11.8.2007 | 6:34 pm | Everyday Life
C is into playing games on the computer. He has excellent dexterity with the mouse. I prefer for him to use his computer that has “learning” games on it - alphabet, numbers, phonics, etc., but sometimes, he likes to play on my computer.
C’s favorite game on my computer is Bejeweled
I have tried to teach him how to play the game, but he got frustrated with me and I wasn’t able to describe how to play in terms that he easily understood. Therefore, I showed C that on the side bar of the game, he could click on “hint” and the computer would show him where a move was to be made. C was thrilled!!! He didn’t need mommy and could exert his independence with the “grown up” computer.
The only downside to the “hint” button is that each time you click on it, your points that you have accumulated in playing the game, go down. Here are some of C’s comments while playing the game - I had been playing the game - this is why his initial point accumulation was so high - then when he wanted to play, I unloaded the dishwasher while listening to him…
C: “I won!” (he got the gems to move and won more points)
C: “Look at my points - 485!” (said as 4-8-5 … he hasn’t yet learned about hundreds, thousands, millions, etc.)
C: “Wow! I’m winning! I’ve got 327 points!” (said as 3-2-7)
(after awhile of this continuing…)
C: “I’ve got 1-3-7 points!” (said with lots of enthusiasm)
C: “I’ve got 9-8 points. This game is so much fun!”
C left the computer after Daddy got home and I sat down to experiment. As it turns out, when you get to zero points, you can still play the game and earn points and click on “hint.” So, he can play endlessly.
One day I will have to show him this post when he fully understands numbers!
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11.8.2007 | 1:55 pm | Everyday Life
C has another loose tooth that has the big tooth coming in behind it - on the tongue side of his loose tooth. It is quite wiggly. I wonder how long it will take for this one to come out!
J and I just got home from the doctor’s office. I have an ear infection, bronchitis and got a shot of steroids to help my lungs. J was still wheezing after me giving him a breathing treatment this morning (I gave him a breathing treatment after dropping off C at school yesterday morning and then another breathing treatment last night about an hour before bedtime). J has bronchitis and an ear infection as well. To top off our yuckiness, we both have pink eye. As if coughing up lungs weren’t enough, now we can’t even rub our eyes - and that is hard when you are coughing/crying/excessively blowing your nose! I guess we will keep the water-free hand sanitizer nearby.
I made the horrible call a moment ago - to tell Margaret that I won’t be able to attend Girls’ Night Out that is this evening. B did tell me that I could rest in bed while he took care of the kids after I told him about my doctor’s appt. - but then, after hearing about the results from J’s appt. changed his comment to “I think I’ll avoid you and J this evening.” Not sure how tonight will go. I’m sure it will be fine. B always takes good care of all of us. Thank you, B!
The doctor told me that J is definitely not going to preschool tomorrow. I’m supposed to help C’s classmates paint their Thanksgiving vests in the morning. I was scheduled for this past Monday, but traded with another Mom for this Friday since C and I were so sick - J went to school, I wonder if this made him tired and aided in the relapse… He wasn’t running a fever like C was, but… hind-sight is always 20/20. I have made a call regarding tomorrow morning and we’ll see. The doctor told me that I’m only contagious if I touch my eye, but I’m coughing like crazy. I told the room Mom and I’m willing to chance it if she is.
Do you think November can be like the month of March - “In like a lion, out like a lamb?” If so, there should be smooth sailing days ahead of me and the boys. B - did you ever get your flu shot?
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11.8.2007 | 1:42 pm | Everyday Life
Night before last, J had a very hard time sleeping. I got up with him about 6 or 7 times. J kept wanting me to hold him and rock him. This is not usual. C has always been my cuddle child. I know J is feeling really bad when he wants to cuddle!
The next morning, B asked me, “Baby, why did you sleep on the couch?” I told him about J and that one of the times that J was crying out for me, I went in J’s room and asked, “What’s that matter?”
J replied, “I wet my bed and want to sleep in your bed.”
Mommy, “You were awake (I had been in there not 5 minutes earlier) and intentionally wet your bed?!”
J: “Yea. I want in your bed.”
Mommy: “No, you don’t sleep in my bed. Since you wet your bed on purpose, I’m not changing your sheets. You can sleep on the other side of your bed.”
I went on to change his clothes (and changed his bedsheets the next day), but I knew that this intelligent, devious child would do it again and again if I gave in and let him sleep with me and Daddy.
(I’m already starting to have a problem with C. He has learned that the “timer” as he calls it, makes my side of the bed warm and he wants to rest in our bed for rest time. This morning C told me that he wanted a “timer” on his bed that would make his sheets warm. Sweet C, I had to wait until I was a grownup to get an electric blanket. You can get one when you are grown up, too.)
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11.7.2007 | 12:42 pm | Everyday Life
J stayed home from preschool with me today. He is still not over his cold, or the cold came back on him. Poor fella. After getting back home from dropping off C at school, I gave J a breathing treatment. Oh the gunk that J started coughing up! He appears to be breathing easier now.
For lunch J went to the refrigerator and pointed to the eggs. He loves scrambled eggs - breakfast, lunch and dinner. While I was making his scrambled egg,
I asked J, “Where do eggs come from?”
J replied, “Walmart!”
Mommy, “No, who makes the eggs?”
J, “Captains”
Mommy, “Captains? What Captains?”
