Puppy to Mommy: you can’t talk – only one person can talk.
Mommy: what if I am the one person?
Puppy: No, I am the one person now.
Mommy: who made you boss?
Puppy: Abba!
Puppy is the top dog!
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Call from pre-school…
I got a call Wed afternoon form Puppy’s teacher, saying he has a boo boo on his side – it was warm and hard and I needed to take him to the Dr. Now my favorite ped is on vacation – so I go see the one of the other two. He tells me it is an abscess and that he needs two different antibiotics twice a day. I remind him about Puppy’s allergy to penicillin and he asked what happened when he had it. I told the Dr. that Puppy had had a full body rash – and we pulled him off. Dr. J said that wasn’t an allergic reaction and he wanted to give it again because it would be the best for the abscess…He sent me home to get him the meds and put him in warm bath to loosen the yuck inside.
Fast forward two doses – and it is 1:30am on Thursday – our boy walks into our room with a red face that is VERY warm – I take his temp thinking it is the infection….his body is absolutely cool, but his face red and hot. I called the Ped – the third Dr. – Dr. N in the practice called back – she – not one of my favorite people, but that is a story for another time…. she said stop the meds, bring him in first thing – and we’ll change what he is getting, but also give him some benadryl.
Fast forward to 7am – his face is BRIGHT RED – HOT – and now SWOLLEN — he was breathing fine – but looked like Unc did when he was mango boy…. No one answered at the Dr. office, unlike when Dr. R is there —
I took Bean and dropped her of – J took Bob and Belle to camp and then took Puppy right in — Dr. J got pissy with J for not calling first — I was pissed…here he was having this reaction – it was either the office or the ER….
So home again, home again – now my poor boy is on 1 medicine – 4 times a day — 2.5 tsp of YUCKY stuff… we are not above bribes!! Take your meds and he gets some choc chips!!
But it for sure put things in perspective — other things were happening…but my boy was going to be ok — quite emotional….
Bringing a two year old to a movie…Lemonade saves the day!
You read correctly, we made it to see Wall.E — it was brilliant! Just BRILLIANT!
OK – we’ll backtrack. We got home from camp/school at 4:30 – I rushed to put in the salmon and make dinner..but it was too hot and took too long for us to leave at our designated time of 5:15 to make the 5:45 movie. So sandwiches it was – Tuna for Belle, 2 PBJ for Bob, melted cheese for Bean and PBJ for Puppy, throw a PBJ for me too….(no vegi, no fruit) water in the car!
We made it out, and to the movie — using gift coupons that I had received for my birthday at least 3 years ago, if not more- the 5 of us walked in, and I got $1.50 back! (J came on his own and paid, so I don’t even know what that cost!)
Bob held my purse and keys, as we proceeded down the escalator — I held Bean as she is TERRIFIED of them and help Puppy’s hand. We got a BIG bucket of popcorn, 4 small cups and 2 med (you can’t tell me they were medium, they looked like a two litter bottle!) drinks, one lemonade and one diet coke — and we were off.
Poor Puppy thought we were going to shul where they had movie night the week before, on the grass with “Cars” projected — this was a bit different…for a sensory kid, but he was a trouper.
An hour and a bit into the movie — Puppy starts saying Penis! Penis! VERY LOUDLY in a quiet theater…there were only about 20 people total in the theater — but when you are paying $12 a ticket, who wants to be interrupted?!?
He continues, Penis! PENIS! PENIS BOY!! Penis BOY! I PENIS BOY!!! I PENIS BOY!!!
OMG J and I were trying so hard not to laugh, Bob was in stiches and the girls kept looking like he was nuts! Remember now – more than an hour into the movie, NO POPCORN left to distract…no paci in site, and Penis Boy yelling PENIS BOY at the top of his lungs….turn to Lemonade!
Sticky, sweet, sticky – ice cold — did I say sticky? But it distracted good’ol penis boy for enough time to get him to forget! I dont’ think the rest of us ever will.
I found my niche – life of the impromptu!
We just got back from our impromptu picnic/bicycle ride! It was great — but had we planned it and thought about it — again, wouldn’t have happened. J went and got a new pump, and came home and said he wanted to take the kids to ride — but it was lunchtime….
So I pulled out salami, bread, ketchup, mustard (2 kinds), carrots, peppers, ice water & blueberries — add the picnic blanket, camera — 4 bikes, 4 helmets, wipes – plates, napkins, utencils AND BUG SPRAY — and we were off within 14 minutes flat …nope, could not have planned it.
We took two cars, and with gas prices at $4.22 per gallon, we drove the mile to a local elementary school parking lot — put out our spread, and had the entire lot to ourselves for riding.
Amid the raindrops, and sunshower…Bob took of riding as usual, Belle rode for the first time without training wheeles!! Though did take a spill — Bean didn’t love getting wet, but rode for a bit and Puppy was too funny in his three wheeler — and helmet.
I survived, though I HATE the outside, bugs and all — but I feel proud of myself, I think that I did ok…I did it for my kids. Had I had to think about it, and plan it and worry about it, I don’t think I could have pulled it off… I’m so glad we did.
