I'm super cautious when older kids are in there, but I guess you just never know, this time it was a little kid. I will definitely be keeping an even closer watch if we're at one of those Playlands.
So I have purchased the allergy medicine that I ran out of right before this started and am taking extra vitamin c in the hopes that this will go away quickly.
Yesterday was a busy day. Work and Bible study for me, Awana for Ian. We ran some errands before work and after AWANA. I think we were gone over 12 hours yesterday.
I took Ian and his cousin to McDonald's yesterday to have lunch and play on the Playland. Please watch your kids like a hawk when you are places like that. I tend to do that already, but yesterday sure reinforced that for me. There were lots of kids playing when we got there, some big kids, some younger kids. Many left shortly after we got there since it was getting close to 1:00. There were some girls and another little boy...probably 3 1/2 or 4 yrs. old. Another mom came in a little bit later with her 4 yr. son and 2 1/2 yr. old daughter. Ian and his buddy were playing so I was watching all the kids play. I saw that the two younger boys buddied up and thought that was cute. They ran around awhile and then they sat together in a kind of clear "bubble" thing up high in front of me. They were smiling and laughing. The younger looking boy was kind of grabbing at the other 4 yr. old. I thought I saw something that shouldn't happen, looked and again and thought 'yep, better stop that'. The younger boy kept pulling at the 4 yr. old's pants, mostly at the back, but some at the front. I wasn't the only one who could see this, but no one else was saying anything so I told the 4 yr. old's mom that she probably wanted to get her son away from the other boy. She started over to the bubble, by this time the poor boy's little bum was completely exposed, she started hollering for her son to get away and for the other boy to stop. The other boy completely smashed his face into the 4 yr. old's bum. The other lady (the one who had brought the younger boy) had to crawl up in there and get him away from the 4 yr. old. The 4 yr. old's mom thanked me over and over. It was pretty disturbing. I'm super cautious when older kids are in there, but I guess you just never know, this time it was a little kid. I will definitely be keeping an even closer watch if we're at one of those Playlands.
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