Corin is in some serious love with trains. Thomas is in Burnet this weekend (about 1 hour away). We pulled RC out of school a bit early and drove up there to ride.
All day today...
C: "Mommy is Thomas orange?"
M: "No. You know what color Thomas is. What color is he?"
C: "Blue. Are they painting him orange?"
M: "Doubtful. Thomas is supposed to be blue."
C: "Orange is my favorite. Thomas should be orange. I want them to paint him orange."
The drive was pretty funny. We were riding along pointing out the cows, goats, emus (NOT emos...), horses. The kids were "moooo"ing at the cows. Chrys pointed out some flowers and Corin starts screaming "Aaaaaahhhhhh". We were confused. Then Ryanne said, "Cows eat flowers," and Corin started screaming again. We agreed that was the noise we would make were we being eaten...
Once there, we stopped by the gift shop. Corin really wanted Spencer, but they didn't have any. After the potty, they had put out more Spencer that "goes by his-self" and we got that for him. Then, we had to see Thomas so we knew we were boarding the right train. We took the quick ride out and back. Corin talked about Thomas. He lamented Thomas' blue-ness. It was time for pictures and he wanted nothing to do with it. I have no idea what we got. We tried to get his picture with the Murdoch sign (he's the orange engine, which Corin was very excited about), but even that was too much for him. He put about 75764578365 stamps of Thomas on a sheet of paper. He kind of shut down after that. I think it was all too much for him. He's a happy, happy boy, though.
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Friday, October 09, 2009
Thin skinned
Seems like it's going to be a regular thing for the boy to crack his head open.
The kids were playing outside with the hose yesterday. They were climbing all over the soaked slide/playscape. I hear a tumble and crying and expect very little. I go outside and he's sitting on the ground saying his head hurts. I picked him up and there's a trickle of blood coming down behind his ear. Sure enough, he's split his head again. I can only guess that he hit the edge of the screen door that was standing open. Ryanne says he slipped off of the steps on the slide.
Oy.
It stopped bleeding quickly. He was totally coherent the whole time, whereas last time he was falling asleep. Looking at the cut, it would be one of those that the doctor warned us would likely do more damage to staple it shut than it would help. Given that, I opted to slather it in antibiotic cream and slap a bandage over the side of his head.
This morning, it looks like it's much shallower already. He'll likely have about the same size scar as he does from the one we had stapled (and we won't be out $1200 and 3+ hours of our lives). He's still sporting a bandage, but it could probably go away later today or tomorrow. Guess we'll have to hide that side of his head when we do pictures at Thomas.
*sigh* At least he got his hair cut yesterday so we don't have to wait another long time to get it done when he was already overdue.
The kids were playing outside with the hose yesterday. They were climbing all over the soaked slide/playscape. I hear a tumble and crying and expect very little. I go outside and he's sitting on the ground saying his head hurts. I picked him up and there's a trickle of blood coming down behind his ear. Sure enough, he's split his head again. I can only guess that he hit the edge of the screen door that was standing open. Ryanne says he slipped off of the steps on the slide.
Oy.
It stopped bleeding quickly. He was totally coherent the whole time, whereas last time he was falling asleep. Looking at the cut, it would be one of those that the doctor warned us would likely do more damage to staple it shut than it would help. Given that, I opted to slather it in antibiotic cream and slap a bandage over the side of his head.
This morning, it looks like it's much shallower already. He'll likely have about the same size scar as he does from the one we had stapled (and we won't be out $1200 and 3+ hours of our lives). He's still sporting a bandage, but it could probably go away later today or tomorrow. Guess we'll have to hide that side of his head when we do pictures at Thomas.
*sigh* At least he got his hair cut yesterday so we don't have to wait another long time to get it done when he was already overdue.
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
Scar
Corin is all boy. He runs, jumps, tumbles and... damages himself. He's got a few scars, like the one on his forehead from bashing it into the table.
This one will put the others to shame.
It was the first day of school. It's about 1:00. I'm done exercising. I grabbed a quick bite to eat. He's in full-on "I need to nap but I won't so I'm going to go crazy instead" mode. He's jumping on the couch. This is normal. He's jumping from the half-wall to the couch. Again, it's normal. He's jumping from the narrow back of the couch to the couch. This is unnerving. He's getting closer to the table. I ask him to get down before he bashes his head.
He decides to dismount and try to get extra style points.
SMACK!
Crying.
Blood.
I end up sitting on the stairs with him on my chest calling Chrys to come get us and take us to the ER. We went down to Dell Children's and OMGTheyRockMyWorld as far as ED's go. We were in and out in a couple of hours. He had about a 1-1.5" gash in his head. It took 6 staples to close up.
