Hair Boogies

There is nothing like starting the day out covered in hairy boogers. Oh, you don't know what I'm talking about, well, let me explain.

I took D for a haircut. He cries during a haircut.

No, I take that back, he doesn't just cry, he throws a complete fit. Screaming, crying, pure terror ensues. And, for everyone who has encountered my son when he cries - well, every hole on his face leaks a fluid. We have tears, not just small regular tears, nope, D has to go BIG with GIANT tears. We also have boogers. Not just a standard amount of boogers flow from his nose, it's a running fountain. Then finally, we have drool. My son drools all the time anyways (and he's 3 YEARS old), but when he cries....you could wash a car with it.

When entering the Super Cuts place today, D immediately starts to cry. So, I immediately request a towel. The kind girl directs me to the box of kleenex. Yea, that just isn't going to cut it. After grabbing 5-6 tissues, she sees the problem and grabs me a towel. Mayhem continues for the next 20 min. while D gets his hair cut. Meanwhile, the shirt I'm wearing has been wiped with boogers, then the hair starts sticking to it. LOVELY! Smart mommy that I am, I brought a clean shirt to change into when all is finished. YIPPEE!!

Well, the cut is very cute and my little boy is back. 3 months from now, I'll be retelling this story cuz it'll be time for another haircut.

To the beach

Yesterday we hit a record high of 101 degree's, so the family packed a picnic and headed to the beach. Not the coastal beach, but a pond beach in town. We got there around 10:45 and it was pretty empty. After slathering on the sunscreen, D, who gravitates to water, ran to the sand and then into the water. The water was chilly, but it didn't matter to him - he's 3yo. Even when he was shivering he didn't want to get out to play in the sand. His favorite game was splash water on Daddy and watch him fall. D would splash water on Daddy and Daddy would leap into the air and land into the water with a flourish. Belly laughs ensued along with "Do again, Daddy".

My love for people watching was being fulfilled. Oh my! Really, clothing stores and manufacturers really really need to start making age and size restrictions on clothing. Bikini's - after a certain age, I believe that no matter how good of shape your body is in, you should not wear a bikini. They should also only come in certain sizes.... And why is it that women, no matter what bra size they are, have to cover up their breasts, but MEN can have large sagging breasts and just have them flopping about in the sunshine? I'm not saying that I'd be out there topless, but, men, if you have to lift your "pectorals" up to wipe sweat or apply sunscreen, perhaps you either need a bra or WEAR A SHIRT! In an era where we're all conscience that our population is getting larger (fatter), I was glad to see only a handful of overweight children. Maybe there is hope for Generation XXL.

We left the beach at 1:45 and the line of cars waiting to get into the parking lot was LONG. D fell asleep in the car almost immediately. Fun day and lots of sunshine. Hope to do it again soon.

My poor poochie...

So yesterday I noticed that my malamute Dakota had licked off fur from his paw, so I got down to his level and Dr. T was in the house. I saw something poking out of his paw, so I got the flashlight and some tweezers....and my husband.

"M, hold Dakota please. He has something in his paw."
****stop reading now if you have a sensitive stomach*****

With flashlight in hand, I saw a small hole (about 2 millimeters round) with something green sticking out. Tweezers at the ready I grabbed the object and pulled - HARD. I couldn't believe how hard it was to pull out. I got something grass-like out of the hole and when I did, more "things" came to the front of the hole. Again, the tweezers went and grabbed the green stuff poking out. I really had to pull this time... It was a cluster of pine needles. There were still some in the hole, but I couldn't grab them. I figured that I'd just see if he'd lick them out during the day. By 3pm, he was holding his paw up and limping, so I called the vet.

"Soak in warm water with Epsome Salts and bring him in tomorrow morning at 7:30am." was the advice given to me from the vet. They were hoping that the warm water would work out the "stuff".

So this morning I brought Dakota to the vet - for an all day visit. Turns out that they had to sedate him and cut open the hole. There was more debris in there. They flushed it out and left the wound open so it could drain, just in case there was more stuff in the wound. GROSS!! My poor fur-baby. He's limping around and his foot is very swollen. We have antibiotics to give him for the next several days.

OH!! The vet couldn't determine what the "stuff" was. She thought it may have been grass, but with the cluster I got out last night, I'm thinking it was a cluster of baby pine needles. Stupid dog park, stupid tree's, and stupid dog for getting hurt with pine needles!!!

Ahhh Garage Sale bargains???? NOT!

