Style

Today,
after taking a bath,
Jaymeson gets dressed
and comes out of his room.

As a smile sweeps over my face
he says,
"Can we play, 'cause you like me style?"

Needless to say, I agreed.
I agreed to play and
I agreed that I loved his style.
How could you not?

(Just another reason why I love this kid.)

Sword

Just a quick and cute story to share.

Last night I had a horrible back ache,

secondary to the 24 hour bug that invaded my body.

I know,

shocker.

Atleast it was me and not the boys.

Anyways, my back was killing me so I grabbed the electric heating pad.

Thought maybe a little heat would relax the muscles a bit.

Jaymeson asked what the heating pad was,

and I explained that I was going to put it on my sore back.

As he lifted up the back of my shirt, he said, "Let me see, Mommy."

And with his hand still holding up my shirt, and a bit confused, I hear him say,

"I don't see the sword."

(Oh, thank goodness, that would've been a bit of a problem.)

The perfect gift.

Valentine's Day was on Monday and was filled with exchanging cards and little gifts with the kids, snuggling a sick baby (don't worry I think he's finally on the mend), eating heart shaped pizza with Jaymeson and his class, swimming lessons, Chipotle for dinner at home, chocolate and roses.   It was such a great day.

Marcus and I decided to wait and venture out for some fine dining, without kids, on Tuesday.  It was a much needed date for the two of us, especially since it seems like those times are few and far between.

I'd like to get back, though, to the little gifts given to the kids, particularly the one gift that Jaymeson has had his eye on for some time.

That's right. 

A clock.

The kind where the alarm hammer goes back and forth.

Loudly.

He's been persistent in asking for this and I thought, perfect.

It's not another toy to be collected and he can learn to tell time. 

Right. 

Great idea.

Do you know that this clock can also be used for pretend fire and rescue emergencies,

or to alarm everyone that he is up from a nap while his little brother is still sleeping,

or to alarm when Mommy is reading a book and is not paying attention to him and he has something to say or show,

or when he's requesting that it's now time to play together, 

or that he's hungry?

Yep, it's been a "perfect" gift.

So much so that I have threatened to throw it away if he sets that alarm off one more time.

P.S. I'd also like to pass along a lesson that I learned yesterday.

If your child is screaming for you to save him from a spider crawling up your bedroom wall, and if you have just allowed that child to drink a full glass of strawberry milk in your bed, instead of sitting at the kichen table, do not scare the said child with the spider you just caught.  

Unless you need an excuse to wash all your bedding. 

Thanks.

 

Ice Skating

It's a childhood requirement when growing up in Minnesota.

And, surprisingly, it wasn't until last Sunday that Jaymeson and I finally took to the ice.
(Or maybe not so surprising since his dad wants a basketball in his hand during the winter season instead of a hockey stick.)

In any case, Jaymeson got skates on his feet for the first time and the first time in years for me.

There are two differences from the time I learned to skate to now...

A "skate trainer" and helmet.

It didn't take long for Jaymeson to pick up speed using this training device.

And not much longer for my independent boy (who told me as we were going to the arena that he didn't need any help skating) to let go of the trainer and was off....

My little bird on ice. 

Skating wouldn't be complete without a few of these...

Thankfully, I avoided those moves and stayed on my skates.

Not to say that I had my early years figure skating moves and twirls back but staying upright was a great accomplishment for this lady.

 I think we'll have to get back on that slippery surface and do that again soon. 

Now for today's happenings..

After a few days of the boys feeling better, the luck ran out.

Braxton and I visited the clinic again yesterday.  

X-ray didn't show any pneumonia but we are now nursing a fever, congestion and horrible cough.  

Lingering RSV with maybe a touch of a new bug. 

Movie day today and hopefully a long nap this afternoon.

As Marcus was leaving for work this morning he randomly asked, 

"So, do you have any words of wisdom for me today?"

My reply, "Yeah, come home early."

Frozen

The boys are on the mend and we've made the most of being stuck inside the house these last few days.

Random dance parties through out the day have been a highlight.

Jaymeson's choice of music has been songs from the Alvin and The Chipmunks movie.  Earlier today I was trying to get them downloaded on the computer and it was going super slow.

Jaymeson said, "Hurry up Mommy, let's listen to my song!"

I replied, "I'm trying, but the computer froze."

He touched the screen and keyboard and said, "The computer isn't frozen, Mom!"

Ha!  

I love hearing things like this and need to write them down more often.  

They make me laugh.

Another simple thing that brought a smile to my face are these little curls coming in. 

They're cute.

I love them.

Anyone have a bubble?

I'd like to place my boys in one.  

They've been sick so much this past year that Marcus told me that he's embarrassed to say they are again.  I blame the damn daycare center and want a nanny.  Marcus isn't fully on board with that idea but I'm praying he'll come around.

So the latest diagnosis...

Jaymeson has strep throat and impetigo.

Brought him in to the clinic after the daycare center thought he had hand/foot/mouth disease because of the small rash on his face, since of course some other kid there had it.  But nope, impetigo AND strep.  So the kid got antibiotics and his little brother was still under the weather with nasal congestion, cough and mild fever.  Brought Braxton in on Saturday morning and he was diagnosed with RSV, and is now on an albuterol nebulizer.  Poor kid can't breath.  Just got a call from the clinic today and his overnight strep test came back positive too!  Great.  But not surprised.  Making a trip to go get antibiotics for him today but I think I'll do that AFTER I bleach my entire house.  And I'm not kidding.

But before I start the germ genocide I think I'll post a couple pictures from the last couple days.

 Braxton had me laughing trying to put on Mr. Potato Head's glasses.

I know they go over the eyes...

Maybe up here will work better...

Nope, I know they go on the eyes.

Why isn't this working?

After overcoming the fear of the mask, Braxton is now a pro at sitting still for his nebulizer treatments.

There is even a smile under that mask.

There is one thing you can always count on when you're sick.  Layla will always be there to make sure you're okay.  Braxton loves his Layla, and now calls for her, "Ay-ya!!  Ay-ya!!"

Still not feeling well, so snuggling with blankie.

 Hoping for healthier days ahead.

steps

5 Steps!

That's right, 5.

At 13 1/2 months, Braxton finally took more than a couple steps.
Big accomplishment for those chubby feet.

Walked to his mama.

Makes me smile.