It's Getting Colder

Well...I can't believe how this year is flying past. It's getting colder outsied here in NEO and the leaves are flying (along with the occasional snowflake.) The boys are geared up for sledding (please not anytime soon, lol.) School is going well, we're approaching the end of term and I have around a B average across the board. Not as good as I'd hoped but not terrible. I've been a little down this term and I'm not sure why. Anyway...just a little blurb for now.

Toddler Turn A Phrase

Author's Note: Conversation taking place after a nasty accident in which Tristan got his little fingers pinched in the bathroom door. (Despite being warned a zillion and one times that playing in the door would result in said accident.)

Tristan: Momma, boo-boo. ::holds out hand::

Me: Yes, I see that. Here, Mommy will put ice on it.

Tristan: No ice.

Me: If you put the ice on it, it will feel better.

Tristan: No...No feel better, ice.

Me: Then, what do you want me to do for you?

Tristan: (Crying stops) M&Ms. M&Ms feel better.


Ahh...I've succeed not only in passing emotional eating to the next generation, but also in breaching the gender lines. And in doing such men around the world will be enlightened to the inner turmoil women combat daily.

My work here is done. :-P

Update

Just a quick note and then some photos to relay an update on Tristan. Surgery yesterday, while an experience deffinately preferred to NOT be repeated, was a sucess. TJ is already hearing better and speaking clearer (is that a word?!) He is in some pain, but the meds they gave him are handling that. So all is well on the homefront. I'll be back soon when he goes for another nap. In the mean time here are some photos...

Leaving for Children's: All dressed and ready to leave for the hospital. Our journey begins. :-)

Snuggles: Big hugs from dad after a blood draw and vitals check.

If You Knew What Was Comming...: TJ playing in the waiting area in cap and scrubs. He was next for surgery.

Oh So Sad: Our sweet little Beatle in recovery after the surgery.

Movie Magic: TJ enjoying some "Nemo Therapy." Wathcing Finding Nemo on Momma's laptop turned movie theater.

Morphine High: This is the dazed and confused look TJ sported most of the night yesterday. The morphine was super strong for him, but he developed a mild allergic reaction to it, giving him the "itchies."

Backer Board: This little hand was the source of much distress. TJ was alright with the IV, but he sure wanted them to let him out of the backer board they had taped to his hand.

Ice Cream Headache: As if TJ wasn't in enough pain, they brought him some orange sherbet and he took a big bite, earning an ice cream headache for his efforts.

Get Me Out of Here!: They wheeled TJ to the car in a wagon. Though he looked more than ready to leave he actually was crying because we had to turn off Finding Nemo and pack up the laptop to go. Around 7:00 pm Tues. 7/11/06

"Buddy" to Surgery: One just for fun, this is TJ's "Buddy" in his OR cap, all set for surgery.

Slowly...Going...Crazy...

Oh man...I can't sleep. Again. I've had insomnia for weeks now. It seems like its 3 or even 4 in the morning before I even begin to get a little sleepy and then when I try to lay down...well the Serta counting sheep could find a job at my house. I even tried those damn Tylenol PM. Yeah that worked ::rolls eyes::...All they did was make my muscles dead. So I was wide awake, fully completely conscious...but I could hardly move any of my muscles. I couldn't even speak my muscles were so relaxed. Needless to say I won't be doing that again.

What else is new since I'm here?

TJ goes in on Tuesday for surgery. I feel like a terribly cruel mother for sending him so close to his birthday. But I needed to get it over with before I went back to school. That would have left Josh to deal with cranky pants kiddo and that doesn't go over well. He's having tubes put in his ears (which will definitely help with the ear infections..and will hopefully help with the falling down all the time) and then having his adnoids and tonsils removed (this will hopefully help with colds in general and perhaps a tad with his asthma by relieving some swelling around his airway.) I'm SOO scared. They have to put him under general anesthesia for the procedures and that terrifies me. My family doesn't do well under general, and with his asthma so bad it really frightens me to think about him being put under.

Send us a thought if you have a minute on Tuesday.

Burdaa Caick

As you can see by the ticker up there our little chunk turned 2 on the 6th. We had a party for him today. He's delighted. He got several balloons and one large cardboard box. Of course the large Rock,Roll, and Ride Tricycle that produced that big old box and balloons is now forgotten. Poor Nana, lol. She thought he'd at least play with it for a few minutes. Must have been the 45 minutes it took me to put the damn thing together. Some assembly required my tush.

Before the party Mister Tristan decided to shock us all by learning a new set of words. I left here around noon to go and pick up the cake for the party. TJ picked out the Sesame Street cake the other night at BJs when we ordered. Before I left I told him and Avery I was going to pick up his birthday cake. When I got home Tristan was at the door waiting on me.

"Buuuuuuuurdaa Caaick!" (LOL Perhaps if I spell it phonetically you'll be able to hear it in your mind.)

For over an hour until the guests arrived Tristan ran up and down the hallway SCREAMING "Burdaa Caick!" at the top of his little shreiker lungs. After awhile Avery materialized from the realm beyond the noise.

Avery: "Man Mommy, Tristan is loud."

Me: "Yup he sure is. He's just excited. He wants to eat birthday cake."

Avery: "Yea. I'm going to lay down in my bed. I think I have a head-ick."

Yeah Mommy has a head-ick too. :-P

AJ and TJ : Waterworks Park : April 2006