Fun!

Today was full of fun. Started the day with a crafty play date with Addie, Libby, and Paige. So artistic!

Then went to the park up the street from our house to play next to the fountain. Preston LOVED the fountain and was running around it, refusing to hold mom's hand, and scraping up his knees as a result. (A sign of things to come?!)

Ended the day with a trip to watch Daddy play softball. Someone should sleep well tonight! Hopefully Preston does, too...

Hippo Pool

Went for a quick dip in Preston's tiny Hippo Pool today. Unfortunately it isn't big enough for us to get in with him. Think I may need to get something else because he only lasted 4 minutes and then wanted out. But he enjoyed those 4 minutes!

Super Star

Mom, this book is broken.

I'm a super star who only eats crackers.

Reading with Mom is fun!

Play Day With Files

Carter and Jack File came to visit this morning...great to see them and their mommy! Three boys=crazy fun!

My Lady Friend

We got to visit Ellen today...I love her! Aunt Betsy took some great pics. Here are a few highlights.

Mommy loves me!

Ellen makes me happy!I would not sit still while we were there...too much to explore!Daddy says I have guinea pig teeth. I think he is right.Ellen is checkin' out my buns.

This picture cracks me up!!

Toonces...

The Cat Who Could Drive a Car...

Shirts are optional around here when it feels like 150 degrees outside.

Happy Daddy Day!

I love Dada!

Happy Birthday, Kosi!

We went to Kosi's birthday carnival today and it was amazing! We were too busy exploring and sweating to take pictures, but did get one silly one of Preston with Mommy...

YOU try it

YOU try getting a kid amped up on roids to sit still and do a breathing treatment for 15 minutes every 4 to 6 hours...a small example of how 'active' he is at the moment.

At least he is feeling better!

Famous

Preston is famous...although instead of "construction group" I think it would be more like "demolition crew" according to what he does with his toys.

“The Elderberries” by Corey Pandolph

Sick-O

Ahh, the joys of parenthood. Yesterday was quite exciting around here. Started off with an unscheduled trip to our pediatrician's office first thing in the morning due to P wheezing, coughing, and boogering all over the place. They checked him out, said it was an ear infection, gave us a prescription for antibiotics, and sent us on our merry way.

P then really struggled to take his morning nap. When he finally slept for a while, I decided to wake him up for lunch. He was wheezing so bad that his nostrils were flaring. After a call to our favorite nurse, Erin, I called the pediatrician's office again. They told me to take him to the ER right away. WHAT??! That's what I said.

Commence panic mode.

Got to the hospital around 2:20 and didn't leave until around 5:30. LONG day of waiting, going to triage, waiting, going back to our room, waiting, seeing the doc, waiting, getting an rsv test, seeing another doc, waiting, getting a chest x-ray, waiting, getting a breathing treatment, waiting, and finally being discharged with more prescription meds to pick up (breathing treatments and steriods- he's going to be so strong!).

He has a pretty severe case of bronchiolitis (viral lung infection) and an ear infection. The problem yesterday was that his airway was pretty constricted due to inflammation. They mentioned the possibility that it could be asthma, but since his chest x-ray showed some junk, I don't think that it is asthma. They did rule out rsv and pneumonia, though, so that is good.

Lesson learned for the day: have a ziplock baggie with emergency stuff ready to go in it. Example of what I'll be making today--giant baggie with sippy cup, container of cheerios, a few diapers, wipes, and some toys. In my panic yesterday, I just grabbed him and my purse and we flew to the car. I had a few diapers, wipes, and toys, but the sippy cup and snacks would have been nice to have with us. So keep that emergency stuff in your diaper bag or a handy place so you can grab and run if needed. My bad yesterday.
P seems to be more himself today...but the roids make him a little dizzy so he is super wobbly.

Trouble in Tulsa

Road Trip!

Click on the picture below to see the whole album:

Top 5 things to do/see when you are in Tulsa for 40 hours:

5. The Oklahoma Aquarium - P absolutely LOVED every minute of this place. He wobbled all around and was squealing because he was so excited.

4. The Legacy Park Pool- First time in a pool! He enjoyed it at first, but quickly grew tired of it. I'll have to work on that one this summer.

3. Ride on Charlie's cool car with Daddy- We have to get one of these things. It is quite possibly the coolest toy on the planet. The last part of this movie shows the car. I don't understand how it works, but you don't pedal at all. It just GOES somehow!

