poor baby

Jack asked for "night-night" at lunch and I started to wonder if he was feeling alright. He woke up with a 102 temp and glazed over eyes. He just wanted to lay on the couch or be held. You know something must be really wrong when your 2 year old wants to be still. I set him up on the couch, not knowing how bad it was, I gave him a handful of Cars fruit snacks, hoping this would lighten his mood a little. I went to scrub potatoes for dinner and just as the thought to give him a big bowl crossed my mind, I heard a whimper and ran to the living room barely in time to catch his lunch. He lost it again later when we tried Tylenol. He asked for apples at dinner and had a few slices and kept that down. I held him on the couch after that and he was out cold by 6pm. I took him to bed and he slept until 10am. I checked his temp at 11pm and 3am while he was sleeping and it was down to 99, so was hopeful he would be a bit better. Glad I let him sleep, he seems to be much better. Happy to have my little chatterbox back with me. I seriously can count on 1 hand how many times my children have been even close to being this sick. We don't have a lot of practice with this around here. I attribute this to nursing him for 16 months, his awesome diet and the fact that he's not in daily daycare. We'll see how this changes with preschool. For now, I'm just hoping that GG doesn't get this or me for that matter since I have the workshop next week and no one else to cover it.

He's okay, he's okay

Thank goodness it was only a sprain, but we weren't sure for a bit there. An adult climbed into the inflatable bouncer at a birthday party we were at and Jack slipped in before Pepe could blink. He grabbed his legs, but it was too late. Just then, the guy fell and landed on top of Jack. He complained about his arm and held it and cried and wouldn't move it much. Fortunately, the xrays were clear. We weaned him down from the splint and he seemed just fine after a few days. My 23 month old nephew, on the other hand, was not as lucky. He fractured his elbow just a week after Jack's incident.

His Imagination Grows

I'm amazed by him everyday... And so blessed that I am here with him to watch it all happen before my own eyes, no matter how hard the sacrifices are, it really is worth it.

Today, he told me his mango slice was an airplane. "whhhhiiirrrrr"

It took me a second to figure out what he was doing.

Then he took a bite and said "Lightning, vrrooom, vrrroooom!" (Lightning McQueen, the Car)

Now my eyebrows went up, I could see his little "thinker" just going wild.

Another bite... "Arf, arf.... Daaaah-gie!"

I grabbed the camera.

Jack discovers the foxgloves blooming

He found them when he pulled back the curtain in the guest room downstairs. He was so surprised and talked about them at the window for some time. It was really sweet.

think you love your sister a little!

lots of hugs and squeezes... Glad she's getting bigger so she can tolerate it a little better! So cute.

Learning to Count -bilingually!

I know the lighting is awful and it will be really hard to understand him, but he IS trying to count in Spanish and English. I was blown away and grabbed the camera as quick as I could. Never heard him string so many numbers together before. His English is a little rougher, but he has 8, 9, 10 down pat. Take a listen...

Dancing Feet

Just thought this was cute. Jack let loose at our Parents As Teachers ice cream social tonight and I got just a snipit of it. All day, everywhere we went, he had to have the hat on and his sunglasses on with his "My Mom Rules" shirt. He's really into his pockets "PAAAW-Kitz" right now, so there he was in his hat and sunglasses and pulling his flip phone out of his pocket, having an intense 5 second "call" and then flipping it shut and trying to stuff it back in his pocket. I thought I was going to wet my pants. He sooo cracks me up.