C: Mom, can I have some more cheese?
D: Yup. Bring me your plate.
C: No, you bring me the cheese out here.
D: No, you bring me your plate and I'll give you some more cheese.
C: Oh, come on!
D: What? I'm not your servant. If you want more cheese, I'll get it for you, but you need to bring me your plate.
C: Mom, if you bring me the cheese I'll buy you some diamonds.
D: Oh, you will? With what money?
C: Daddy's
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
They're Falling Like Dominoes
The second one wasn't loose at all a week ago. But once its partner fell, its as if it couldn't bear to stand alone. It tumbled out Friday night at a high school football game---helped along by a Milk Dud. This shot is seconds later--after the blood stopped!
Sunday, October 18, 2009
The First Big One
After days of hanging by a thread, it finally twisted around. He made me pull it out before we went into TGI Fridays for lunch "People will think I look like a weird boy." It took a decent yank to free it from its tether, but there you have it. There's a little lisp in our house right now and it is the cutest thing EVER.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Cherrystone
We had another fantastic tent camping excursion with the Bairds over Columbus Day weekend. This trip we visited Cherrystone at the southern tip of the Eastern Shore of Virginia--a place that I had never visited. We drove down through Richmond and Norfolk and took the Chesapeake Bay Bridge and Tunnel. It was our first "non-summer" trip and it was nice to not be sweaty and hot the whole weekend.
One of the reasons that we chose Cherrystone is that they have Halloween celebration weekends and this was one of them. Their festivities include campsite decoration contests, costume contests, trick or treating, a haunted house, and hayrides. Unfortunately, nothing on their website noted that ALL of that takes place on Saturday---and we didn't arrive until about 5pm. So, we missed the bulk of the organized fun that we chose the place for. But, honestly, it didn't really matter because Carole is Martha Stewart in disguise and she came armed with roughly 30 or 40 activities for the kids to do. :)
Here's a pic of our little home away from home. Snug as bugs in rugs were we. The only issue that we have to remember is that nylon sleeping bags slide around an awful lot on the queen size double decker Aerobed. It was like sleeping on a hot buttered pan.
We carved some Jack O'Laterns and got the boys dressed up even though we missed the Trick Or Treating.
The campground has many small rental cabins and folks go crazy decorating them. This was the most incredible one with a small walk-through haunted house. This was on Saturday and the people who did it had come down the previous Sunday and spent the whole week setting it up.
We rented this wacky cycle for an hour and the first 15 minutes was like watching a drunken 95 year old try to drive their Chevy Cavalier around the Beltway. Frightening. I had to go in the tent and take a nap. I was sure that there was a brain injury in the offing. But the boys, and Ralph, survived.
One of the really nice things about this campground is its location on the bay. It has four really nice piers, clamming, boating, fishing, etc. We took many walks to the beach and did alot of exploring.
Does this place look like heaven for boys, or what? Water, sand, broken concrete. They found a crabbing net (which is now in our garage), a tire, giant boards, dead creatures, and general filth. They loved it.
And one final shot of the beautiful sunset on Sunday night. A really fun place. Maybe we'll go back next year and try to get there on time!
One of the reasons that we chose Cherrystone is that they have Halloween celebration weekends and this was one of them. Their festivities include campsite decoration contests, costume contests, trick or treating, a haunted house, and hayrides. Unfortunately, nothing on their website noted that ALL of that takes place on Saturday---and we didn't arrive until about 5pm. So, we missed the bulk of the organized fun that we chose the place for. But, honestly, it didn't really matter because Carole is Martha Stewart in disguise and she came armed with roughly 30 or 40 activities for the kids to do. :)
Here's a pic of our little home away from home. Snug as bugs in rugs were we. The only issue that we have to remember is that nylon sleeping bags slide around an awful lot on the queen size double decker Aerobed. It was like sleeping on a hot buttered pan.
We carved some Jack O'Laterns and got the boys dressed up even though we missed the Trick Or Treating.
The campground has many small rental cabins and folks go crazy decorating them. This was the most incredible one with a small walk-through haunted house. This was on Saturday and the people who did it had come down the previous Sunday and spent the whole week setting it up.
We rented this wacky cycle for an hour and the first 15 minutes was like watching a drunken 95 year old try to drive their Chevy Cavalier around the Beltway. Frightening. I had to go in the tent and take a nap. I was sure that there was a brain injury in the offing. But the boys, and Ralph, survived.
One of the really nice things about this campground is its location on the bay. It has four really nice piers, clamming, boating, fishing, etc. We took many walks to the beach and did alot of exploring.
Does this place look like heaven for boys, or what? Water, sand, broken concrete. They found a crabbing net (which is now in our garage), a tire, giant boards, dead creatures, and general filth. They loved it.
And one final shot of the beautiful sunset on Sunday night. A really fun place. Maybe we'll go back next year and try to get there on time!Wednesday, September 23, 2009
We Are In - Fluenza
So, you know those cute pics below of us at the Red Sox game at Camden Yards last Sunday? All looks well, right? Well, it wasn't. Connor had a positive strep test and had started antibiotics 24 hours before those pics were taken. He seemed fine--as the photos seem to show. But after the game he got tired and cranky again (as he had been on Saturday) and got a pretty high fever on Sunday night. So, Monday morning I took him into the pediatrician for a follow up. It didn't make any sense to me that he'd be on antibiotics for 48 hours and still be so sick. We saw a new doctor in the practice who has the personality of a toe-nail. He basically poo-pooed me and said that we just needed to stick with the Amoxicillin and hang in there. The rest of the day was awful. He was miserable, vomiting, coughing, fever. Then, Monday night again with the awful, drenching fevers. And this is WITH Tylenol. So, by Tuesday morning I was alarmed and actually toyed with taking him to he ER, but called the pediatrician's office instead. I talked to a great nurse who agreed with me that something didn't make sense. So, I brought him back into the office at lunchtime yesterday and we saw a different doctor, one that we love, Dr. Crowley. She actually listened to me and was concerned about the fever (it was almost 102 at that moment!) and Connor's complaint of leg pain on top of everything else. So, she did a rapid flu test.
