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19 months old.
Thursday, November 6th, 2008the children’s park.
Wednesday, October 8th, 2008When we first discovered this lovely park, which is three minutes from our house, I was absolutely in awe. It’s a Real Live Fort. Well, a tiny fort for little ones.
Drew enjoys scooting through the paths and deciding on his very own what he’d like to do next. I just follow with the camera.
His very favorite thing to do is ring the bells in the fort. It does grow old eventually when it’s the SAME NOTE over and over and over but the smile on his face makes it worth the deafening and distracting noise.
Of course, when Daniel is with us, Daniel and I sneak over to play tic tac toe while watching Drew ring the bells.
Spinning is Drew’s absolute FAVORITE thing to do anytime during the day or night. He spins shoes from their shoelaces, bottles, toys, and wheels. When he found tires, he went crazy.
For a BRIEF second, I caught both Daniel and Drew posing on the tires. They look hilarious.
And the more he runs around in the park, the more his pants slide down until his legs look about two inches long.
Right beside the children’s fort, there is a creek with a bundle of ducks. Bundle of ducks? Gaggle of ducks? Swarm of ducks?
The ducks are so much fun and Drew squeals with delight each time he sees them.
18 months old.
Monday, October 6th, 2008
sickly.
Monday, September 29th, 2008After watching Drew battle a fever all day, complete with chills and lack of interest in anything but sleep and juice, I started getting really concerned tonight.
I’d kept him cool all day, tried to keep fluids and food in him (he didn’t have much interest in either), but all he wanted to do was sleep. He ended up taking a three hour nap while Daniel scooted to a late church service.
When Daniel got home, we woke Drew up to eat a bit of supper and play a tiny bit before tucking him back in bed. Only this time his fever had went back up. All the way to 103.2. Yes, I freaked out.
He hadn’t been sniffly at all today. No diarrhea, no vomiting, and no coughing. Just lying around, very very very whiny, and his fever has went up and down depending on tylenol and cool wash cloths.
We haven’t found a pediatrician yet or I would have called their 24 hr doctor on call and asked for a suggestion. So, we packed him into the car and headed to the ER.
It’s a new feeling to watch Drew somewhat helpless, physically. We’ve been blessed to have a very healthy boy. He’s had probably under 10 colds since he’s been born (he’s almost 18 months now) and has never had an ear infection or a stomach virus. But it was obvious tonight that something was wrong.
At the ER, the nurse put a band-aid on Drew’s toe that had a sensor inside of it to take his blood pressure. She slid his sock back over his toes and it was so cute to see Drew reach down and keep touching his toes. I KNOW IT’S THERE MOMMY! He got to wear a tiny toddler gown and with a fresh dose of tylenol, he was soon wiggling all over the hospital room. Isn’t that Murphy’s Law? Just when you think your kid is falling apart and you rush to the ER, he starts to dance for all the nurses.
The doctor finally came in (after we waited in a room for 45 minutes) and checked Drew out and diagnosed him with strep throat. I’m so glad that we went ahead and took him tonight. He’s on antibiotics and tylenol now and tucked in bed, sound asleep.
in the past hour.
Monday, September 8th, 2008I washed poo off of Drew’s crib, walls, toys, and gave him a scrubbing like he’s never had.
I finally convinced Drew to eat cantaloupe and now he and I have both eaten almost half of a large one. In one sitting.
I discovered that my cell phone fell into the hinder-parts (through a tear in the upholstery) of my favorite green chair and had to rip it a bit more to get it out.
These are the reasons why I want to forgo my not-reading-the-new-book-until-I-have-unpacked-everything pact.