Well, today was one of those days that you could never predict when you wake up but that you will remember for a long time to come.
It was slow to start, or should I say *I* was slow to start. My dad came into my room at 7am as usual, but I was snoozing away. So, he let me sleep. When he came back in at 7:30am I was up and happy to start the day.
I took my breakfast on the road (a sippy cup of milk and a waffle - yum). And when dad dropped me off, I went right over and started playing with my friend A. in the sand. It was gonna be a good day.
Around 10am, my teacher D. noticed that my rash was getting kind of bad. She called my dad to say that, while it was nothing to worry about, he might want to make an appointment to take me to the doctor. So dad called mom and mom told dad to just go ahead and make an appointment. Before I knew it, it was 10:30am and my mom walked into Room 5 and said we were going to the doctor. Now, I may be just shy of 2 years old, but I wasn't born yesterday. I know that going to the doctor can be a scary thing. I was a little nervous. But mom promised to take me on a picnic in the park for lunch after the doctor. So, OK, I can get on board with that.
We had to go in the secret back door to the doctor. That's where kids go when they have something that is contagious and could get other kids sick. Then we went to room 9 which is now officially my favorite room in the doctors' office because it had great toys in it. I was playing with the toys and having lots of fun when the nurse came in and asked my mom if I would get on the scale. So, mom walked me out and showed me how to get up on the scale and how not to touch anything so they could get an accurate reading. I weigh 30 pounds! Woo Hoo.
After that, we went back into the room and I chose a book about lullabies for my mom to read to me. I got up on her lap and she read the book in all of her funny voices. She was making a funny dog voice when the doctor came in. He was really nice. My mom said his name was Doctor Woki and I called him Oki Woki. He took a look at my skin and told my mom it was a viral rash and that I should stay home from school today and tomorrow. Woo Hoo. He also said that my nose is gonna heal and I won't have a scar. Let's hope.
We left the doctor's office and that's where the greatest day ever began. First, mom said that we needed to get me some milk for my lunch. So she drove to a place called McDonald's. She drove up to a box and a voice asked her what she wanted to order. Then, we drove around and a lady in a funny hat gave my mom a bag that smelled really good. REALLY REALLY GOOD.
We drove to the park and parked along the road. Mom got me out and we walked over and sat under a tree. Mom unpacked my lunch (the lunch that I had brought to school). She gave me my soynut butter and jelly sandwich. Now, it looked pretty good, but what mom had smelled MUCH BETTER. She had something called McNuggets. And she let me have one. And I LOVED it. Then she let me have some fries. I don't know why, but she told me not to tell my dad. I don't know why my dad would care that I was eating the greatest tasting food in the world.
After lunch, mom took me home and got me all settled in for a nap. I slept from about 12:30pm till 3:30pm. Sweet. At school we have to get up at 2. So I got a whole extra hour and a half nap. When she came in to get me I was all rested and ready for my afternoon snack. My snack, oh, yes, my snack. First mom offered me hummus. But I said no. Then she asked me what I wanted and I said "cookies." Hey, if you don't try, you won't ever get anything. Well, my mom said OK and gave me 4 little ginger snaps. Then, she showed me how to make cookies taste even better by dunking them in my milk. Oh my goodness, that is good. I ate 3 of my 4 cookies and gave mom the last one. Then, mom asked me what I wanted to do and I said I wanted to watch the Wiggles. And mom said YES. She let me dance to the song I really like and then, she found another song all about Henry the Octopus that I had never seen before. She let me watch it 3 times and showed me how to dance with my arms. It was so much fun I couldn't believe my luck. After that we played with my little barn, read some books and drove the school bus around on the rug. We went upstairs and colored, watched firetrucks and laughing babies on You Tube and then watched movies of me at the ocean when I was just a little baby. This was such a fun afternoon I just wanted to jump for joy. Unfortunately, it's where I decided to jump that put a damper on my fun. Mom and me went back downstairs and she said I could watch Mickey Mouse while she put the dishes away. But while I was watching the TV show, I stood up and jumped on the couch. This made mom real mad. She says that I could really get hurt if I jump on the couch. She told me I couldn't sit on the couch anymore and that I couldn't watch Mickey Mouse anymore. I threw a FIT. But mom didn't cave. But she didn't want me to cry either. So, she closed the dishwasher and took me outside on the front steps. We hung out on the steps for a while and watched the squirrels jump from tree to tree and mom made a funny sound with her mouth and got the squirrel to come down the tree and look right at her. It was cool. I tried to make the sound too, but I don't quite have it yet.
