Do you have a WormPig?

Sometimes the boys, especially the Little One, plays WormPig.

What is a WormPig you ask?  It is a bit hard to explain.  One morning when I wasn’t feeling well, D came to lay down with me.  As he was laying down I probably called him a monkey or something and he said ‘No, I’m a pig’.  Somehow after that he said he was, what I understood to be, a warm pig.  This is the most sense it made to me since he was under the covers.

I was told I was wrong and that he was a WormPig. I’m still not sure where he came up with that but now we play WormPig.  Originally it was just when one or both the boys cuddled with me, but they seem to have branched out so that you can find WormPigs all over my house now.

Just the random story for the day.

What did you do this week?

K’s birthday party last weekend went pretty well.  I had three games planned and the kids blew through them so they ended up playing together in K’s room a lot, which seemed to work for them but made me feel like I didn’t put on a very good party.  One of the games was Find the Battle Droid, which consisted of about 30 balloons on the floor that the kids had to pop and whoever found the picture of the battle droid won.  I completely under estimated the noise that 8 kids popping balloons at one time would make.  Another of the games involved taking those stretchy sticky hands and trying to “capture” Pokemon and Bakugan cards that were suspended from helium balloons.  The kids loved that one, but a few of them were much better at aiming than I anticipated (or they chaeated, I couldn’t watch them all at once) because I thought that game would take much longer than it did.  The kids loved the sticky hands and everyone got to take home the cards they captured (2 a piece) and a helium filled balloon.  Plus, I love the look of those colorful strings hanging from the ceiling during the party.  Very festive.

My poor niece didn’t have very much fun.  She was the only girl here and wasn’t really into all the things the boys were doing.  I think next year I’ll have to let her parents know that she is welcome to come (K loves her and they have fun when all the other boys aren’t around), but that she shouldn’t feel like she has to come if she doesn’t want too. 

The Pokeball cake was success.  K was so happy when he woke up the morning of his party and saw his cake.  It makes all the flaws that I see in it disappear.  The goal is always for him to be happy, as long as that happens all is good.   

Monday evening  K still didn’t seem to be getting over his congestion so Tuesday afternoon I made the decision that we were going to stay home all week and let him rest.  It meant that he had to miss Cub Scouts and Karate, which I hated to do, but in the end I think it was the correct decision.  By Friday morning, while he was still a little congested, he was much peppier and more his old self.  Unfortunately the same could not be said for D.

On Wednesday I received a call from D’s school that he was just crying and crying. No fever, but he definitely wasn’t himself.  Luckily my Mom is still in town so she was able to go get him.  About 5 minutes before she showed up he got a fever of 100.2 which meant he couldn’t come back the next day. *Sigh*   I go to pick him up that afternoon at Mom’s after picking up K from school and my poor Little One was all whiny and clingy.  Most definitely not his normal self.  I give him some pain medicine and within 15 minutes you wouldn’t have known anything was wrong with him.  He was running around and fighting with his brother like nothing was wrong.  Just as I thought, ear infection.  Because of the fever he couldn’t go back to school the next day and since they typically won’t give you antibiotics for a low level ear infection I didn’t take him to the Dr.  He was fine all day on Thursday while he was with my Mom.  He didn’t need any pain medication, didn’t show any signs of pain or fever, etc.  Friday morning at 2:45a he wakes up screaming like he is being tortured and with a temperature of about a 102.0 (I don’t have a working thermometer right now, but having been through this a lot with K I’m pretty accurate at telling their temperature by touch).  More pain medication and he goes right to sleep.  *Sigh*  Thank goodness for Grandma again.  She not only watched him for me on Friday, but she took him to the walk-in clinic.  Bi-lateral ear infection.  Completely infected.  The Dr. said it was bad.  My poor sweetie.  At least at that level they know it is bacterial and still do prescribe antibiotics so within about 12 hours he was feeling much better. 

