A story in pictures

the little dude early last week before I knew he had more than a cold

Waiting patiently for the doctor, watching daddy play a Rubix cube

us on date night trying to get a little time apart from C

this morning, choosing to sit quietly on this stool for a time-out for almost an hour b/c he refused his medicine.  I've finally decided to take a new tact--disguising it in grape juice b/c the fighting just isn't worth it!

Frustrated

That's the best word to describe things around here.  I can't really remember what I've blogged about or not b/c I'm too frustrated and consumed with my frustrations to do something sensible like go back and read what I wrote.  So if some of this is repetitive--deal.  As I know I mentioned before we are having A LOT of trouble getting C to take his medicine.  Then Scott dropped the more hated medicine into the dishwater Sun. afternoon.  We had to wait until yesterday to get the doctor to write a new Rx for it.  I go to pick it up yesterday and they are almost all out of it, so they make a less strong version for us and then I have to go pick up the rest tomorrow.  Do you understand the implications of this?  C has to take twice the amount of the less strong version to get the needed dosing.  3 tsp two times a day on top of the other medicine 1.5 tsp twice a day.  If I thought getting him to swallow the orginal 1.5 tsp was hard, 3 tsp is more than twice as hard.  He clenches his teeth and won't open up or he will try any other such antic not to take the medicine.  Medicine time can drag up to times of 20 minutes (like this morning).  What worked last night didn't work this morning, so it was crazy frustrating.  It ended in lots of tears and vomiting.  Fab.u.lous.  We are leaving the house today or I might spontaneously combust, igniting our poorly wired home into a burning inferno.  Happy thoughts!

Diagnosis: Impetigo

That's right, little man has it.  He doesn't have the really scary, creepy kind that the internet shows you, but a much more subdued kind on the inside tip of his nose which has spread a bit to his skin between his nose and lip.  The doctor thinks a spot on his finger and bum is related as well (so something internal is going on as well). I almost didn't take him to the doctor this morning, but I'm so glad I did.  He's supposed to be taking two liquid antibiotics for it, and he won't.  So frustrating. He actually took them tonight, choked/coughed on the last sip and spit most of it back up.  Not sure how you get better if you won't/can't take the medicine.  So frustrating. 
Scott and I had a date night planned tonight, and had to find a different sitter at 11 am today b/c we were going to share a sitter, but impetigo is contagious, so we couldn't expose C to another kid.  I thought for sure we were going to have to cancel, but our little sitter came through.  C was quite excited she was coming to play with him.  He seems like he's feeling fine despite the nasty staph or strep virus living on his skin.  Scott and I are just crossing our figures we don't come down with it.  Scott has had a skin strep infection before, so he's probably got more to worry about.  So a few more days of me and C just playing together w/no other people to vary our time together.  The doctor says he won't be contagious by Monday, and said if he went to preschool/daycare he could return.  That seems sooo quick to me. 

At a loss

If you had asked me 2 weeks ago if C was potty trained, I would have said yes.  If you asked me today, I would say not really.  We've been having about 1 accident a day for the last week or so, and last night he pooped in his pants (other than during sleep since the first time since we finally got him to poop on the potty).  What the heck is going on?  C doesn't really like the whole stopping to go potty.  It makes him angry.  I'm not sure how to deal with this aspect b/c this is what makes him have accidents.

In other news, I'm bored out of my mind.  I've mostly been homebound since Sunday afternoon between me and C being sick.  I feel fine, and would like to get out, but beyond running errands, I don't want to share C's germs.  The poor hair stylist (whom I have never met) will likely get her ear talked off tonight when she cuts my hair.  No idea what I'm having done with my hair.  If I could lose 10 more pounds I would chop it all off really short, but I don't want to go to Argentina w/o the ability to pull it back.   

Oh, and just a note about the weather.  What is up.  Beautiful yesterday afternoon.  I go for a run in the evening (whole other tedious story), and I feel like I'm going to be blown away like an umbrella.  Today it's cloudy and crzy windy.  The wind ripped our storm door open last night (early morning) and then slammed it shut.  It woke me up, and I was freaked out until I figured what it was.  I opened the door and pulled it closed to discover the wind had taken my wreath and wreath hanger right off.  No idea if I'll find it today.  I have decided that the weather is like a menopausal woman.  She just can't decide what the hell she wants, and there's no use reasoning with her.  So dear Earth, please take your estrogen or progesterone and lets get back to the warm weather.  Thanks.

Last week

We've had a lot of busy weeks it's seemed, and last week was no exception.

We ended our week spending a little time at Chuck E Cheese celebrating two cute little guys' birthdays from my mom's group.  C did pretty well there.  He burned through his $5 worth of tokens in about 30-40 minutes, but he was still pretty content to just play the games w/o really playing them.

  One of his favorites was this virtual ride (sometimes a roller coaster, sometimes a jet pack, and then a third option I can't remember).

I got to spend the whole day Saturday shopping with 5 other ladies at the outlets in Tuscola.  It was a lot of fun.  We laughed way more than was probably appropriate, ate way more than appropriate, and I won't even comment on the spending.  It was my first time ever doing a whole day shopping adventure like this, and I was exhausted by the time I got home at almost 9 pm that night (we'd left at 8:30 in the morning). 

the candy at Flesor's Candy Kitchen--yummy! 

Ready to indulge in their yummy food and phosphates (soda fountain drinks)



I had a cherry coke and a vanilla coke (I have only had 3-4 sodas in the last 3 months).  They tasted good.

On our way back home (first a stop for dinner though)

back in the cheap seats

Sunny Day

C and I spent some time outside after lunch today.  Little man could spend A LOT of time outside.  He's so glad it's warm outside.

I'm still feeling a bit under the weather, and he's a little bit snotty, so we stayed home today except for a quick trip to the post office. 

this is becoming our standard "cheese" face I think

climbing onto his dump truck

the dogs enjoying the weather

scooping into his front loader

Using a much too large shovel to dump into a tiny receptacle

Ring around the rosy

Just so you know...

When C sings ring around the rosy,  "ashes to ashes" sounds a lot more like "asses to asses." 

Picture Parade

tower of legos from a couple of weeks ago.  do you love the belly shirt.  yeah. we need some new shirts, but it was pulled up, too.

 some wild hair

playing at the park a couple of weeks ago.

today.  this looks says it all. little man decided to pee in his pants this morning after not having had an accident in over 2 weeks.  What the heck is that about.  Otherwise he's been a little doll. He was posing with his lunchbox.

C has been loving watching the old Disney movies we get from netflix or family video.  it's fun to watch them through his eyes.  He especially loved the Jungle Book and the song The Bear Necessities.  He has a book that has a bunch of the old animals from Disney movies, so he was already familiar with some of the characters.  I think he's seen all the movies represented in his book now except Dumbo.

Back in the swing of things

Our internet is up and running, but I need to get back to taking some pictures.  Sorry about that. 

Here are some occurences in our blogging absence.

Favorite quote of C's:

(lying in bed talking while Daddy was putting tucking him in) "I like donuts.  I love you daddy."  They weren't discussing donuts at all prior to this statement.

C loves to tell a joke his Uncle Dave told a few weeks ago.  "What's brown and sticky?  A stick"

He's really experimenting with his sense of humor and trying to be funny and clever in what he says.

Two nights ago he told us he was "eating well." This cracked me up that he used proper grammar.

He attended his second b-day party yesterday and did better than I expected.  Then we went out to eat at a Mexican restaurant and he was perfect.  It's been a very fun weekend with the nice weather.  We've spent a lot of time outside and have loved it.

I'm sure I'm forgetting tons of things.  I will have to get back in the habit of blogging.