Friday: more firsts

Today was the first day I've been thrown up on.

Isaac woke up and seemed to be doing great...or at least normal.  We were helping to wake Ben up when he came over to give me a hug and didn't let go.  So we just sat there for a little bit.  Then he got down and walked around long enough for me to get my contacts in before coming back for more comfort.  He wasn't moving, so obviously something was wrong.  This kid moves all the time.

He fell asleep and took a short nap.  When he woke up he was still out of it.  Then he threw up on me.  The good news is that a small dinner (he didn't want to eat my chicken tacos!) and no breakfast made the experience mostly just surprising and not too gross.

He started to perk up, so I gave him some Crispex.  He was taking forever to eat them, so I wheeled his highchair over to the window and let him watch the diving birds while finishing.  I think he enjoyed it.

After that he was pretty much fine for the rest of the day.  Phew.  I'm hoping it was just an upset tummy.

Also, since it has been raining all week the lake is higher than we've ever seen it.  Which I guess isn't saying much since we've only been here a year and last year there was a drought.  The (fake) bird in the picture is standing on some rocks that are usually well out of the water (about 6-8").

Thursday: open, out, in, close

Today Isaac had a grand old time opening this container, taking out whatever was in it, put the object back in, and closing the container.  Repeat for about thirty minutes.

Wednesday: spring cleaning

It has been a wonderful rainy week, Isaac was playing well by himself, and I was feeling in a cleaning mood. (A rare occurrence, so I thought I should take advantage of it.)

So I cleaned the laundry room.  There was lint all over and stuff piling up on the dryer.  It wasn't a super deep clean, but I did move the dryer so I could get under it.

It might be another year before it gets cleaned again.  I hope the room is happy; I am.

Tuesday: in rememberance

Today was the 11th anniversary of Mom's death.

I remembered her.  I thought about her more than normal.  I missed her.  I loved her.  But I wasn't overly sad today.  There are times were the grief still hits really hard.  Today was not one of those, and I decided that I was ok with that.

Monday: RIP balloon

We got a balloon in October when we went to a birthday party.  It headed to the basement, where it got played with a medium amount.  Yesterday it managed to come up the stairs and was played with a lot.  Today it shrank.  It must have been a very tiny leak because it took most of the day for the balloon to get to half its previous size, but shrink it did.

We'll miss you, green balloon.

Saturday: friends

Hanneke and Abby came over for dinner and to just hang out.  It was really nice to see them again.  (And they oohed and aahhed over Isaac. :)

Yeah, it was really nice to see them.

Friday: cold

I still have my cold, but I think I'm slowly on the mend. This has been one of the worst colds that I've had in a long time. I went through two mostly full boxes of Kleenex, so we took an emergency trip to the store today. But at least my nose only needs to be blown about once an hour versus the once every fifteen minutes that it was last weekend.