I calmed down out on the porch and mom asked me what I wanted for dinner. I said "jelly sandwich." I was supposed to eat it for lunch, and, I thought it would still be good for dinner. It was. Mom made it special this time by mixing the soynut butter and the jelly together into a schmere before she put it on the bread. Yum. It was good.
While I was eating dinner, dad came home and we finished up the day as one happy, laughing and smiling family.
Don't get me wrong, I like going to school, but hanging out with mom today was really super fun.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
Hellllloooooo Room 5
So today was my first full day in Room 5, from walking in the front door first thing in the morning to when dad picked me up that night (not to get ahead of myself, but below is a picture of me running to greet him. The teachers always tell me, "Dad's coming back" and they're always right!)
Anyway, we got off to a shaky start because I had to walk right past Room 0/1 and I could see my friends in there and so I got a little confused as to where we were going and the next thing I knew we were in Room 5 and man is that place busy. The kids are all a little bit older and there's more of them and there are no babies anywhere! I'm so used to little Baby M and little Baby K that it was a little weird to be in a room with kids that, for the most part, are running in to use the potty. Definitely no bottles anywhere. So all of this got me kind of weirded out and I won't lie - I cried and I did NOT want dad to leave. But he told me that he would be back and, as we established earlier, that's always true.
After he left I had to kind of get my bearings but once I did I was off and running. I learned about how exercise and brushing your teeth and resting helps build a healthy body and I read some books and I even painted a blue quilt with a roller ball (and in case you don't know my mother, she's quite the accomplished quilter. She even made the blanket and pillow case I use at school.) A couple of times during the day I found myself getting little whiny but my new teacher J. would talk to me about my feelings and before I knew it I was happy again.
At lunch I ate my mac and cheese and my peas but I didn't really want my pears or yogurt and my teacher J. explained that I might be hungry later if I didn't eat. I wasn't hungry though so it all went back into my lunch box and back home with me. I'm sure I'll see those pears and that yogurt again at some point.
Today was also my first day sleeping in Room 5 on the floor and it turned out pretty well. Maybe it was all the activity or maybe it was the indoor camping but I zonked out for an hour and a half. I guess I needed it.
Before I knew it, dad was there to get me (see above picture.) All in all, it turned out to be a pretty good day. I'm kind of looking forward to tomorrow.
On a non-school related note (and it seems like all I ever talk about is school) I just thought I'd let you know that I've got this gnarly rash going on. It started out as a diaper rash, which I'm kind of used to, but now it's spread to my forearms and hands and my knees and shins. It's this weird raised bumpy rash almost like little pimples. It hasn't really been bothering me but it doesn't look all that great. Hopefully it will go away in the next day or two or I just might need a trip to the doctor.
Anyway, we got off to a shaky start because I had to walk right past Room 0/1 and I could see my friends in there and so I got a little confused as to where we were going and the next thing I knew we were in Room 5 and man is that place busy. The kids are all a little bit older and there's more of them and there are no babies anywhere! I'm so used to little Baby M and little Baby K that it was a little weird to be in a room with kids that, for the most part, are running in to use the potty. Definitely no bottles anywhere. So all of this got me kind of weirded out and I won't lie - I cried and I did NOT want dad to leave. But he told me that he would be back and, as we established earlier, that's always true.
After he left I had to kind of get my bearings but once I did I was off and running. I learned about how exercise and brushing your teeth and resting helps build a healthy body and I read some books and I even painted a blue quilt with a roller ball (and in case you don't know my mother, she's quite the accomplished quilter. She even made the blanket and pillow case I use at school.) A couple of times during the day I found myself getting little whiny but my new teacher J. would talk to me about my feelings and before I knew it I was happy again.
