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It is hard to get anything done when you have to take naps and go to bed at 8 PM.

i could have been an interrogator in the Bush administration

I think I just waterboarded my son.
He broke open one of those stupid glow-in-the-dark necklaces which you snap to activate the glowing goop inside. Then he rubbed his eye and the screaming began. After I rang poison control, the guy said we have to put him in the tub with warm water and for 15 - 20 minutes, pour warm water over the bridge of his nose to wash the oily substance from his eyes. If he were to rub his eyes, he could scratch his cornea.
My kid screams when he gets his hair washed. This time he screamed bloody murder.
Aaron held him while I poured the water over him, sometimes just pouring it over his whole head when he wouldn't hold still long enough. When we finally let him get out of the tub, he told me that he didn't like me. Poor kid. An hour later poison control called back to check on him and by then, he was doing much better. His eyes were a little red from all the foreign liquid he had in his eye, but he didn't seem to be bothered by his eyes any longer. I just hope that we got all of it out and that he is still okay come tomorrow morning.

happy halloween

Let me tell you about our day...

M. woke up and couldn't open his eyes
then screamed when I gave him eye drops (which did help)

I am bleeding again...always a great discovery when you
are finishing up the first trimester of pregnancy.

How many times can a kid spill his yogurt? I've found evidence of it
just about everywhere today.

When M. finally went down for a nap I decided to get in the shower (I am not going to tell you how long ago my last shower was, but my mom did ask if I was planning on going as a hobo for Halloween). Our house has a boiler system to run the radiant heat and hot water. Apparently it broke because there was no hot water.

M. stuffed so much food in his mouth at dinner that he threw up (he had to eat all of his dinner before he could go trick-or-treating) which I caught in my hands. I am surprised that didn't make me puke.

While trick-or-treating, M. told a neighbor that he is big.

$170 later, the broken ignition system is fixed on the boiler and I can take a shower (and maybe wash some dishes). It is already 9 PM and definitely past my bedtime.

Happy Halloween!

unintended party favor

Today we visited the urgent care to see what is wrong with M. Turns out he has strep throat. We had our whole family over last night...hope no one else caught it.
=(

happy 3rd birthday!

We had a costume party for M.'s third birthday. It seems we were just having his second birthday party the other day! This year has sure gone by quickly. My mom flew in for a short trip (and ended up making pretty well everything...will explain in another post)...just Saturday morning until Tuesday morning. I told her that we might not let her go back because we missed her so much and hadn't seen her since before last Christmas. As soon as we met at the airport, I had to show her my Halloween costume - a bun in the oven. I had almost slipped so many times when I have talked with her on the phone because we've known for almost a month and a half. It is hard to keep the news to yourself. She brought a suitcase full of costumes and M. had fun trying them on. She also brought a few wigs and had to let M. wear one to see what he would look like as Joe Dirt. Gross. I am so glad the mullet fad is over, though I do on occasion see some who still embrace it.

It was fun to have a Halloween theme for M.'s birthday party. He and I have been planning on a costume party since mid-summer so I was sad when he woke up from his nap an hour before the party and not feeling well...red eyes, sneezing, run down, etc. Allergies? I don't know. No one else had symptoms like this.

I was happy and a bit surprised that everyone did come in costume. Scott's was very funny, but I did not get a picture of it before M. took it apart. He came as a smarty pants...dressed like a nerd and a little unkempt with Smarties candies all over his pants. The socks with the flip-flops was a great touch.

And finally, I would love to hear the captions you come up with for this last shot...

Mom, thank you, thank you, thank you for all you have done this weekend and for watching M. most of Saturday. Nothing would have happened this weekend if you hadn't been here.
Happy birthday, M.! I love you!