Ok, so I know that this blog is pretty pointless because what has happened is my own stupid fault, so it's more of a vent rather than blog.

As I mentioned before, I went out garage saling on Saturday and found 2 kids movies for $5 each. Brother Bear and Happy Feet. We watch BB yesterday, so today we were going to put in Happy Feet. I was so excited....until....I opened the case. My feet were not happy. The case wasn't empty, but it also didn't contain Happy Feet. Madagascar. Which would be OK, BUT I just bought that movie last week - RETAIL!! Grrrrr.

Yes, I know, I should have looked in the case prior to purchasing, but I didn't. My own stupid fault. Looks like my Moms Club web board will have a listing for a Madagascar movie for$5.

Garage Sales

The day started early with getting D out of the house for some running around. I called my friend around 9:30 to see if she could watch D for me for about an hour while I ran to find new aerobics shoes. It's very difficult to shoe shop when you have a 3yo running around. Krista then said that it was fine, but did I want to garage sale....hmmmm....YES!!

WOW!! It is different shopping with a girlfriend vs with my husband. M doesn't mind garage saling, but at the same time, he tends to walk through sales quickly. If things don't catch his eye right away, then he moves on. Not Krista, she looks through boxes (I don't even do this), but I'm glad she did b/c I found some neat stuff - junk, but stuff. Out of 1 box I found the police car from Cars, a microphone (that works with new batteries) and The Magic Mystery Machine bus(yes, from Scooby Doo - D is a HUGE fan).... all for $.25!! Not $.25 each, all 3 for that price. WOW!!

I also bought a couple kids movies, books for me (I have to share with Krista) and a game for D. All in all, it was a pretty productive day.

Is it the end?

What? I am frightened. Are we coming to the end of the world? Is the "big one" coming? I'm unsure what that glowing orb is in the sky that is warming my body. I know I've seen it before, but I'm not sure b/c before it didn't warm me so fiercely. Oh geez, the name is on the tip of my tongue. Sssssss....I know it starts with an S. hmmm? Sur? No. Sup? no, that doesn't sound right.

It'll come to me. Today we had our weekly playdate at a park. OMG!! It was so nice to be outside and be warm! The kids played and played and we heard very little whining. Which was refreshing. D, my son.....WAIT, that's it!! It's the SUN!!! OMG!! The SUN THE SUN THE SUN! What do we do? It's been so long. Oh, I know, we stay indoors b/c we don't want to develop skin cancer later in life. hehehehehe

hmmm - what to do

I don't know what to do with myself. The diaper rash is done, the barfing has ended and now I don't know what to do.

Yes, of course, I'm thrilled and happy. D isn't a sick kid. Yes, we suffer through a runny nose all winter long, but that's about it. I sit here knocking on the wood of my desk as I type this, but other than the fever the other night, D may have been sick 1 other time this winter. YAHOO!!! We suffer through diaper rashes like crazy, but as for staying at home illnesses, thank goodness those are very few and far between - cuz I'd go crazy!!

Icky Sicky

Last evening D had a small fever - 100'ish. Not real high, but enough that he just crashed on the couch and laid there until bedtime. And high enough that he didn't even protest once when I said it was bedtime. Poor guy. I did give him some medicine to help bring down the fever.

Just as I was crawling into bed at 11pm, I heard him crying. This is unusual for him b/c when he goes to bed, he's generally down for the night. M said that he'd get up and see what was wrong. Suddenly, I hear "help" from the other room. I spring out of bed and fling open D's door. M then says, we need a towel, D threw up. I grab a dog towel (you know, those old towels that have now been vanquished to being used only for the dogs) and go into D's room.

As my friend Casey says: Oh. My. Hell.

Everything the D has eaten from his nap to bedtime, including the red juice is now all over his sheets. All over his shirt and now all over M b/c he's holding D. I start the process of stripping the bed and starting the washing machine. I get the bed changed and then work on getting D cleaned up. I was smart and double sheeted D's bed. Mattress pad, sheet, another mattress pad and another sheet on top. This way if he throws up again, all I have to do is take off the 1 layer. Amazingly enough, D didn't get any in his hair, pants or socks!!! Just his shirt. WOW!!

Today has been good so far - knock on wood. No fever, no sickies. Hopefully, this was a one time bug that is gone. He's wanting to eat and drink a lot, so it's been hard to restrict him from those things. He's had some toast and a little bit of juice. I want to see how that sticks before I give him more. It's a lazy TV day today. I bought him a new movie and I'm sure we'll watch it at least 3 or 4 times today.