J, “The Captains at Walmart smush the white stuff and then make it in a ball and then put the yolk in it and then tape it together.”
Mommy, “I don’t see any tape on this egg.”
J, “Weeeeellll, they crack it and put the yolk in it.”
Mommy, “This egg doesn’t have a crack in it.”
J (getting tired of waiting for his scrambled egg), “This egg has a crack in it where they put the yolk in it (there was a cracked egg in the carton).
Mommy (can’t argue with some of his logic…), “Eat your egg and then we’ll go pick up C from school.”
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11.6.2007 | 12:55 pm | Everyday Life
We are doomed! C has learned about the magazines that are starting to show up with all the advertisements for children’s toys for Christmas presents. Unfortunately C is very smart and is showing them all to J.
This morning C was looking at a magazine while sitting on the kitchen floor. C was circling items that he wanted with a marker and J found a crayon and started circling items as well. It was funny listening to their conversation. At one point on a page, C told J, “That’s not a girly toy. It is just a girl playing with it in the picture.” (and C went on to circle the picture…)
B and I keep telling C and J that just because they circle an item, doesn’t mean that they will receive it from us or Santa (or Grandparents, etc.). Therefore, C has taken to saying, “I want that for my birthday.” I guess he thinks that whatever he doesn’t get for Christmas, he might get it for his birthday.
Think again, kid!
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11.5.2007 | 5:09 am | Everyday Life
Couldn’t think of a better - or more accurate - title of this blog.
Sweet J brought home a cold last week. He missed Wednesday and Friday of preschool. Now C and I have the cold (no preschool for C on Monday - J can go. Won’t be too difficult on me being sick with just C at home). Although I really couldn’t say that it is a “cold.” I have a 101 degree fever with peeling lips from them being so chapped, a throat that is on fire and lungs that wouldn’t hurt anymore than they already do if I ripped them out of my chest with my hands. (If my rib cage wasn’t in the way, I might actually do this.)
I have been up since 3:30. I guess my medicine wore off. Anyway the dishwasher is going and the kitchen table and counters are clean. B always tells me that he knows when I am sick because I over-compensate for feeling bad. This was evident when B came home last night from going to Walgreens with C and found me cleaning bathrooms. Let me tell you about C and their trip to Walgreens…
C had been complaining on Saturday that his left ear was hurting. He has had a low grade fever, but since I am feeling some of what he is feeling, I went on gut instinct and found some prescription (albeit expired) ear pain drops and put several in his ear. They worked and he started feeling better. Sunday C said that his left ear felt better, but kept tugging and messing with his right ear. I called the doctor and got an updated order for the same ear drops. C begged to go to Walgreens with Daddy, so B took him with him to get the drops. On the way home, C told B, “my ear feels much better!” This would have been fine - IF B HAD PUT DROPS IN C’S EAR!!!!! Maybe it was just the change in air pressure - from the house to the car or maybe some fresh air or change of scenery - or maybe it was the orange tic tacs that B got for C at Walgreens. Hey B - let’s try orange tic tacs next time… it would be less expensive!
While B and C were at Walgreens on Sunday evening, J and I made brownies. Yes, this is my “comfort food” and was my only meal on Sunday. However, since I couldn’t really taste the brownies, they were more of a treat for the boys.
B is such a wonderful husband. I would clone him if I could and share his goodness with the world - nah, no I wouldn’t. Everybody can just be envious of me. (See - I really do feel yucky!)
I had to go to church on Sunday morning to play handbells with my group in both church services. The first service went great. The second service - not so well. I don’t want to talk about that.
(Also, while I was at church, I got a substitute teacher for 3 year old choir to take my place. There was no way I was going to be able to be in 3 year old choir Sunday night!)
B kept the kids at home while I was at church. I brought home lunch for B and the boys - I had already thrown up Sunday morning and didn’t want anything for myself. While the kids ate, I went back to bed. I had been up a large part of Saturday night/Sunday a.m. - even got to watch the time change on the cable box (1:59 to 1:00). For part of the darkness I was sitting on the couch in the living room crying in my physical misery. One perk - it opened up my nose enough to blow it quite well.
B got me up Sunday afternoon around 3 because the boys were getting to be too much - they wanted their “Mommy time.” This mommy only wanted her mommy. I called my mom yesterday afternoon just to get some verbal TLC. My skin hurts and having the kids snuggle next to me or sit on me/my lap was torture. (Just a thought - the common cold is one of the best biological weapons and it is here!) However, I understood that as much as I wanted my mommy to take care of me, that is how much - an possibly more since they are young - they wanted me. I tried, I really did, to be as accommodating to them as possible. Thank you B for taking the brunt of parental responsibility while I am under the weather (whatever that phrase means - All I can think of is “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.” That would describe Sunday more than “under the weather.”) and for getting the kids to clean up their toys. Having an organized home makes me feel lots better - knowing that I don’t have as much to do.
Now that the kitchen is cleaned, I am going to sit on the couch some more under MY (although this fact is strongly contested among the members of my family) blue crocheted blanket (that I made) with a cup of hot chocolate (made with my homemade delicious mix- this is the time that I really appreciate my instant hot water dispenser on my sink) and wallow in my continued misery until the kids awaken. Yes, I know I’m whining. Sunday evening I ironed B’s pants for him to wear on Monday to work and another pair for him to wear on Tuesday. The kids have clean clothes as well and the bathrooms are clean from germs. I’m entitled to whine a bit!
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