Now, I should tell you that Connor has developed over the past few months, a deep fear of the flu. All of the news about H1N1 has not escaped his notice and we've had lots of discussions about the flu, how to avoid getting the flu, etc. So, you can imagine his reaction when the doctor walked in and said "Well, we've got a positive flu test." His face literally collapsed on itself, he started to scream and cry and said "Mama! I don't want to die!!!" Ugh. Poor thing. The doctor was so nice and really handled him well. Once I explained to her that Connor was very afraid of "the swine flu" we only conversed using the name H1N1. In the end, she said that she was basically 100% sure that he, in fact, has H1N1 because he was immunized for the regular flu and virtually ALL of the positive influenza A they are seeing this early in the season has been the H1N1 strain. Thank God he didn't understand that part of it. I'd have had to have him tranquilized.
Things really got fun when the doctor told him that she needed to give him a mask to wear out of the office and that he should not touch anything. She put the mask on his face (a rigid one--not one of those cloth surgical things) and it pinched his little red eyes into slits. Which made him cry again. And he was so sad that everyone would be afraid of him in the mask. Which they were. Clearly, word spread quickly in the office because EVERYONE who worked there moved aside as we exited. The girl at the checkout counter literally THREW his sticker at him so she wouldn't come close to him. It was pitiful.
So, he's on Tamiflu for the flu and antibiotics for the concurrent strep. I called his school nurse and she agreed that it is probably H1N1 and that there is at least one other case in his school right now, also with concurrent strep. He'll probably be out of school all week. And it will be a miracle if Bob and I don't get this, too. My only hope is that I have some immunity because my mom is pretty sure that I was immunized during the swine flu outbreak in the 1970s.
I got him a little stuffed green monster yesterday and told him it was the flu virus guy. He liked that. But I could tell that he was conflicted about whether he should snuggle him (he's cute) or beat the living daylights out of him. In the end, he snuggled him. After all, its not easy being feared and hated!
Now, I should tell you that Connor has developed over the past few months, a deep fear of the flu. All of the news about H1N1 has not escaped his notice and we've had lots of discussions about the flu, how to avoid getting the flu, etc. So, you can imagine his reaction when the doctor walked in and said "Well, we've got a positive flu test." His face literally collapsed on itself, he started to scream and cry and said "Mama! I don't want to die!!!" Ugh. Poor thing. The doctor was so nice and really handled him well. Once I explained to her that Connor was very afraid of "the swine flu" we only conversed using the name H1N1. In the end, she said that she was basically 100% sure that he, in fact, has H1N1 because he was immunized for the regular flu and virtually ALL of the positive influenza A they are seeing this early in the season has been the H1N1 strain. Thank God he didn't understand that part of it. I'd have had to have him tranquilized.
Things really got fun when the doctor told him that she needed to give him a mask to wear out of the office and that he should not touch anything. She put the mask on his face (a rigid one--not one of those cloth surgical things) and it pinched his little red eyes into slits. Which made him cry again. And he was so sad that everyone would be afraid of him in the mask. Which they were. Clearly, word spread quickly in the office because EVERYONE who worked there moved aside as we exited. The girl at the checkout counter literally THREW his sticker at him so she wouldn't come close to him. It was pitiful.
So, he's on Tamiflu for the flu and antibiotics for the concurrent strep. I called his school nurse and she agreed that it is probably H1N1 and that there is at least one other case in his school right now, also with concurrent strep. He'll probably be out of school all week. And it will be a miracle if Bob and I don't get this, too. My only hope is that I have some immunity because my mom is pretty sure that I was immunized during the swine flu outbreak in the 1970s.
I got him a little stuffed green monster yesterday and told him it was the flu virus guy. He liked that. But I could tell that he was conflicted about whether he should snuggle him (he's cute) or beat the living daylights out of him. In the end, he snuggled him. After all, its not easy being feared and hated!
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Go Sox Go!
Gotta make this super quick because its bedtime. Had a great day today at Camden Yards. Felt like we were at Fenway--3 out of 4 fans were Red Sox Nation. And it was easily one of the most perfect weather days of the year. Happy Birthay one more time to our Big Papi!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Happy Birthday Daddy!
Today is my schoompie's birthday. We started the celebrations this past weekend with a nice dinner at McCormick and Schmick's and tonite he grilled some yummy ribeyes. This weekend we'll wrap up the festivities with a Red Sox game in Baltimore. An all around exciting birthday week for our number one guy. In defiance of aging, he's begun playing softball again after a roughly 7 year lay-off. Good for him. Not so good for his right hamstring. How's this look?
That was Week 1's injury. Week 2 was a jammed finger that swelled up like an eggplant on a stick and that required a splint. No worries. These are battle scars that are earned with pride.
That was Week 1's injury. Week 2 was a jammed finger that swelled up like an eggplant on a stick and that required a splint. No worries. These are battle scars that are earned with pride.
In order to demonstrate my devotion, I embarked on a 3 night journey to concoct a Martha Stewart dessert from her current Halloween issue in lieu of the traditional birthday cake. Here's a shot of Martha's:
And here's a shot of mine:
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