Showing posts with label Real life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Real life. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Real Life

  • Over the past 10 days, Andrew has experienced vomiting, a double ear infection, a baaaaad diaper rash, and three teeth coming in at once. This kid is in rough shape.

 
 
 

  • Lauren ate two and a half bananas yesterday. She had some sliced banana with her french toast for breakfast; then, shortly after breakfast, I noticed another banana was missing and so was Lauren.  The toes sticking out of the coat closet gave her away. The stinker was eating a banana in the closet. Then, after dinner, Lauren walked into the living room chewing something. I asked her what she was eating and she said broccoli. The broccoli smelled a lot like banana and she had left the evidence right on the counter.  Are we the only parents who have to discipline their child for eating too much fruit?

  • Andrew has taken to rising at 5 am. If he is not already in bed with us, I bring him into bed hoping against hope that he'll want to snuggle back down for some more sleep. After 20 minutes of him climbing all over me and pinching my neck, I give up and get up.
  • Lauren had her own episode of throwing up on Saturday night, which led to her coming into our bedroom at midnight saying she needed to sleep with us. Andrew joined her at 3. It was crowded. And unpleasant. And anything but restful. I feel more tired now than I did after Andrew was born.
  • Last Thursday I took the kids to Target. As we were pulling out, something about the car seemed weird, and after we got onto the road, I knew something was wrong. I pulled into the closest place I could, which happened to be an Ace Hardware, and sure enough, a flat tire. I had managed to leave home without my cell phone, so I did the only thing I could: went inside and asked someone to "help" me change the tire. I helped by sitting inside the store with the kids while a nice young man changed the tire for me. That was fun.

  • Yesterday I asked Lauren if she wanted a mini-pizza for lunch (on an English muffin). She said yes, "and Andrew can have a Mickey pizza."

That's real life around here lately. What's going on with you?