We did have a funny episode though.  Because both of the boys were congested and we just couldn’t seem to break it (I have a humidifier in each of their rooms) I broke down and gave them an OTC liquid.  Because I was trying to be thrifty I bought the generic, store brand version.  Apparently this was not a good plan.  I gave it to K first as I didn’t really want to give it to D unless I had too.  K said it was absolutely disgusting.  I thought he was just being dramatic.  I mean they never taste good but his reaction was a little over the top.  A day or two later D didn’t seem to be getting any better (this was before Wednesday) so I gave him some.  He made this horrible face, looked at me like I had just violated his little trust and started wiping at his tongue with his hand.  I gave him a glass of milk and once he was willing to talk he told me he said “That tastes like yuck.”  So it is unanimous amongst the boys, the OTC medicine tastes like Super Yuck (they upgraded it after comparing notes) and I don’t think there is anyway I will get either of them to take it again.

Saturday, since everyone was feeling better (except for me, but I had pretty much passed out Friday evening and had gotten a lot of sleep) D and I went to help my Mom look at granite slabs for her kitchen.  K stayed with my Dad.  I felt a little bad since it was my Dad’s birthday and my gift was pretty much here Dad I love you watch my son for me. :)  The two of them went to Starbucks and then went back home and hung out so apparently it worked for them. 

Anyway, Mom, D and I drove down to look at the granite.  She had 6 places we could have visited but we only checked out two.  I swear, I am not exaggerating, we probably looked at 300 slabs of granite.  I was on such granite overload by the end of that time that I was getting a little rummy about what I liked.  It was sort of, yeah that is lovely, looks fine.  hehe.  To add a degree of difficulty to the entire situation due to safety regulations D wasn’t allowed to walk around in the warehouse of the first place.  I could either take him to the playroom in the front of the store and not help my Mom; leave him unattended in the open playroom by himself (yeah, like that is going to happen); or carry him the entire time we were there.  I opted to carry the 38.5 lb child (so lucky he had been to the Dr. on Friday so I knew exactly how much he weighed) the entire time we looked.  It was only an hour of me carrying him around and trying to take pictures of the slabs that Mom liked. :)  I was so happy that the second place, which had about six times as many slabs for us to look at, allowed him to walk around as long as I was attentive and he stayed next to me.  At the second place D was the model.  He would take the sample of cabinetry that we had and place it on the slab Mom liked so that I could take a picture.  You can tell his mood by following the progression in the pictures from ‘this is fun, look at me” to “are we done yet”.  We start out with smiling D, progress to posing D and end with D sticking his tongue out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And no, Mom didn’t make a decision. 

Wow, where to start

I cannot believe it has been so long since I’ve updated the blog.  Sheesh, that isn’t very good of me.  My apologies.

The boys and I have been very busy lately.  School has started, birthdays are upon us, Cub Scouts is back in full swing and Karate is once again on the agenda.  We are getting back into the new routine and things don’t feel quite as rushed so hopefully I’ll be a little better from now on.

The highlights (because lets face it this is going to be a huge post as it is and details would make it a novel).

Musuem of Flight

On September 26th, the boys and I took advantage of the Free Museum day sponsored by the Smithsonian.   This is a day where the Smithsonian sponsors free museum admission to museums across the country.  We had a number of choices around here but decided to head down to the Museum of Flight.  It is somewhere I’ve wanted to take the boys but I wasn’t sure if they would really like it or not and I didn’t want to spend the money if we spent 30 minutes there and they were bored. 

We spent over 4 hours there and, as K said, “Mom, I thought it was going to be boring, but it was fantastic!”  The boys had a wonderful time looking at all the planes and the space mission things.  Even with spending a little over 4 hours there we didn’t see everything. 

I could not believe the number of interactive exhibits they had, and that was in addition to the kids’ area.  We went through a replica of a section of the space shuttle, the boys “flew” in a hang gliding simulator, sat in the cockpit of multiple airplanes, played with a Hot Air Balloon, sat in a helicopter and even got to “fly” in the cutest mock Blue Angels fighter jet.  It went up, down, tilted and had flaps that moved.  The boys loved it!

