Falling

I promise I will continue with our Wyoming Trip soon. I've been catching up here, and have also dived back in with Flylady (again).

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If you've been following me on Twitter, you'll know that we had to come home early from a friend's daughter's quinceanera, because Fritter ran into the corner of the wall. He has a nice bump right above his eye, and though it didn't break the skin, it almost did.

This has been happening a lot recently. Today he was spinning Ladybug's exersaucer (she wasn't in it) and he slipped and hit his other eye on the bottom of it. He has blisters on the tips of his fingers, apparently from touching the hot stove.

Last Thursday, I noticed that one of Fritter's front teeth was turning a grey color. I read online that this can be caused by trauma to the tooth. The only time I can remember him hitting his mouth was a few weeks ago, and I didn't notice anything wrong then. So, I took him to the dentist today, who said that sometimes it takes awhile for the signs to show.

His tooth is grey and a little loose. I'm supposed to watch it for the next 4 weeks until we go in again. It's possible that it will heal, but since he's a thumb sucker, it could prolong it. It's also possible that the tooth will die and he will loose it. This is what I don't want to happen, but there's not much we can do.

This does explain why he's not been eating well, and perhaps why he's been so moody. The doctor also said that at night I should give him some ibuprofen, because when he lays down, the blood pools in the head (at least I think that's what he said), causing the tooth to throb. This could also explain why we've been having such a hard time with bedtime. *sigh*

My poor little man. I really hope he doesn't loose his tooth. I feel so helpless with him being all hurt. I half joked with my hubby the other night that we might want to invest in a space helmet to get him through the preschool years unmarred. ;-)

We've Got Ourselves A Stander!

The sad (or funny) part is, when she gets up, she can't get down, so getting her down for a nap has been interesting. She'll stand up, spit her paci onto the floor and cry until I come in and lay her back down. Funny girl.

Playdate

You can see pictures from our playdate I talked about yesterday over here. There are great pictures of the kids. Thanks Lora!

Wyoming Trip - Part 1

We left town around 2 pm on Friday for our trip home to Wyoming. We were so excited to get out of town, and of course we hit traffic. It wasn't too bad, luckily, and soon enough we were out of the city. A few miles north of us, we began the climb to the high country. The roads are curvy and the elevation jump is no joke, and it wasn't too long after that we were parked on an exit ramp with stuff thrown out of the car, and the two year old stripped to his diaper.

After we got things cleaned up and headed back on the interstate, we noticed another car parked where we had, with things thrown out of the car and a little kid stripped to his diaper being wiped off by mom. As we pulled into town, I went into a gas station bathroom to better clean off said two year old's Ducky and Beers (that's what he calls his bear), and a girl was hugging the potty. Me thinks that's not a very fun pass.

Soon enough, we were on our way again. We traipsed through the desert in our air conditioning and marveled at how anyone could have ever lived out there 100 years ago. The rest of that day's trip was uneventful and we stopped at a hotel around 11ish.

The next morning, this is what we woke up to outside our hotel.

Fritter was so excited and talked about the "booloons" for hours. We had another long day ahead of us, but we were now in really pretty country, so it wasn't too bad. Because of all the rain recently, the rivers were full and the hills and mountains were green. We arrived at our destination a little after 4 on Saturday.

On Sunday, we rested and enjoyed the company of my B & SIL. They really took to Ladybug, and it was fun to see them play with her.

Monday we drove up to my husband's family cabin. We couldn't resist pulling off the road to take a picture.

To be continued...

A Few Of My Favorite Things

• drawers filled with clean socks and underwear
• clothes neatly hanging in the closet
• quietly napping kids
• a shiny sink
• playgroup with a few of my favorite people
• swept and mopped floors
• quietly napping kids
• large cups of ice water
• swimming pools
• air conditioning
• quietly napping kids
• time to sit alone and pray a rosary

We're Home!

I'll tell you all about our trip when I catch up a little at home.

Can I Just...

...brag about my little boy for a minute? You don't mind? Good. We are leaving for our trip to Wyoming on Friday, so today was all about running those last minute errands. I had library books to return, Fritter needed a haircut, I needed my eyebrows done, there were a few things I needed to pick up at the second hand store, AND I had to get to the grocery store for our trip food (we're driving and don't want to survive off McDonald's).

I was a little nervous taking Fritter to get his hair cut. We've been dealing with some terrible twos around here lately, and I prepared myself for a Fritter Total Meltdown. Before going into the salon, I told Fritter what was going to happen. He said, "No! I am not getting my hair cut, Mama!" *sigh* In we went.

As we were checking in, he spied suckers at the counter, and I told him that if he was a good boy, he could have one after his haircut. (In my book, bribery is fair game.) Amazingly, he agreed. While waiting, he quietly playing with a toy. And then it was his turn. He bravely went to the chair, sat down, and stayed perfectly still while he got his hair cut. As promised he also got a sucker. Then it was my turn, and again, he sat like a perfect angel. He even chatted it up with the other hair stylest and some customers. The lady doing my eyebrows sighed and said, "I can't wait to have kids." ;-)

We were gone all morning, and still Fritter was well behaved. Hey, maybe that consistency thing is paying off! Or maybe today is just an off day for him. Either way, I'll take it.