The never-ending rash

Oh how I wish D was ready for potty training. It would make things SOOO much easier. My poor baby keeps getting these terrible diaper rashes. So, I've now cut out all dairy AND apple juice from his diet. I just don't know what could possibly be causing these rashes. I guess it could be dairy, but I'm just not sure.

Yesterday is butt was fine - and I had been giving him dairy. This morning he woke with a huge poop and his butt was fine (I thought we had rounded the corner on the diaper rash)....then I took a shower and BAM, the rash is back with really runny poops again. Back into the bathtub with an oatmeal soak. It's the only way to get him clean....wiping the rash hurts him like crazy.

Well, he's running around naked, which is fine for him. I'm freezing just looking at him. We'll see what the day brings us.

Youtube soon?

So today we had playgroup at my house. The kids actually played great together, maybe b/c there were an even number - 2 girls, 2 boys rather than the 3 and 2. Anyways, we, moms, were talking and somehow dancing came up and Rebecca stated that her daughter was really into the Low song by FloRida. Turns out that D loves to dance to that song as well.

As the kids were putting on their shoes to leave, I put the song on to see the kids dance. Of course, I had to dance in order to get the kids to dance. That's when the phones came out to record the American Bandstand happening in the playroom. NICE!! I was threatened with the video to be posted on the net soon....YIKES!! While I LOVE to go out dancing, generally it's on a dance floor with many many other people dancing along. There may or may not be alcohol involved, but it's always dark, so who cares what you look like. D and I often dance in the evenings and, again, it's just me and him.

GIRLS, I promise to be good. No need to go and post the dance on the internet. EVER.

Did I order an early wake up call?

This morning I heard a strange noise from the hallway at 5:15'ish. I got up to investigate and see D already at the stairs wanting to go watch TV.
"Mom, I want to go see the dinosaur movie"
"No, sweetie, it's too early for dinosaurs to be up"
"But I want to" he said in his ultra whiny voice
"I know you want to, but it's not time to get up yet"

I led him back to his bed and tucked him in. However, Mom was now awake. I laid in bed for a while, but it was hopeless. I was awake. UGH. Bring on the caffeine IV drip please.

Playing in the rain

Ok, I know I've only lived in the Pac. NW for 1.5yrs, but really, must we go to the park in the rain? Yes, I was at a park with D and it started to rain. There were a bunch of us, so leaving right away was not worth the fight. But then it started to rain harder and the slides were getting really wet. I was wondering exactly how much water D's diaper could soak up on the way down.

I don't mind being in the rain when it's warm outside, but it had to have been in the 50's by the time we left.

OOOOHHHH!! The highlight of standing in the cold rain is that my car suddenly doesn't have any heat!! NONE!! I didn't know this until we were on the way home. Brrrrrrrr.

Shi-cah-go

My friend on another blog had this cute speech survey. Yep, I was born and raised in Chicago. And that's pronounced Chi (shi - like you're going to say shit), ca (the "a" is pronounced ah) go.

What American accent do you have? Your Result: The Inland North You may think you speak "Standard English straight out of the dictionary" but when you step away from the Great Lakes you get asked annoying questions like "Are you from Wisconsin?" or "Are you from Chicago?" Chances are you call carbonated drinks "pop."
The Northeast
The Midland
Philadelphia
The South
North Central
The West
Boston
What American accent do you have? Quiz Created on GoToQuiz

And, yes, it is POP not soda. When you visit the Chicago area and you hear people talk about going downtown. They aren't talking about visiting their small suburbia, downtown = Chicago.

We eat our hamburgers with ketchup and mustard only - none of this mayonnaise crap. Hotdogs are generally boiled or steamed served on poppy seed buns topped with mustard, onion, sweet pickle relish (usually neon green), a dill pickle spear, tomato slices or wedges, sport peppers, and a dash of celery salt. I however, do not like the Chicago style - I ruin mine with ketchup and onions. Again, NEVER mayonnaise. Yes, all my friends who read my blog from Illinois, these people are CRAZY and put mayo on everything!! I've even seen mayo put on a Brat.

We don't have expressways in Illinois, we have tollways. Tolls and tolls and more tolls. A 40 mile drive can easily take 1.5-2 hours. Just to get to the zoo's in Chicago, is an ALL day event. So, I don't want to hear complaining about the 20 min trip to our zoo taking 35min.

Take the quiz and see where you originate just by your speech pattern.