  

We walked through a British Airways Concord, however we didn’t go through the old presidential plane as the line for that plane was horrendously long.  The 747 and other planes weren’t open that day, oh well.

We will definitely need to find a way to go back.   So much fun to be had again and so many things that we didn’t even get a chance to look at.

School Dance

K’s school had a school dance and as odd as it sounds it is something that K loves to go to.  The PTA puts on the dance and they pay to have the DJ come in during the week and teach the kids different dances during PE and Music.  K always comes home talking about what he has learned and I find it absolutely hilarious that he knows the Macarena and the Electric Slide.

We decided to take one of the boys’ cousins with us and we decided just to make it a sleepover that night.  I think all three of the boys had a fun time and they were so great playing with each other.

K’s Birthday

K’s actual birthday was a quiet affair.  The boys, J, Grandma Ford and I all went out to McDonald’s for lunch.  I had heard that McDonald’s had Bakugans as the Happy Meal toy and knew that K would love lunch at McDonald’s so that he could have a Bakugan and play in the play area. 

It was much busier than I had thought it was going to be and the boys didn’t stay as long as they would have liked, however they had a good time and didn’t put up a fight when I asked them to get their shoes on.

That evening the boys and I headed over to Grandma and Grandpa Ford’s house.   Grandpa Ford and K stayed at home while Grandma Ford, D and I went to Sears to look at some of the appliances she wants for her kitchen remodel (I know, she is actually going through with it.  She has ordered the cabinets and the appliances!  We just have the Granite hurdle to go through now).  Anyway, after we returned from Sears we ate cake and ice cream.  I had made K the round cake that I am making for his big party on the 11th, but I let him decorate it as part of his birthday activities.

  

Happy Birthday baby.  I can’t believe you are 8!

Cub Scout Hike

Today the boys and I ventured out with K’s Cub Scout Pack for a lovely hike in a conservation area near here.  K is a little under the weather so I vacillated a lot this morning over whether or not to go, but in the end I decided to go ahead and we could always leave early if we needed.  K made it all the way to lunch (about 2 hours) but by then he was ready to leave. 

The hike was really nice and leisurely, and we only walked about 2 miles.  The trails were perfect.  They had some rolling hills, but nothing too terribly steep, one portion had signs about the trees and plants found in the forest and overall it is somewhere we will probably go again.  When I asked K if he had fun as we were leaving he wasn’t very appreciative that we had been gone, but once we were home and he had a chance to rest he admitted that he enjoyed it.  D, of course, had a great time.  He was outside and walking around so his day was made. 

K’s Birthday Party

K’s Birthday Party with his friends is this Sunday (the 11th).  I feel a little bad because I only sent his invitations out 2 weeks in advance and there are a number of kids that aren’t able to come.  We are still expecting to have somewhere between 8 and 10 kids (counting my boys) so I think there will be enough to have fun. 

Somehow I planned this party without realizing that I didn’t have any time during the week to actually get ready.  Monday evening I had to finish the PTA newsletter (I’m the editor), Tuesday was Cub Scouts, Wednesday was Karate, Thursday was Curriculum Night at School, Friday I was home but exhausted so I didn’t do as much as I should have, Saturday morning/early afternoon we had a Cub Scout Hike, Sunday is the party.  Whoo, at least it makes sense why we are all tired. :)

K wanted a Pokeball as a cake this year.  If I do say so myself I don’t think it turned out too bad. 

The cake I used wasn’t quite dense enough so my biggest worry is that it will collapse on itself before the party tomorrow. (I won’t go into how I forgot to make the Red frosting on Thursday so that it would have time to darken.  We are just going to pretend that Pokeballs are supposed to be that color).

Well, it is 1a here and I still need to get the treat bags together and I have a TON of stuff to do (including blowing up 30 balloons for one of the games) tomorrow, so I think I’ll go now.  The party should be fun.  I just hope K is getting some recuperative rest tonight.