Tuesday, September 9, 2014

V turned six in mid- August. Last year, I was getting everything ready and set for Kindergarten when she turned five. At that time, it was a bit of a surprise that her Pre-K/Preschool teacher didn't feel she was ready for Kindergarten. She recommended keeping her back to gain more experience with things like writing, maturity, adn reading. Plus, all of the other children going into Kindergarten at that time were older, almost an entire year older than her. Which at this age, makes a difference. It was a bit of a difficult decision, (not to mention expensive), but we did keep in pre-K for an extra year. Now, I'm glad about that. I have seen several differences in her, and being older and more confident makes the transition to all day kindergarten easier.

She is going to the local public school, right down the road from daycare. It is quite highly ranked, and in my opinion, a huge building. Her first day was a half day - I had to take off from work - which involved parent orientation and a great deal of paperwork. She didn't cry or fuss at all (I spent the first day of kindergarten crying next to the teacher's desk, I remember it vividly).

The first week was tough people. There are 27 kids in her class and NO AIDE. I repeat, no AIDE. Apparently there was a funding problem with the district. I find this unacceptable. She came home exhausted and starving. It was difficult for me to drop off two different places (Dad was out of town).

But hopefully week 2 is easier on me!

Friday, August 29, 2014

Friday Night Leftovers - Labor Day Weekend Edition

* Our workplace dismisses at 2:30 pm today. YAY! Time for a workout and then a little grocery shopping before I pick up the kids.
* P has been gone a lot this week. Monday afternoon - fly to Canada, fly home Tuesday night. Wednesday morning, fly to Boston, fly home Thursday night (home at 10:15), leave for the airport on Friday at 4:30 am to fly to Chicago, fly home Friday afternoon. I won't even comment about next week.
* Benny has been the KING of tantrums. Doesn't want to get dressed, doesn't want to brush teeth, doesn't want to put on shoes, doesn't want to wear a coat, doesn't want to get in carseat. I'm tired.
*Is it too early to put up Halloween/Fall decorations? I'm ready, but I don't want to be THAT person.
* I really wanted to go up North and visit my family for Labor Day. There is usually a TON of traffic going North, and thus it becomes a stressful, unpredictable mess. So I'm staying home. It's supposed to be 90 F and thunderstorms. What am I going to do with those kids for three days??

Friday, August 8, 2014

Friday Night Leftovers (with pictures)

* It feels like summer never came this year. I'm not complaining about not having super hot days, but it just feels strange. Like an extended early September (which is my FAVORITE time of year).
* We've called two different landscaping companies to help build some retaining walls in our yard. When we bought the house a year ago, in February, we inherited the landscaping too. Which is okkaayy. But could be better. Don't ever get rocks instead of mulch for flower beds. These people did and it is everywhere. It looks messy, it is messy, and it drives me nuts. This is a picture of our driveway after a rain, when all the rocks float down the mini-hill.
* Speaking of September, V starts Kindergarten in three weeks! Dad will be out of town, and there is only a half day of school with no aftercare either, so I will be taking the entire day off. She had her pre-K graduation today (complete with cute mini-cap and gown!) and it was sad and happy at the same time.
* I just finished reading a book called Swan Song. It is post-apocolyptic fiction, of which I'm a big fan. It was Meh. I give it 2.5 stars out of 5 stars. There are couple of different subplots that converge at the end, some of which are better than others. It does feel good to read again. Any other recommendations?
*Someone likes cupcakes. And balloons.

Monday, July 21, 2014


I started this some time ago, and only now am finishing the post.

You are two years old and I can’t believe it.

You still don’t talk that much. Your favorite words are “mama”, “All done”, “go outside”, “milk”, “Ipeeed” (Ipod), and “elmo”.
You love to go outside. To run, to kick a ball, to swing, to slide, to hit a ball off the tee, to run the cozy coupe down the driveway, to play in the water table.
Your favorite foods are watermelon, cut up grapes (red ONLY), yogurt, and “fries”. You still dislike ICE CREAM!!!!!
You still can’t/won’t drink from a cup or straw. Grrr. You also drool a lot. Still. Even with your tonsils out.
You like to watch Elmo and Peppa Pig on the Ipad. You love the Ipad. I have to hide it.
You have been sleeping in your big boy bed which is both wonderful and sad (for mama).
In shirts you wear a 2T and in pants 18-24 months (still a little big).
Balls are your favorite thing, soccer balls, baseballs, basketballs, golf balls.
“Little Hippo’s New School” is your favorite book.
Your hair is starting to come in blonder and curly.
Playgrounds are your idea of heaven. If they don’t have toddler swings you get really mad.
Leaving playground results in a tantrum 75% of the time following by me having to carry you back to the car.
You hate bicycle helmets and forced teeth brushing.
When I sit on the end of the couch you like to climb on the end table and launch your body on top on my lap. While laughing. Again and again.
Sometimes you get snotty and yell “no” at least three times in succession. If you are really mad, you will toss your hat on the ground in protest.
There is zero interest in using the potty and you won’t even sit on it.
Your favorite toys are balls, sorting shape toys, and the very old 1970’s Little People Castle at my mother’s house.
You try to turn away when mom gives you kisses because you are very busy.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Angry Angry

