18. Again - anything is a weapon, even a cast.
19. "I'm not spitting, I'm just washing this window."
20. "Here mommy, its a treat for you" (when handing me boogers)
21. "I'm nudie cutie!"
22. "No, that's not a dinosaur, its just a toy."
23. "Mommy, you can give me candy, its OK."
24. "Gabriel, what do you get when you mix a brown cow with a brown chicken?" "Brown chicken brown cow!"
25. When getting the 'silent treatment' while putting him back in his bed for the umpteenth time "Mommy, talk to me!"
Friday, January 23, 2009
It must be raining...
Wednesday morning began much like any other day... I had just fed Graham and was still trying to screw my eyes shut against the increasing daylight outside. Troy was getting ready to hop in the shower, I was thinking about what needed to get done around the house and whether or not we would need to go run errands. Then we heard a 'thump' from Gabriel's room, which was shortly followed by a shrill little scream. When Troy ran in there, Gabriel was sitting on the floor and crying. Troy picked him up, soothed him, and set him on the sofa so he could get his shower before work. I came in with Graham and we all spent a little 'down time' just relaxing on the sofa. Then I got up to get breakfast ready, and when I called Gabriel, I noticed that he was crawling to his table. I thought he was being goofy - since Graham just recently started crawling, maybe he was imitating his brother - and set him in his chair. While he was eating, I was getting dressed when I turned around and Gabriel had joined me in my room. He was playing quietly on the floor until it was time to leave. I helped him to his feet and that's when I realized what had happened. He couldn't take a step on his right foot, rather he tried to, and fell down. He had been crawling all morning because he knew he couldn't walk on his foot and he was compensating. He just never said anything to me. I called his pediatrician who got him in in about an hour and sent him for x-rays. Try giving a 2 1/2 yr. old an x-ray. It is not pleasant. They could hear him fighting and screaming out in the lobby! After the x-ray the doctor called us and said that she couldn't tell if there was an injury to his ankle or not, except that there was an effusion (read: fluid in his ankle) which was obscuring the image. I'm thinking that all the kicking and fighting that was going on during the x-ray probably didn't help the image, either! We decided to take him to a pediatric orthopaedic surgeon who felt his little leg and ankle and promptly said "This is fractured." 30 minutes later Gabriel and I were headed to the car sporting his brand new cast.
He's handling it like a trooper, though. Any thoughts that a cast might slow him down were way off. If anything, he has a new weapon in his arsenal - a 10 pound foot! After he woke up from his nap on Wednesday he looked at me and said "OK, I take off this cast now." We explained to him that the cast has to stay on for quite awhile, until his bones are all healed up. Then he stubbed the toe of his other foot, and said "I need a cast!" When we went to the grocery store the other night, he kept mispronouncing the word and was telling everyone in the store "I have gas!" So I was very loudly explaining that his CAST was going to make his leg better, and wasn't his CAST a pretty shade of red?
He's handling it like a trooper, though. Any thoughts that a cast might slow him down were way off. If anything, he has a new weapon in his arsenal - a 10 pound foot! After he woke up from his nap on Wednesday he looked at me and said "OK, I take off this cast now." We explained to him that the cast has to stay on for quite awhile, until his bones are all healed up. Then he stubbed the toe of his other foot, and said "I need a cast!" When we went to the grocery store the other night, he kept mispronouncing the word and was telling everyone in the store "I have gas!" So I was very loudly explaining that his CAST was going to make his leg better, and wasn't his CAST a pretty shade of red?
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Human Wrecking Balls
Have you seen this show? It is awesome! I am infamous in my family for finding these obscure reality shows (which I am hopelessly addicted to!) that no one has ever heard of. Some of my favorites are "You Are What You Eat", "How Clean Is Your House?", "Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares", "Repo Men: Stealing For A Living" and now "Human Wrecking Balls". It follows the Pumphrey brothers who have a few world championships for breaking things using only their bodies. They are crazy! We just watched them demolish a bowling alley, but we've also seen them demo an office suite, a hotel room and a box office/movie theater. It is amazing what they can do! What really cracks me up is that they're just a couple of good-ole-boys out having a good time while they're destroying all of these things! I think I'm going to go watch them Pumphrey-ize an airplane now.
Early Spring?
