Ladykiller, thy name is Samson
Seriously. I show up at school yesterday and Miss Becca pulls me aside.
Sam has a new girlfriend. We've caught her trying to kiss him several times in the last couple days. She scoots her lunch chair literally right next to his and when we try to move her back to her spot she says "I NEED to be by him. I BELONG there!"
This makes girl number 3 since he's started at this school last August. First it was K, a shy quiet little wisp of a girl that befriended him on his first play date at the school the week before he started there full time. Then K moved to the 3 yr old room.
Next was "Wizbeth", an adorable girl with curly black hair, one day when Chad dropped him off, she ran up to him and asked if Sam was her boyfriend. Then she moved on to the next room.
Lately he has been talking about "Evwin" a lot. Last week he told me how someone knocked her over on the playground and he went to help her get up and then he fell over and that's why the knees of his pants got wet. So chivalrous!
And now this girl, it seems, has to claws in my little man. Apparently they have "double dates" with "another couple" - another boy and girl that are buddies, the four of them go and sit at the lunch tables and talk. Can't you just picture it? Hilarious!!
Miss Becca also told me that Sam had gotten hit in the ear and was worried because she saw some red in his ear. That happens to be the infected ear so I assured her that was there already. I asked Sam later what happened and he said that "Evwin" had hit him in the ear.
But it was on accident! We were dancing.
I also asked him about the kissing. And reminded him that we shouldn't be kissing girls at school.
But Evwin always tries to kiss me, but I don't try to kiss her back!!! Complete with the Italian hand gesture for effect.
Dancing...double dates at the lunch table.....I did send him to a church pre-school right? Seems oddly reminiscent of 8th grade to me.
*I have to point out that sticking with one girl exclusively for a period of time is not shocking given the early years he had with a nanny and KK. I'm sure forging a spend every moment relationship with a little girl at school just feels very natural and normal. He does have friends that are boys too, he talks about them often and there are several that are his "best friends too".
Friday, April 27, 2012
Monday, April 23, 2012
Perforated Eardrum & Full o' Crap
I tell you, the fun never ends in the Sellers household!!
Took both boys in to the Dr this morning for lingering issues. Sam has had all sorts of nastiness coming out his ear ever since our CA trip. Gavin has had stomach pain on and off all school year, but it's been much worse as of late. Last week I called to make an appt when I could bring them both at the same time (as our dr's office is half an hour away), and he was out last week so we had to wait until today.
Sam - perforated eardrum and a nasty infection still brewing back there. No shock on that one. His hearing has been a lot worse lately (lots of what? what mommy? what?). "What?" may be more annoying than "Why?" Maybe. So ear drops and antibiotics that I am going to have to bribe him to take are in order there.
Gavin - tummy was sore upon physical exam, so off to radiology we went. He got an x-ray of his tummy, and then I grabbed lunch for the boys at the cafe stand in the atrium
When did hospital food get so delicious? Boys had chef salads and they were awesome and I had a hummus wrap which was totally awesome. And yes, my kids choose salads for lunch of their own free will. She shoots....she scores!!
I kind a knew when I was looking at the x ray in radiology (the radiologist was so nice and showed it to Sam and Gavin and explained what all the bones were). But back at the dr's office, he explained that his system was all sorts of backed up. So he is starting him on Miralax and hopefully this will work.
Poor Gavie, we talked about it on the way to school and he said he was a little scared. You're just going to poop more than usual, I said. He asked if it was because he eats too much. No way!! I assured him it's nothing he did and that these things just happen sometime, and that it's even more important that he is drinking lots of water and making sure he goes when he needs to. He stressed that they only get one bathroom pass a day (in addition to plenty of regularly scheduled bathroom breaks), but I emailed his teacher and explained the situation and she is going to let him know that it's ok to go more often if he needs to.
So that's the latest in our house.
Took both boys in to the Dr this morning for lingering issues. Sam has had all sorts of nastiness coming out his ear ever since our CA trip. Gavin has had stomach pain on and off all school year, but it's been much worse as of late. Last week I called to make an appt when I could bring them both at the same time (as our dr's office is half an hour away), and he was out last week so we had to wait until today.
Sam - perforated eardrum and a nasty infection still brewing back there. No shock on that one. His hearing has been a lot worse lately (lots of what? what mommy? what?). "What?" may be more annoying than "Why?" Maybe. So ear drops and antibiotics that I am going to have to bribe him to take are in order there.