At lunch I ate my mac and cheese and my peas but I didn't really want my pears or yogurt and my teacher J. explained that I might be hungry later if I didn't eat. I wasn't hungry though so it all went back into my lunch box and back home with me. I'm sure I'll see those pears and that yogurt again at some point.
Today was also my first day sleeping in Room 5 on the floor and it turned out pretty well. Maybe it was all the activity or maybe it was the indoor camping but I zonked out for an hour and a half. I guess I needed it.
Before I knew it, dad was there to get me (see above picture.) All in all, it turned out to be a pretty good day. I'm kind of looking forward to tomorrow.
On a non-school related note (and it seems like all I ever talk about is school) I just thought I'd let you know that I've got this gnarly rash going on. It started out as a diaper rash, which I'm kind of used to, but now it's spread to my forearms and hands and my knees and shins. It's this weird raised bumpy rash almost like little pimples. It hasn't really been bothering me but it doesn't look all that great. Hopefully it will go away in the next day or two or I just might need a trip to the doctor.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
PUMPKIN PATCH!
Oh YEAH!
I was feeling a lot better today. My fever went away and I was in a pretty good mood. I am beginning to notice that when I am in a good mood, so is my mom and dad. Today, Mom got me out of bed and got me all dressed while dad slept in. We were being nice to him because he was so nice to us yesterday when we weren't feeling so good. It turns out Mom was feeling a little yucky yesterday too. She went to bed right after she put me to bed last night.
So, Mom and I went downstairs and she made me a nice bowl of mush and a glass of milk. It's what I asked for, but as it turns out, I wasn't really all that hungry. I only ate a little of it. Mom was worried maybe I was still a little sick, but I didn't have a temperature. Dad got up and he said I was OK. Then we went upstairs and colored with the new crayons my mom MADE me. That's right, my mom made me some crayons. They are big and chunky and round like hockey pucks. Mom made them by crumbling up regular crayons into a muffin tin and putting them in the oven on 250 degrees until the crayons melt. Then she let them cools and dumps them out onto a piece of wax paper. They are really cool and perfect for my tiny hands.
After we colored, mom and me rolled around on the floor and played with blocks. We laughed and laughed and laughed and I didn't think it was possible to have more fun. I was wrong. Dad came downstairs and said, "let's go." We all went downstairs and Dad let me pick which car we would take. I picked "this car" which was the car in the garage. We all piled in and Dad drove through the park and then to a place I never knew existed. It's called Tapia Brothers Pumpkin Patch and it was totally cool. They have tons of pumpkins and funny corn and a big shoe and animals. I saw bunnies and goats and chickens and roosters and a big turkey and a cow and 2 miniature horses.
Dad and I sat in a big wagon that looks like the box that animal crackers come in.
And mom and I stuck our heads in a board with holes in it while Dad took our pictures.
When it was time to go, I got a little grumpy. I mean, come on, who wants to leave the pumpkin patch? Right?
After that we went to Trader Joe's. On the way home we passed a park that I hadn't noticed before. Mom said that if I was good, maybe we'd come back there later. I guess I was good because after my nap, we loaded up in the other car and went to that park. Mom said it's her new favorite. I liked it a lot. I climber the chain ladder and the yellow ladder and slid down the big slide. The structure had a sticker on it that said it was safe for kids between the ages of 2 and 5. Technically, I am not 2 yet. But I tore that place up. I might as well be 2 1/2 for the way I played on that thing. While I was playing I heard another kid's mom say it was time to have birthday cake. Can you believe my luck? Well, don't believe it. It wasn't my birthday party, so I didn't get to have any cake. But Mom said that I'd get to have cake next Sunday when we have my birthday party. That's gonna be so cool!
Tonight, mom had to make me a new pillow for school so Dad read my stories and sang my songs and tucked me in. It's the first time he's done it in a week or so and he didn't know I had a new routine. Now, I like to stand up on the chair and give kisses when the songs are playing. It makes Mom and Dad laugh and smile. I like to make them smile. They make me smile all the time.