Daycare was closed for the week for vacation. Since I took time off the week of the 4th, I didn’t want to take off again. P is in North Carolina for work. I hired a girl (aged 17) that had sat for us twice before, once went poorly, I gave her another chance, but then she did much better. Well this week didn’t go well. I instructed her the main issue is to take the children outside. It was sunny and nice. TAKE THEM OUTSIDE. She did not. For the entire three days. They basically watched movies all three days. She didn’t clean up after lunch. She gave B unlimited milk (Despite my warnings) and V unlimited soda. V gave her a very hard time. I think she knew she could run her. It’s like Caesar the dog trainer says – someone needs to be the pack leader. When there isn’t one, the other dogs will be very uneasy and try to take over. Every day when I got home, B’s diaper was soaked. He developed a terrible red burn/chap from his butt not being wiped properly. When I contacted her she listed all the places she would take them. I installed car seats in her car. Finally after much probing I called her out on and she admitted she was not comfortable driving them around. JUST SAY SO. I was angry. The very worst is how poorly behaved the kids were every night at home. Crazy, crabby, short-fused. I told her I didn’t need her on Thursday and we were done. What a disappointment.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Big Boy

Before Benny's surgery I had P move a bed into his room so I could sleep next to him and administer medication and watch for bleeds. It's not a huge room, so we moved out the changing table and I sold it. The bed is a double which it huge for little kids (his sister has one too), but wonderful for us. We can read to the kids, sleep there if need be, give it away to guests. I highly recommend it instead of a twin bed. SInce then, he has kept sleeping in the crib. At night, I've been hanging out with him in the bed until he falls asleep and moving him to the crib. Wednesday night he kept crying a lot and so I moved him to the bed and slept (haha, not really) next to him. Last night he fell asleep in the big bed, and I left him there. He slept all night! Then he opened the door and came downstairs like an adult human, quite pleased with himself. The negative is that he won't be able to sit in his crib and read until someone comes and gets him (giving mom extra sleep time).

Right now, he has a quilt from the Pottery Barn Outlet on his "big boy" bed. It's sharks. It is so so cute. I'd like find the other pieces of the set, but the outlet is over an hour away, and "who's got time for that"?

When the crib is no longer used by this baby I will be sad. It was given to us by friends - a beautiful, blonde wood Italian made Ragazzi. No one wants a drop side crib. I want P to make it into a porch swing ala Pinterest, but it probably won't happen.

Here he is eating yogurt:

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Poor sick wee man

So I have been waiting to write a long post about B's tonsilectomy. Unfortunately, again, no time to sit at the computer and work on it. Other people's posts about tonsilectomy and their children was a big help in preparing for this.

Since day 3 of the tonsilectomy recovery, B has had a cough. A bad, hacking, choking cough. 30 coughs in a row cough. Waxing and waning over the last few weeks. I've talked to Otolaryngology three times. No help. Not related. I've brought him into the primary care office urgent Saturday clinic twice. The last time, they gave him an inhaler that seemed to help. His cough was back with a vengence last week. Daycare called me to pick him early early on Tuesday (15) because he was vomiting. They thought it was due to coughing rather than an infective process and allowed him to come back the next day. The next day, he had thrown up three times while coughing and had me pick him up by 10:00. I called his primary care office and there was an appointment with his primary care MD in 30 min. did I want it? YES! I picked him up and he was a bit clingy. He ate a few goldfish and drank some water in the waiting room. When we were called back we read a Highlights magazine and he had fallen asleep on my lap. He lay on my lap and I noticed he was breathing fast. His doctor came in and listened to his respirations (double normal), his heart rate was very fast, he was lethargic and non alert. She stood him up (while sleeping) to see what his heart rate would do. He turned gray and vomited all over the floor. Without opening his eyes. She laid him flat on my lap and he was very pale. The MD told me he had to go to the ER now. By ambulance.

This was very alarming. She called for help, they picked his finger to check his glucose and got Oxygen on him. His blood pressure was low. The paramedics showed up and were very nice. They went out and got his carseat from his car (they don't have restraints that small?) and loaded him. He was fairly out of it. After that, we waited in the parking lot while they tried twice to get an IV in. Of course he screamed. The driver didn't use the siren or lights or anything. Riding in an ambulance is scary and bumpy. (disclaimer: I've been an ambulance once before, about 20 years ago after a car accident). The paramedic in the back was very nice.

We got to the ER, and they gave him more fluids, and all the usual things. He lay there like a wet rag. He had a chest X-ray, abdominal Xrays, a nasal swab. The diagnosis was appendicitis, pneumonia, or whooping cough. Chest X-rays were negative, abdominal Xrays were negative. During this time, I had NO phone battery left. Just enough to call Paul and tell him to come up later, when the decision was made to keep him or not. SO ANNOYING! While he slept, I finally ran out to the adjacent (crowded) cafeteria and grabbed a Diet Coke and some chips. They didn't have a single thing a CELIAC could eat. B drank juice and milk during this time, but just lay there pathetically. He finally spiked 102 fever so they gave him Tylenol. They gave him a breathing treatment which they absolutely hated, but helped a lot. P came up about 6:00 and brought me some food (YAY!), a phone charger and the IPAD which B was thrilled about. They were supposed to bump us up to the floor, but then ended up keeping us all night in the ER. It was a rough night with about 4 hours of broken sleep. They came back and told us that his nasal swab was positive for enterovirus/rhinovirus complex. Probably picked it up i the hospital after tonsillectomy.

They let us go home about 6:30 am. P was busy getting V ready for school and he had a doctor's apt so they could pick us up until around 9:00. I wasn't waiting that long, so we took a long taxi ride home. And then I missed the rest of the week of work.

He still has a bad cough.