We got the staples out yesterday. It seems like the left side was very nicely closed. There's barely a line where the skin meets. The right is very scabbed over and may not fare as well. I guess we'll see.
Boys. Oy.
This one will put the others to shame.
It was the first day of school. It's about 1:00. I'm done exercising. I grabbed a quick bite to eat. He's in full-on "I need to nap but I won't so I'm going to go crazy instead" mode. He's jumping on the couch. This is normal. He's jumping from the half-wall to the couch. Again, it's normal. He's jumping from the narrow back of the couch to the couch. This is unnerving. He's getting closer to the table. I ask him to get down before he bashes his head.
He decides to dismount and try to get extra style points.
SMACK!
Crying.
Blood.
I end up sitting on the stairs with him on my chest calling Chrys to come get us and take us to the ER. We went down to Dell Children's and OMGTheyRockMyWorld as far as ED's go. We were in and out in a couple of hours. He had about a 1-1.5" gash in his head. It took 6 staples to close up.
We got the staples out yesterday. It seems like the left side was very nicely closed. There's barely a line where the skin meets. The right is very scabbed over and may not fare as well. I guess we'll see.
Boys. Oy.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Well-check...and penis talk
Corin's three year well-check was today. He's 38" tall and 34.9lbs, both 75% for his age. HIs blood pressure was 96/50.
We met with the NP for the first time today. She checked him out and pronounced him healthy. She was a bit concerned that he only nurses once a day and drinks only a bit of milk. Then, we talked about his love of cheese and yogurt and everything was ok.
She retracted his foreskin more than I was comfortable with, though. I've seen him retract it quite a bit and it doesn't change the color. She did it and it turned purple/red and angry and he was trying to move her hand. She mentioned that we needed to retract it to clean it every day to stretch things out and clean. He does a bit of that in the tub every night so I'm not concerned. She said we needed to do it. I'm not really comfortable with retracting his penis myself because I don't want to pull it back further than it's comfortable for him. I don't mind encouraging him to clean things and clean what he can get to, but I'm not ok with me doing it because that's not what I've been told about intact penises. My understanding is that they will fully retract as he plays with it and ages, not as I stretch it out a bit every night. Just not comfortable with her. If you have to qualify 'forcibly', I'm not a happy mama.
Oh well, I was going to go doctor shopping since Chrys and I just got a letter from our doc that she was leaving. That's the second one in the last 3 years so time to look elsewhere.
We met with the NP for the first time today. She checked him out and pronounced him healthy. She was a bit concerned that he only nurses once a day and drinks only a bit of milk. Then, we talked about his love of cheese and yogurt and everything was ok.
She retracted his foreskin more than I was comfortable with, though. I've seen him retract it quite a bit and it doesn't change the color. She did it and it turned purple/red and angry and he was trying to move her hand. She mentioned that we needed to retract it to clean it every day to stretch things out and clean. He does a bit of that in the tub every night so I'm not concerned. She said we needed to do it. I'm not really comfortable with retracting his penis myself because I don't want to pull it back further than it's comfortable for him. I don't mind encouraging him to clean things and clean what he can get to, but I'm not ok with me doing it because that's not what I've been told about intact penises. My understanding is that they will fully retract as he plays with it and ages, not as I stretch it out a bit every night. Just not comfortable with her. If you have to qualify 'forcibly', I'm not a happy mama.
Oh well, I was going to go doctor shopping since Chrys and I just got a letter from our doc that she was leaving. That's the second one in the last 3 years so time to look elsewhere.
Sunday, August 02, 2009
8:02 on 8/02. Happy 3rd birthday my beautiful boy.
You are turning into such an amazing person. You talk a ton. You are very active. You seem to be good with the potty training (no dirty underwear in over a week). You still nurse once or twice a day (morning and the occasional nap). You still nap occasionally but not daily. You have a little set of friends from school and the Y. You are beginning to tell stories about your day and about the abstract. You still cuddle. You are fiercely independent. You tug on your ears when you're tired.
You amaze me. I love you.
You are turning into such an amazing person. You talk a ton. You are very active. You seem to be good with the potty training (no dirty underwear in over a week). You still nurse once or twice a day (morning and the occasional nap). You still nap occasionally but not daily. You have a little set of friends from school and the Y. You are beginning to tell stories about your day and about the abstract. You still cuddle. You are fiercely independent. You tug on your ears when you're tired.
You amaze me. I love you.
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