Oh, by the way. Dad said the Dodgers won. So, now they go on to play some more games and, if they keep winning, they will go to the SUPER BOWL. No wait, that's the Buffalo Bills. The Dodgers are gonna go to the WORLD SERIES. That will be really cool.
I was feeling a lot better today. My fever went away and I was in a pretty good mood. I am beginning to notice that when I am in a good mood, so is my mom and dad. Today, Mom got me out of bed and got me all dressed while dad slept in. We were being nice to him because he was so nice to us yesterday when we weren't feeling so good. It turns out Mom was feeling a little yucky yesterday too. She went to bed right after she put me to bed last night.
So, Mom and I went downstairs and she made me a nice bowl of mush and a glass of milk. It's what I asked for, but as it turns out, I wasn't really all that hungry. I only ate a little of it. Mom was worried maybe I was still a little sick, but I didn't have a temperature. Dad got up and he said I was OK. Then we went upstairs and colored with the new crayons my mom MADE me. That's right, my mom made me some crayons. They are big and chunky and round like hockey pucks. Mom made them by crumbling up regular crayons into a muffin tin and putting them in the oven on 250 degrees until the crayons melt. Then she let them cools and dumps them out onto a piece of wax paper. They are really cool and perfect for my tiny hands.
After we colored, mom and me rolled around on the floor and played with blocks. We laughed and laughed and laughed and I didn't think it was possible to have more fun. I was wrong. Dad came downstairs and said, "let's go." We all went downstairs and Dad let me pick which car we would take. I picked "this car" which was the car in the garage. We all piled in and Dad drove through the park and then to a place I never knew existed. It's called Tapia Brothers Pumpkin Patch and it was totally cool. They have tons of pumpkins and funny corn and a big shoe and animals. I saw bunnies and goats and chickens and roosters and a big turkey and a cow and 2 miniature horses.
Dad and I sat in a big wagon that looks like the box that animal crackers come in.
And mom and I stuck our heads in a board with holes in it while Dad took our pictures.
When it was time to go, I got a little grumpy. I mean, come on, who wants to leave the pumpkin patch? Right?
After that we went to Trader Joe's. On the way home we passed a park that I hadn't noticed before. Mom said that if I was good, maybe we'd come back there later. I guess I was good because after my nap, we loaded up in the other car and went to that park. Mom said it's her new favorite. I liked it a lot. I climber the chain ladder and the yellow ladder and slid down the big slide. The structure had a sticker on it that said it was safe for kids between the ages of 2 and 5. Technically, I am not 2 yet. But I tore that place up. I might as well be 2 1/2 for the way I played on that thing. While I was playing I heard another kid's mom say it was time to have birthday cake. Can you believe my luck? Well, don't believe it. It wasn't my birthday party, so I didn't get to have any cake. But Mom said that I'd get to have cake next Sunday when we have my birthday party. That's gonna be so cool!
Tonight, mom had to make me a new pillow for school so Dad read my stories and sang my songs and tucked me in. It's the first time he's done it in a week or so and he didn't know I had a new routine. Now, I like to stand up on the chair and give kisses when the songs are playing. It makes Mom and Dad laugh and smile. I like to make them smile. They make me smile all the time.
Oh, by the way. Dad said the Dodgers won. So, now they go on to play some more games and, if they keep winning, they will go to the SUPER BOWL. No wait, that's the Buffalo Bills. The Dodgers are gonna go to the WORLD SERIES. That will be really cool.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Low Grade Fever
Yeah, you read that right. I wasn't feeling all that great today. Things got off to a pretty good start because I slept in but I was glad when dad finally came in and he got me up and changed my diaper and dressed me in some jeans and a nice flowered shirt. When we got downstairs mom was already there making some oatmeal (which is exactly what I wanted for breakfast) so I ate that and a banana and so everything seemed okay.
But when mom and dad told me that we had to run some errands and that I had to wear a jacket to go outside, I did not want any part of that. No matter how many times they explained that it was cold out and was even raining I did NOT want to put on that jacket. But, as happens so many times, they forced it on me but I let them know I was not happy at all about it. I was feeling really warm without it so I don't know why they made me wear it.