Gavin - tummy was sore upon physical exam, so off to radiology we went. He got an x-ray of his tummy, and then I grabbed lunch for the boys at the cafe stand in the atrium
When did hospital food get so delicious? Boys had chef salads and they were awesome and I had a hummus wrap which was totally awesome. And yes, my kids choose salads for lunch of their own free will. She shoots....she scores!!
I kind a knew when I was looking at the x ray in radiology (the radiologist was so nice and showed it to Sam and Gavin and explained what all the bones were). But back at the dr's office, he explained that his system was all sorts of backed up. So he is starting him on Miralax and hopefully this will work.
Poor Gavie, we talked about it on the way to school and he said he was a little scared. You're just going to poop more than usual, I said. He asked if it was because he eats too much. No way!! I assured him it's nothing he did and that these things just happen sometime, and that it's even more important that he is drinking lots of water and making sure he goes when he needs to. He stressed that they only get one bathroom pass a day (in addition to plenty of regularly scheduled bathroom breaks), but I emailed his teacher and explained the situation and she is going to let him know that it's ok to go more often if he needs to.
So that's the latest in our house.
Friday, April 20, 2012
Glimpses of Good
It's so easy to focus on the negative or the hard stuff when it comes to parenting, but I think it's so important to recognize and appreciate when you catch kids in the act of doing something really good - above and beyond what is expected.
Last night as Gavin was finishing up his homework at the counter, Sam came and dumped his wagon of lego's at the base of the stool he was sitting at and walked away. Refused to clean it up. If you have any inkling of the state of my house on any given day, it would not surprise you that at 9 pm at night, I was perfectly happy to let the blocks stay there and go on with getting the kids to sleep.
Right after Gav finished up his homework, he bent down and starting picking up the blocks. It wasn't his mess, and we generally don't ask him to pick up after Sam. I told him not to worry about it, that he didn't need to do that, and he kept doing it, so I went to help him. Of course, Sam saw the attention Gavin received for good behavior and came over to help finish picking up.
I snuck Gav a dollar bill as a thank you. But it was worth a million bucks to me to catch him in the act of doing something just to be helpful (he's never been rewarded with money for doing something like this before - so that wasn't the motivation!).
Last night as Gavin was finishing up his homework at the counter, Sam came and dumped his wagon of lego's at the base of the stool he was sitting at and walked away. Refused to clean it up. If you have any inkling of the state of my house on any given day, it would not surprise you that at 9 pm at night, I was perfectly happy to let the blocks stay there and go on with getting the kids to sleep.
Right after Gav finished up his homework, he bent down and starting picking up the blocks. It wasn't his mess, and we generally don't ask him to pick up after Sam. I told him not to worry about it, that he didn't need to do that, and he kept doing it, so I went to help him. Of course, Sam saw the attention Gavin received for good behavior and came over to help finish picking up.
I snuck Gav a dollar bill as a thank you. But it was worth a million bucks to me to catch him in the act of doing something just to be helpful (he's never been rewarded with money for doing something like this before - so that wasn't the motivation!).
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Samversations
Not cute, Gavin....NOT.....CUTE admonishing Gavin for silly behavior
I'm going to punch you in the banana maker! one night after handing him a banana
Can I touch his fore-noggin? on meeting new cousin Thatcher for the first time and wanting to touch every.single body part
after coming in from playing outside, I gave him the run down: wash hands, play while mommy makes dinner, etc Mommy, you're mean! You always have to tell me everything and you're MEAN!! That's it. End of story.
Mommy, mommy! Can I tell you a question? this is constant. The kid doesn't stop asking questions....
Why do cats have ears on the tops of their heads, and we have ears on the side of our heads? good question, Sam. Unfortunately, "I don't know" never works. Neither does "that's just how it is".
As the questions continue and I say "ok, Sam, enough with the questions!"
Mommy! Just one word ok? ok, Sam......which leads right into one more question which he doesn't let me answer with "just one word"
Love him. But he is exhausting!
I'm going to punch you in the banana maker! one night after handing him a banana
Can I touch his fore-noggin? on meeting new cousin Thatcher for the first time and wanting to touch every.single body part
after coming in from playing outside, I gave him the run down: wash hands, play while mommy makes dinner, etc Mommy, you're mean! You always have to tell me everything and you're MEAN!! That's it. End of story.
Mommy, mommy! Can I tell you a question? this is constant. The kid doesn't stop asking questions....