It would appear that Spring has come early to Tucson. The past few days it has been about 80 degrees. Our dryer is broken, so this weather is a blessing - all of my laundry dries in just an hour or two once I hang it outside. We were in the backyard today and I was hanging laundry while Gabriel played in his sand box. Graham was more or less happy in his playpen. Then I cut some beautiful coral pink roses to put on my dining room table, and Gabriel and I picked a ton of lemons off of our lemon tree. I have the feeling we'll be doing a lot with citrus around here for awhile. Lemon meringue pie, lemon-poppyseed bread, lemon tarts, lemon chicken... lemon lemon lemon.
Graham is continuing to make great strides in his development. He pulls up on just about anything now, and that includes me if I am standing still long enough. He is getting over an ear infection so he's not in the best mood, but he's still so dang cute you could just eat him up. Or "just lick him" as our pastor's wife, Dee, says.
Gabriel is starting to mellow a little bit. We had headed into some pretty rough times with temper tantrums and sharing, but hopefully he's moving past that now. Although, today he did throw a complete tantrum which ended only because he had induced an asthma attack and wasn't able to cry and kick anymore because he was coughing so badly. Nap time goes pretty smoothly right now, so that is a blessing, though.
Troy interviewed for a promotion last Tuesday and we are still waiting to hear the results from that. We are really praying that he will get this job - it would allow him to leave his desk to go out in the field and do auto damage evaluations. It also comes with all kinds of perks, so that is helpful, too. His hunt for a motorcycle continues and he is so excited about the possibility of owning one.
For me it is same old - same old. I am teaching Sunday school this week for the senior high school class at church, and I am really looking forward to it. Troy and I just got involved with the youth group recently and so far, I have just been sitting-in on their Sunday mornings, getting a feel for how things go. I hope it goes well, and that I can start doing it more frequently. I have to be honest, I feel like a goober sitting in the youth group on Sunday morning and not really doing anything. Troy and I led the recreation this past Sunday night, and the kids had a great time with that. Hopefully they will start relaxing around us soon. I have known most of these kids since I was taking care of them in the nursery or helping in the children's choir, and since I started helping in the youth department, they have taken to calling me 'Mrs. Coleman'. Ick! I am really hopeful that they will see that I am closer to them than they think I am, and that I will be a great resource for them, and a great friend.
Graham is continuing to make great strides in his development. He pulls up on just about anything now, and that includes me if I am standing still long enough. He is getting over an ear infection so he's not in the best mood, but he's still so dang cute you could just eat him up. Or "just lick him" as our pastor's wife, Dee, says.
Gabriel is starting to mellow a little bit. We had headed into some pretty rough times with temper tantrums and sharing, but hopefully he's moving past that now. Although, today he did throw a complete tantrum which ended only because he had induced an asthma attack and wasn't able to cry and kick anymore because he was coughing so badly. Nap time goes pretty smoothly right now, so that is a blessing, though.
Troy interviewed for a promotion last Tuesday and we are still waiting to hear the results from that. We are really praying that he will get this job - it would allow him to leave his desk to go out in the field and do auto damage evaluations. It also comes with all kinds of perks, so that is helpful, too. His hunt for a motorcycle continues and he is so excited about the possibility of owning one.
For me it is same old - same old. I am teaching Sunday school this week for the senior high school class at church, and I am really looking forward to it. Troy and I just got involved with the youth group recently and so far, I have just been sitting-in on their Sunday mornings, getting a feel for how things go. I hope it goes well, and that I can start doing it more frequently. I have to be honest, I feel like a goober sitting in the youth group on Sunday morning and not really doing anything. Troy and I led the recreation this past Sunday night, and the kids had a great time with that. Hopefully they will start relaxing around us soon. I have known most of these kids since I was taking care of them in the nursery or helping in the children's choir, and since I started helping in the youth department, they have taken to calling me 'Mrs. Coleman'. Ick! I am really hopeful that they will see that I am closer to them than they think I am, and that I will be a great resource for them, and a great friend.
President Obama
We were watching the Presidential Inauguration today, and I had to keep myself from having a panic attack. What is going to happen to our country now? Or - more accurately to my current thinking - forget the country, what about my kids? Will they know what an amazing place America is? Will we still be amazing when they are old enough to realize that they should consider themselves lucky to be Americans? Will they even BE lucky to be American? I don't know. All I know is that this is most definitely something that is out of my control, and so I have to make the concious effort of leaving the worrying up to God. I support the President because he is my President. I don't think it has anything to do with race. I could care less if he was purple. My only concern, like I've said, is what happens to our country and my family. So long as President Obama upholds his responsibility to protect us and act in our best interest, he'll be doing a great job as far as I am concerned.
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