We ended up going to an arts and crafts store where I saw lots of Halloween and Thanksgiving decorations and it was really neat. I had a pretty good time watching the motion activated monsters do their songs and dances.
For lunch we went to Millies, this restaurant right by where we live, and I had chicken nuggets that were shaped like dinosaurs. My mom kept feeling my forehead and saying that I felt hot and even though I knew something wasn't quite right, I was enjoying my milk and even stealing some french fries off of my dad's plate.
Once we got home, I knew it was time for nap but I wasn't really in the mood and when my dad took me upstairs I had pretty much made up my mind that I did not want him changing my diaper and I let him know.
Boy howdy, did I let him know.
But, like I said earlier, mom and dad always seem to get their way in these situations so no matter how much I kicked my legs and cried and screamed for mom, dad got me changed and ready for nap. Mom held me and rocked me for nap and she could tell that I was warm and not feeling all that great.
I went down for my nap and before I knew it, dad was opening the door and picking me up. We sat in the chair and he help the thermometer under my arm and when it beeped he looked at it and said,
"99.7. Let's try it again."
So he held it under my arm and he hugged me and we rocked and when the thermometer beeped he looked at it and said,
"99.5. Looks like your mother is right. You're running a low grade fever."
We spent the rest of the afternoon indoors because it started raining again but at one point dad and I sat out on the front step and watched the rain and it was pretty cool. I liked watching the rain. I really like water.
I was still feeling kind of off for the rest of the day so mom and dad let me pick whatever I wanted to dinner so I had mac and cheese and peas (which I LOVE!) and then we went upstairs and I got ready for bed. We did everything we normally do (change into jammies, brush teeth blah blah blah) but we did one different thing and that was dad giving me a dropper full of medicine. I didn't like it at first but he told me that I had to have another so I put on my brave face and took another dropper of medicine. Hopefully I'll be back to my normal self tomorrow.
I'll let you know!
PS - my dad tells me that the Dodgers are about to sweep the Cubs but the game doesn't start until after I go to bed. If they make it to the World Series I hope he lets me stay up and watch!
But when mom and dad told me that we had to run some errands and that I had to wear a jacket to go outside, I did not want any part of that. No matter how many times they explained that it was cold out and was even raining I did NOT want to put on that jacket. But, as happens so many times, they forced it on me but I let them know I was not happy at all about it. I was feeling really warm without it so I don't know why they made me wear it.
We ended up going to an arts and crafts store where I saw lots of Halloween and Thanksgiving decorations and it was really neat. I had a pretty good time watching the motion activated monsters do their songs and dances.
For lunch we went to Millies, this restaurant right by where we live, and I had chicken nuggets that were shaped like dinosaurs. My mom kept feeling my forehead and saying that I felt hot and even though I knew something wasn't quite right, I was enjoying my milk and even stealing some french fries off of my dad's plate.
Once we got home, I knew it was time for nap but I wasn't really in the mood and when my dad took me upstairs I had pretty much made up my mind that I did not want him changing my diaper and I let him know.
Boy howdy, did I let him know.
But, like I said earlier, mom and dad always seem to get their way in these situations so no matter how much I kicked my legs and cried and screamed for mom, dad got me changed and ready for nap. Mom held me and rocked me for nap and she could tell that I was warm and not feeling all that great.
I went down for my nap and before I knew it, dad was opening the door and picking me up. We sat in the chair and he help the thermometer under my arm and when it beeped he looked at it and said,
"99.7. Let's try it again."
So he held it under my arm and he hugged me and we rocked and when the thermometer beeped he looked at it and said,
"99.5. Looks like your mother is right. You're running a low grade fever."
We spent the rest of the afternoon indoors because it started raining again but at one point dad and I sat out on the front step and watched the rain and it was pretty cool. I liked watching the rain. I really like water.
I was still feeling kind of off for the rest of the day so mom and dad let me pick whatever I wanted to dinner so I had mac and cheese and peas (which I LOVE!) and then we went upstairs and I got ready for bed. We did everything we normally do (change into jammies, brush teeth blah blah blah) but we did one different thing and that was dad giving me a dropper full of medicine. I didn't like it at first but he told me that I had to have another so I put on my brave face and took another dropper of medicine. Hopefully I'll be back to my normal self tomorrow.