Happy 4th of July!!
Shabbat Playdates O-My!
So it started out as a simple – Bob was going to have a playdate with his best bud form birth JM – well JM has a sister EM who is Bean’s age – so they wanted to play…ok god who will we have for Belle? We call AP and she can come, thank god! So now you are thinking that I am leaving out Puppy….no no! That is when it got crazy…
BSP, my oldest and dearest friend from kindergarten gas been telling me about her friend BR and her husband RR, who have a daughter SR who is going to be at school with Puppy…but they also have a son JR who is 18 months old…BSP herself has SPa who is Puppy age and SPb who is 4 months old (yes, both their names start with S — I’m not the only one to mess this up!) so I invited both families….J was aware of this, but what I forgot to tell him….is that when I thought of who was coming — I invited TG — with her three kids – SG who is Bean’s age, LG who is Puppy’s age and NG who is JR’s age so they could meet too….
Needless to say, the 4 year olds were the loudest – the 2 almost 3 year olds cried the most…and some parents handled the noise better than others…
All in all I had a great time, lovely people — and J chose not to divorce me yet!
Super Sunday!
What a great day! We drove all the way to PA today for a fun filled swim day of family. Aunt J and Uncle R, Cousin J and D, Bubbie, Zaddie, Aunt M from Israel, Grammy and Grandpa, Unc and Lolo, “special Grandma T”– of course Jesse and Keppi the dogs — all met for a wonderful, relaxed day by the pool.
4 generations — much love and more – ration of 2.75 adults per child — much more then we have on any normal day! But to hear Bubbie, my grandma say it was the best day of her life — was awesome! Zaddie even got his feet into the pool — grandma was quite sad, watching all the help he needed to do it, I was too — this strong, brilliant man, dentist, husband, care taker, father to three, grandpa to 9, now great grandpa to 8 has withered… but no matter how we have felt about what has come out of his mouth in the past, we all love him and are there to support both he and grandma…as they have always done for us. I’m so fortunate to have my kids know my grandparents…and love to spend time with them, just like I did…just like they do with my parents…we are all truly blessed.
My baby…
Tonight there was a major change in our house…and I was totally unprepared, absolutely took me by surprise. J took the side of Puppy’s crib off…Puppy now sleeps in a toddler bed…
I was not prepared, I wasn’t ready — could I say it in a different way? I feel I needed to psych myself up for my baby, my youngest to not be in a crib anymore – more than just the second anyway.
All 4 kids were excited — J was excited, mostly that he wouldn’t have to get out of bed to get Puppy anymore…
I’m excited for Puppy too, he is a big boy, when Bob was his age, he was almost a big brother to two and in a big boy bed for a while…it helps put things in perspective…but alas, for the last time in Central, we took a crib side off to make a toddler bed…
I’m a little sad.
Number 4 and "the others never…."
We find ourselves saying “the others NEVER did that!” quite often after Puppy does something unexpected, or different — throwing us into the roll of first time parents, so to speak for each incident.
The first that comes to mind is our anniversary 2006 – Puppy bit a Nerf football — we found part of the piece and the football, and realized that there was still a piece missing. After a trip to the END to make sure he didn’t swallow a piece – they sent us to the radiologist for a barium swallow, as the ENT said with foam, ya just never know, it could be hiding somewhere…and low and behold, there on the screen during the barium swallow, was that little piece of foam being pushed down by that yucky barium – and probably pooped out at some point….that was a big “the others NEVER did that!”
Tonight – Puppy climbed out of his crib, TWICE!! I know, I know – He is 2.5 — and Lolo did that at 14 months — but “the others NEVER did that!” The second time he hurt his little toe — “da pinkie mommy, da little one – kiss it please” — ok Puppy but we don’t climb out of our criby – cause you can get hurt — “I know mommy! da pinkie got hurt!”
My sweet little boy — here’s to no more, the others never…
All’s fair in love and war. No Biting!
After a weekend of working with A-s to stop hitting — everyone in his path — reciting “We don’t hit!” over and over again…
Bob turns around this morning and was bawling his 7 year old eyes out! Saying that Puppy bit him. I turned to Puppy and said, Puppy – we don’t bite!
Poor Puppy looked up at me with those puppy dog eyes of his and said — “Mommy, I no hit him?!?”
How do you not laugh? My 7 year old is in tears, and my two year old thinks he figured out how to listen!
The boys exchanged hugs and a special kiss is delivered to the wound — and our new mantra is …”We don’t hit or bite”
Name Game!
When we named our children we thought long and hard about how each name would honor the person they were named after…the way it fit into the exhisting family of names ended up being an afterthought….
The confusion has increased over the years, with drs appts and playdates — but as a side affect it has created posting confustion – as I post I can’t Say J Y A and A when there are two A’s and a husband J — let’s see if this code works for now.
J-h — J — Husband
J-s — Bob — Son
Y-d — Belle — Daughter
A-d — Bean — Daughter
A-s — Puppy — Son
Edit — ok that wasn’t working for me- let’s try nicknames…
Just Your Average Adventure 