This morning we had an 11:30 appointment at the car fix-it shop. I wanted to get some groceries before then and then realized I needed to get Joshua his vaccinations too. So we left to do the other errands too and I wondered how off I'd be with getting to the 11:30 appointment.
I was almost done with groceries and looked at the clock. Ug. 10:15. The last bit must have taken longer than I realized because when we were in the car it was 10:45. (Also, it was super cold out today.)
We go to the doctor's office and sat down to wait. 11:05...hmm, now we might be running late and it looked like there was someone in front of us. Blah. Well, if it takes too long we could always come back. Luckily, the other people were waiting for something else so Joshua was called within about five minutes. He didn't cry for his first shot, surprisingly, but couldn't make it through the second. He did calm down quickly though.
So we made it to the fix it shop right on time. Amazing.
Friday, February 20, 2015
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Thursday: how to get your son to eat more carrots
To get your son to eat more carrots, tell him he can get them from the refrigerator by himself. He ate three times as many as normal for dinner tonight.
Really, it's a win-win for everyone.
In other news, there was a crazy snow storm today with surprisingly little accumulation. It probably snowed all day (and driving was terrible) and we only ended up with about three inches.
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Tuesday: blah
It was just a blah day today. Nothing went wrong, but nothing really seemed to go right either. And I'm tired.
I guess I'll try again tomorrow.
I guess I'll try again tomorrow.
Monday, February 16, 2015
Monday: 29 weeks and stuff
Joshua is 29 weeks old today.
For his birthday, the car got a flat tire at Joann's. Luckily, I recalled the lessons of my youth and was able to fix it. (Well, someone came over to help when I was about half way done. But I could have done it all on my own...I was doing fine.) Dad made me change a tire before I could drive by myself. (There's a picture of me jumping on the lug wrench, but apparently I don't have a copy of it.) I never felt like it was a silly thing to do, but today I was extra glad that I did it. The picture probably helped because I was reminded of it once in a while.
He also almost got to ride in the seat of the shopping cart, but Isaac decided he didn't want to walk after all. I was a little sad, but oh well. Once it warms up Isaac might not have as much of a choice because I won't have to take the carrier in the store to keep Joshua warm.
We had a short picture session.
And made a new "baby marble" track. Joshua practiced sitting and knocking over block towers while we did it. (Do you see the camel? It causes traffic jams by plugging the hole because my arm was getting tired.)
For his birthday, the car got a flat tire at Joann's. Luckily, I recalled the lessons of my youth and was able to fix it. (Well, someone came over to help when I was about half way done. But I could have done it all on my own...I was doing fine.) Dad made me change a tire before I could drive by myself. (There's a picture of me jumping on the lug wrench, but apparently I don't have a copy of it.) I never felt like it was a silly thing to do, but today I was extra glad that I did it. The picture probably helped because I was reminded of it once in a while.
He also almost got to ride in the seat of the shopping cart, but Isaac decided he didn't want to walk after all. I was a little sad, but oh well. Once it warms up Isaac might not have as much of a choice because I won't have to take the carrier in the store to keep Joshua warm.
We had a short picture session.
And made a new "baby marble" track. Joshua practiced sitting and knocking over block towers while we did it. (Do you see the camel? It causes traffic jams by plugging the hole because my arm was getting tired.)
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Sunday: Valentine's Day and snow
I took a few Valentine's pictures yesterday of the boys with their puzzle hearts. The setting with them together didn't go very well. This was probably the best I got:
I thought I'd try with just Joshua. That worked better.
Today was bitter cold out (it was supposed to be 0F at noon, and that was without the wind chill) so I brought snow in the house to play with. I tried putting some in the tub yesterday (I saw other people do it on Facebook) but that didn't work well. I just kept putting down a new towel when the previous one got wet.
Isaac enjoyed "chomping" anything I made. For the most part this worked well. It was interested to see the snow go through stages...first it didn't clump at all, then it clumped well, and then it clumped too well. It was also surprising how dirty the snow was after it melted.
I thought I'd try with just Joshua. That worked better.
Today was bitter cold out (it was supposed to be 0F at noon, and that was without the wind chill) so I brought snow in the house to play with. I tried putting some in the tub yesterday (I saw other people do it on Facebook) but that didn't work well. I just kept putting down a new towel when the previous one got wet.
Isaac enjoyed "chomping" anything I made. For the most part this worked well. It was interested to see the snow go through stages...first it didn't clump at all, then it clumped well, and then it clumped too well. It was also surprising how dirty the snow was after it melted.
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Saturday: baptism and other videos
Video time!
I finally got Joshua's baptism edited for the blog. YouTube has a very nice editor that I didn't realize they had until nothing else worked.