Why do cats have ears on the tops of their heads, and we have ears on the side of our heads? good question, Sam. Unfortunately, "I don't know" never works. Neither does "that's just how it is".
As the questions continue and I say "ok, Sam, enough with the questions!"
Mommy! Just one word ok? ok, Sam......which leads right into one more question which he doesn't let me answer with "just one word"
Love him. But he is exhausting!
Monday, April 16, 2012
California Spring Break Trip Day 0
We didn't get off to a good start for our spring break trip this year. In fact, the weather was the first thing that started going wrong when I started looking at the LA forecast a few days before we were to leave.
We had been experiencing gorgeous and unseasonably warm weather for March in Iowa - sunny, 70's, not too humid or windy. Meanwhile, LA was gearing up for the "worst storm of the winter". The weekend forecast called for 50's and rainy, with highs in the low 60's the rest of the week.
Friday morning, around 3 in the morning, Sam's head felt warm. He had been perfectly fine the evening before, playing outside and taking a walk, but we had noticed he seemed overly "dozy" and zoned out when it was time to wind down. I took his temp. 104. Crap!
I had taken the day off to pack and get organized, our flight not leaving til 6 pm. So I hadn't done much in the way of getting ready to go the night before. I have all day, right? Famous last words.
I went to the gym early to try to get a long run in. I had injured my calf earlier in the week, but still wanted to try it. It was a zillion degrees in the gym and humid and I just couldn't get into it. Plus I was worried about Sam. I checked my phone and had a text "Sam is really sick. Come home".
I got home, and took Sam to the walk in clinic after I wasn't able to get him in at our pediatrician. They said it was probably the flu, but swabbed the poor kid for strep and checked his ears. Infection. Antibiotics.
Got home, Sam wouldn't take any kind of medicine. The dr suggested zyrtec to try to clear him out before getting on the plane, but he wasn't having any of that. I only got one dose of ibuprofen in him as well, but that wore off well before the flight.
Then I had to stop by target - we picked up a few things to entertain the kids on the flights. Then we were off to the vet to pick up Meatball's vaccination records so that we could board him. Only to find out that his vaccines were not up to date! Last time he had been there, he was being treated for an infection and they didn't want to have the two drugs in his system at the same time. You can't board a pet without current vaccines.
We quickly got an appt for 2:45.
Back to the house. Eat quick, Sam fell asleep, and I packed frantically. I had an appt at 1:45 with my sports dr about my calf. Went there, came home, Sam woke up, loaded him and the cat up and ran to the vet. They were backed up. Waited, waited, and I start to feel mass panic set in. I'm very scheduled. When things are not running on time, and I have more things lined up behind it I start to get major anxiety. We're not going to make the plane!!!
Finally the vet comes in at 3:05 (I figure I have to be out by 3:15 to get the cat to the boarders, get home, get the van loaded, and be headed to the airport by 4). Since he had recently been there she agreed she didn't have to do an exam, they gave him shot and we were on our way. Phew.
Dropped him off at the kennels and called in a sandwich order to Jimmy Johns to pick up on the way to the airport.
Got home right as Gav is getting off the bus. Cram a snack down his throat. Throw everything in the car. Harass Chad that it's time to leave. My voice is getting shrill.
Finally we were on the road, drive through JJ's, grab our sandwiches and make it to the airport by 5. Check in went smoothly except my stupid suitcase was 51.5 lbs. I thought I could just pay for it being overweight, but no, they made me take stuff out! We stuffed a couple items in our carry on backpacks and went on our way. There was no security line (love that about the DSM airport!) and we made it through and sat and ate our sandwiches before getting on the plane.
First flight was a quick hop over to Chicago. I think Sam sat with Chad and he fell asleep. Once in Chicago we had a bit of a layover. Sam woke up, and we played "keep the 3 yr old entertained on a layover". It involved stroller rides around the terminal and stopping to buy chocolates for everyone.
The flight from Chicago to LA was rough. Sam slept on and off and when he wasn't sleeping he was very unhappy and uncomfortable. No doubt his ears and the fact that his fever was 104 and he wouldn't take anything to feel better. We made it to LA, grabbed our luggage and got on a shuttle to the rental car station. Chad waited in the longest line of people ever, and we finally got our car. Both kids were awake at this point, I bought them vending machine snacks to keep them entertained/happy while Chad waited in line. Thank goodness for the little umbrella stroller that I decided to take last minute, Sam spent a lot of time in it!
