a smattering of family, food, and art for our friends
Because it is practically summer. Because I spend a lot of time with 8 year olds Monday-Friday and their ways have rubbed off on me. Because I am surrounded by boys at home. Because I am a total kid at heart. Because I love love love to make the little one laugh like crazy. All of the above are reasons I bought some “whipper snappers” at the store last night.
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Best $2 ever spent.
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Playing in the front yard last night. Oscar runs in the garage to show a flower (weed) we pulled to Greg, who had gone inside.
Me: Uh-oh where’s daddy?
O: He’s hiding.
Me: Where do you think he’s hiding?
O: In the bathroom!
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Oscar does many things like his daddy. Add “leg crossing” to the list. Cute.
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Someone is feeling much better, if you couldn’t tell. Thanks for the visits in the hospital and calling/texting to check on our little man this last week. We have the greatest friends and family!
We have a follow-up appointment Monday to check his lungs. But if that big smile is any indication of how he feels, I think we’re good.
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Sometimes a little déjà vu is a good thing. When it involves a sick boy and the hospital, though, it’s not typically awesome.
Our little one’s trooper’s cold took a sudden turn for the worst which led to a trip to urgent care today. Urgent care led to chest X-rays, which led to a pneumonia diagnosis, which led to an unexpected ambulance transport and hospital admission.
He didn’t cry, let alone make a peep, during blood draws, IV pricks, or being poked and prodded by multiple nurses (as they swoon over him for his dashing good looks, and how well behaved he is) I can’t blame them, but he very well may have been playing them-all part of his master plan.
But today I’m so thankful for wonderful nurses who I can tell already love our baby so much, family that came to sit with me while Guitar Boy was leading worship at a retreat, and friends that drop everything to bring Oscar’s “buddy” and a few other things to the hospital.
Here’s to hoping we can add “speedy hospital discharge” to the list sooner than later.
These days, Oscar likes to take a bath in our bathroom. He’s also created a new game that makes us all laugh like crazy. Here is a video of the messy game Oscar likes to play during bath time these days. It’s all fun and games until I tell him it is time for a “wash down” (pardon yet another Thomas reference)
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Consider this the Easter wrap-up for the family that we missed seeing yesterday. Since it was the end of my break and Greg was officially done leading worship at 5 church services, we were looking forward to a relaxing day.
There was an egg hunt. Oscar didn’t quite know what to think about this. I think he would’ve been content with one egg, so we probably had about 75 too many for one kid, but didn’t complain about all the yummy “chwocwat” he got to bring home.
some eats (including but certainly not limited to “mile high pineapple cream pie” with the most awesome pie crust ever…thanks, Mamaw Sandy)
and laughs
Happy Easter!
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As a teacher it has been very important to me from day 1 to teach Oscar manners and respect. Today, as he decided to test the waters, he stomped his foot at me as a protest. Here’s the exchange that happened after I gave him “the look”:
O: Sorry mommy.
Me: I forgive you, but you need to obey mommy. Do you understand?
O: Yes, ma’am.
And off he happily ran. Please tell me it’ll always be that easy…
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No, I’m not going to burst into one of my least favorite country songs ever, sorry Tracy Lawrence.
Just the other day our friends welcomed another little boy to their family, and although we’ve yet to meet the little one they’ve been on our minds lots lately. Also on my mind is the fact that this time two years ago I’d lay and stare that this mug all day, and it never got old…
Now we run everywhere, blow bubbles, play trains, skin knees, wrestle, jabber, sing songs, and much much more.
While each phase of his life has brought different things to love, I’m finding that in each one I think “this age is the best.” One thing doesn’t change. He’s just as cute, and sweet, and I still love looking at that mug just as much. When he slows down long enough, that is.
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