2. Paint pictures with Charlie- First time painting and I believe we have a baby Van Gogh on our hands.

1. Eat fruit from a bowl with apples, bananas, zucchini, a giant tube of bubbles, and Diego underwear in it.

Thanks to The Stanfords for a fun-filled weekend!!

Bubbles!

Mima Ceese requested more videos today, so here is a little mix of us blowing bubbles on the front porch. Notice the red marks on his head in the part where he is wearing his green kickball shirt. The big one came from (you guessed it) playing "Catch Me"! The smaller one was there when I picked him up from daycare today, but the monster mark was from our favorite way to pass the time. Maybe we should rename the game "Bonk My Head" or "Bye-Bye Brain Cells". We are considering buying a helmet for him.

Sorry for the shaky camera work, but it is hard to hold camera, bubbles, and keep P in his chair all at the same time.

Catch Me!

Even though he tends to get injured while playing this game, I just can't seem to stop. He loves it too much!

Practice Makes Perfect?

Ok, I know they say practice makes perfect, but that doesn't seem to be true for P so far. He is falling all over the place- smacking his chin on the piano bench, hitting his face on the floor, cracking his head on his crib (there goes Princeton). I'm sure there will be many more falls, but I hate it every time!! I'm always right next to him when it happens, but I'm just not fast enough.

Boys will be boys, I guess.

Here are a few pics from the last few days. Stop taking my picture and just blow me some bubbles, Mom!

The Berndts came to see me! I love them!

Check out my fat lip and cut chin...at least I get my muscles from my dad.

Friday Afternoon

Despite having a bit of a flu bug, Preston is in good spirits today. (There was another puke incident last night at 1 AM. Good times.) Here is one of his new tricks- bringing books to me so I'll read them to him. I had to skip the book reading part as it requires both of my hands. And the last part is just of him being silly with his cup. Why do we have toys when he can just play with old Tanner's cups and be perfectly content?!

Confessions of a Bad Mom Part II

Really, Mom?

Ok, so you have already heard some of my confessions of being a bad mom on here, but I think it is time for another repentance. Yesterday was an 'off' day for me. It all started around 9AM when P and I were playing a little game of 'catch me'. Yes, the same game we were playing when he smacked his head while I was taking his picture months ago. (Hmmm-maybe we should stop playing that game?!) I was on one side of the white couch hiding while P was on the other side waiting for me to get him- giggling away. Before I could pop my head around the corner of the couch to make him laugh, I heard a sloshing noise. This smart mom had left her coffee on the tray that attaches to the couch and forgotten that P has a much better reach now that he is walking. Luckily, it was lukewarm coffee that splashed all over P, the floor, and the white couch. AWESOME way to start the day.

Fast forward to dinner time, 6:30 PM. I heated up some mashed potatoes and green beans for P and was feeding them to him. I always test to make sure it isn't too hot for his little mouth. Apparently the third bite was scorching, because as soon as it went in his mouth he started crying. I mean REALLY crying, to the point that he started choking on the food. Yes, red-faced, can't-breathe, coughing-like-mad choking. I swiftly got him out of his high chair and turned him over for a few gentle back blows. He was breathing fine then, but definitely scared. (I was NOT breathing fine and scared out of my mind!)

The final installation of this confession comes into play this morning. P cried a little at 6AM, but went back to sleep until 7. I decided that I'd go get him up at 7 when he was whining a little. (He still doesn't understand that Mommy wants to sleep in during summer!) Walked into his room and he was sitting there smiling at me- but MY GOD THE SMELL!!! It was enough to melt your nose hairs. He had puked ALL over his bed and was just sitting there grinning at me. I'll kindly spare you the details, but I'm pretty sure he had spewed last night and slept on it till morning. We threw the sheets away because it was so bad. We never heard him cry last night, but I felt terrible for not going to check on him at 6AM when he was crying the first time. (Even though I'm sure he had gotten sick long before that.) I explained to him that it is ok to cry louder so Mommy knows she needs to come clean the barf out of your hair...and ears...and toes.

We'll start fresh tomorrow, right??

I still love you, Mom!

Let's play 'catch me' again!!

W.W.I.

No, he is NOT Walking While Intoxicated. I swear he only drinks milk and water, no booze! But he does seem to walk a little like Maggie Simpson.