We drove to my dad's and got there after 1 am CA time. At this point I had pretty much been up 24 hours, as I hadn't slept much since Sam woke with his fever at 3 am. We crashed quickly.
To be continued.......Day 1 - Chad gets sick
We had been experiencing gorgeous and unseasonably warm weather for March in Iowa - sunny, 70's, not too humid or windy. Meanwhile, LA was gearing up for the "worst storm of the winter". The weekend forecast called for 50's and rainy, with highs in the low 60's the rest of the week.
Friday morning, around 3 in the morning, Sam's head felt warm. He had been perfectly fine the evening before, playing outside and taking a walk, but we had noticed he seemed overly "dozy" and zoned out when it was time to wind down. I took his temp. 104. Crap!
I had taken the day off to pack and get organized, our flight not leaving til 6 pm. So I hadn't done much in the way of getting ready to go the night before. I have all day, right? Famous last words.
I went to the gym early to try to get a long run in. I had injured my calf earlier in the week, but still wanted to try it. It was a zillion degrees in the gym and humid and I just couldn't get into it. Plus I was worried about Sam. I checked my phone and had a text "Sam is really sick. Come home".
I got home, and took Sam to the walk in clinic after I wasn't able to get him in at our pediatrician. They said it was probably the flu, but swabbed the poor kid for strep and checked his ears. Infection. Antibiotics.
Got home, Sam wouldn't take any kind of medicine. The dr suggested zyrtec to try to clear him out before getting on the plane, but he wasn't having any of that. I only got one dose of ibuprofen in him as well, but that wore off well before the flight.
Then I had to stop by target - we picked up a few things to entertain the kids on the flights. Then we were off to the vet to pick up Meatball's vaccination records so that we could board him. Only to find out that his vaccines were not up to date! Last time he had been there, he was being treated for an infection and they didn't want to have the two drugs in his system at the same time. You can't board a pet without current vaccines.
We quickly got an appt for 2:45.
Back to the house. Eat quick, Sam fell asleep, and I packed frantically. I had an appt at 1:45 with my sports dr about my calf. Went there, came home, Sam woke up, loaded him and the cat up and ran to the vet. They were backed up. Waited, waited, and I start to feel mass panic set in. I'm very scheduled. When things are not running on time, and I have more things lined up behind it I start to get major anxiety. We're not going to make the plane!!!
Finally the vet comes in at 3:05 (I figure I have to be out by 3:15 to get the cat to the boarders, get home, get the van loaded, and be headed to the airport by 4). Since he had recently been there she agreed she didn't have to do an exam, they gave him shot and we were on our way. Phew.
Dropped him off at the kennels and called in a sandwich order to Jimmy Johns to pick up on the way to the airport.
Got home right as Gav is getting off the bus. Cram a snack down his throat. Throw everything in the car. Harass Chad that it's time to leave. My voice is getting shrill.
Finally we were on the road, drive through JJ's, grab our sandwiches and make it to the airport by 5. Check in went smoothly except my stupid suitcase was 51.5 lbs. I thought I could just pay for it being overweight, but no, they made me take stuff out! We stuffed a couple items in our carry on backpacks and went on our way. There was no security line (love that about the DSM airport!) and we made it through and sat and ate our sandwiches before getting on the plane.
First flight was a quick hop over to Chicago. I think Sam sat with Chad and he fell asleep. Once in Chicago we had a bit of a layover. Sam woke up, and we played "keep the 3 yr old entertained on a layover". It involved stroller rides around the terminal and stopping to buy chocolates for everyone.
The flight from Chicago to LA was rough. Sam slept on and off and when he wasn't sleeping he was very unhappy and uncomfortable. No doubt his ears and the fact that his fever was 104 and he wouldn't take anything to feel better. We made it to LA, grabbed our luggage and got on a shuttle to the rental car station. Chad waited in the longest line of people ever, and we finally got our car. Both kids were awake at this point, I bought them vending machine snacks to keep them entertained/happy while Chad waited in line. Thank goodness for the little umbrella stroller that I decided to take last minute, Sam spent a lot of time in it!
We drove to my dad's and got there after 1 am CA time. At this point I had pretty much been up 24 hours, as I hadn't slept much since Sam woke with his fever at 3 am. We crashed quickly.
To be continued.......Day 1 - Chad gets sick
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