Joshua bouncing. He recently figured out how to bounce and not just be a lump.
I: Good job Joshua
I: Oh no! [Isaac is going backwards]
I: Good job Joshua
I: Oh, he needs a nose wipe
A: Oh, he does? OK
Bouncing with a rattle.
I: Joshua wants to hold that rattle [after Isaac couldn't get it on the jumper]
A: Oh, ok.
I: Joshua did want to hold that rattle.
A: Well, thank you for bringing it to him.
I: Joshua did want that rattle
A: Yeah.
I: He did.
I: Now he's happy.
A: yeah.
I: Cause he has more rattles
The wiggle dance...a fast version of it apparently.
I: Too fast! boom.
I: That was too fast.
A: That was too fast? ok.
I: My try again. [something I can't get]
I: Really too fast.
A: Woah, yeah. You bumped into the wall.
I: Way too fast.
A: Boom.
I: Way too...
I finally got Joshua's baptism edited for the blog. YouTube has a very nice editor that I didn't realize they had until nothing else worked.
Joshua bouncing. He recently figured out how to bounce and not just be a lump.
I: Good job Joshua
I: Oh no! [Isaac is going backwards]
I: Good job Joshua
I: Oh, he needs a nose wipe
A: Oh, he does? OK
Bouncing with a rattle.
I: Joshua wants to hold that rattle [after Isaac couldn't get it on the jumper]
A: Oh, ok.
I: Joshua did want to hold that rattle.
A: Well, thank you for bringing it to him.
I: Joshua did want that rattle
A: Yeah.
I: He did.
I: Now he's happy.
A: yeah.
I: Cause he has more rattles
The wiggle dance...a fast version of it apparently.
I: Too fast! boom.
I: That was too fast.
A: That was too fast? ok.
I: My try again. [something I can't get]
I: Really too fast.
A: Woah, yeah. You bumped into the wall.
I: Way too fast.
A: Boom.
I: Way too...
Friday, February 13, 2015
Friday: a funeral
(TL;DR: I went to a funeral and was sad.)
Today I went to a funeral. I'll admit, I was rather dreading it. The circumstances had so many similarities to my mom's death: a person that wasn't that old, a cancer diagnosis quickly followed by death. So they were already triggers on feeling sad. But since it was my sister-in-law's father, I went.
I made it through the funeral itself without crying, mainly because I realized I didn't have any tissues so crying would be disastrous. But I couldn't stop myself at the end. I just remember how sad I was at Mom's funeral and how unreal it felt and how sad I was that Allison was (probably) feeling the same way. I remember walking behind the casket on the way out of church and not being able to see because there were so many tears in my eyes. I told Ben that I wasn't sure I could face Allison right then, and he said that was ok. Phew. I felt selfish, but I also remember being sick of crying and sometimes it was nice to be able to hold it together. I expected we'd both be crying if I talked to Allison. I managed to pull myself together at least a bit during the reception and talked a bit to her, but we kept it pretty light.
And I'm kind of thinking that the pain of losing someone doesn't dull or diminish after time, it just changes. The sharp pain of their passing doesn't come as frequently, but there are still intense feelings of loss at times. A big difference is that you also know you'll be able to keep going since you've made it this far. Also, the intense pain will pass, at least until the next time it comes back.
The wonderful thing though? It means I had a wonderful mom. I wouldn't miss her otherwise.
Today I went to a funeral. I'll admit, I was rather dreading it. The circumstances had so many similarities to my mom's death: a person that wasn't that old, a cancer diagnosis quickly followed by death. So they were already triggers on feeling sad. But since it was my sister-in-law's father, I went.
I made it through the funeral itself without crying, mainly because I realized I didn't have any tissues so crying would be disastrous. But I couldn't stop myself at the end. I just remember how sad I was at Mom's funeral and how unreal it felt and how sad I was that Allison was (probably) feeling the same way. I remember walking behind the casket on the way out of church and not being able to see because there were so many tears in my eyes. I told Ben that I wasn't sure I could face Allison right then, and he said that was ok. Phew. I felt selfish, but I also remember being sick of crying and sometimes it was nice to be able to hold it together. I expected we'd both be crying if I talked to Allison. I managed to pull myself together at least a bit during the reception and talked a bit to her, but we kept it pretty light.
And I'm kind of thinking that the pain of losing someone doesn't dull or diminish after time, it just changes. The sharp pain of their passing doesn't come as frequently, but there are still intense feelings of loss at times. A big difference is that you also know you'll be able to keep going since you've made it this far. Also, the intense pain will pass, at least until the next time it comes back.
The wonderful thing though? It means I had a wonderful mom. I wouldn't miss her otherwise.
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