I'll let you know!
PS - my dad tells me that the Dodgers are about to sweep the Cubs but the game doesn't start until after I go to bed. If they make it to the World Series I hope he lets me stay up and watch!
Friday, October 3, 2008
Farewell Room 1, We Hardly Knew Ye
So after one year and two days, I said good-bye to Room 0/1. Starting Monday I'm going to walk right past these doors and march to Room 5 and start my new journey with my new friends (which, like I mentioned before, are really my old friends who just moved up before me.) This is a picture of me going into Room 1 for the last time:
Sure, I'm going to miss Room 0/1 and the babies and everyone but we do lots of fun things in Room 5, like dancing and painting and solving puzzles. We also spend an awful lot of time outdoors riding trikes and playing in the sandbox and I love all these things. My mom and my dad tell me that these things help me learn and grow but to me they're just fun!
To be honest, I'm going to have to get used to some new things, most particularly not using a bib. I'm not saying I'm a slob but I do kind of like the safety net of a bib. See that Rolling Stones t-shirt I'm wearing in this picture? Pretty cool right? Well, after lunch it was reduced to a crumpled, yogurt encrusted wad because I apparently I have some trouble navigating my spoon from the cup to my mouth. But that's okay, I'll get used to it. I had to change into a tank top and even though it turned out to be a little chilly today I was just fine because I was running all over the place all afternoon. I think all the running around energises me because I just want to go go go when it's time for bed. But once my head hits that pillow in my crib, I'm out.
Bye bye, Room 0/1. I'll miss you.
Sure, I'm going to miss Room 0/1 and the babies and everyone but we do lots of fun things in Room 5, like dancing and painting and solving puzzles. We also spend an awful lot of time outdoors riding trikes and playing in the sandbox and I love all these things. My mom and my dad tell me that these things help me learn and grow but to me they're just fun!To be honest, I'm going to have to get used to some new things, most particularly not using a bib. I'm not saying I'm a slob but I do kind of like the safety net of a bib. See that Rolling Stones t-shirt I'm wearing in this picture? Pretty cool right? Well, after lunch it was reduced to a crumpled, yogurt encrusted wad because I apparently I have some trouble navigating my spoon from the cup to my mouth. But that's okay, I'll get used to it. I had to change into a tank top and even though it turned out to be a little chilly today I was just fine because I was running all over the place all afternoon. I think all the running around energises me because I just want to go go go when it's time for bed. But once my head hits that pillow in my crib, I'm out.
Bye bye, Room 0/1. I'll miss you.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Go Tessy Go
Well, today was funtastic. Mommy came in and got me out of my crib this morning and we cuddled and snuggled in the chair while Daddy got my clothes ready. He lets me help pick what clothes I want to wear. Today I picked a yellow t-shirt, but Mommy ripped it when she tried to take the tag off. It was ok, though, because I liked the green t-shirt that was my second choice. It just goes to show that I am growing up and learning to roll with the punches.
I had fun at school today. I played with my friends in Room 5 and Room 1. I got to dance to some of my favorite songs and took a really good nap. This afternoon when my Daddy picked me up I was in the middle of a heated baby rickshaw race. Nothing says "fun" like a rickshaw race. I have a bit of an edge on the other kids because my Grandpa was a race car driver. I guess you could say it's in my blood. Vroooooooom.
Today is my cousin Elizabeth's 11th birthday. Wow. There are pictures of her on the wall where she was as little as me and now she is ELEVEN. I called her and said "happy birthday" to her. I hope I get to see her soon. She is fun and I love her a lot.
Well, there's a debate on TV tonight and Mommy and Daddy ordered Thai food. None of that seems too interesting to me, so I guess I will hit the rack. Night Night.
I had fun at school today. I played with my friends in Room 5 and Room 1. I got to dance to some of my favorite songs and took a really good nap. This afternoon when my Daddy picked me up I was in the middle of a heated baby rickshaw race. Nothing says "fun" like a rickshaw race. I have a bit of an edge on the other kids because my Grandpa was a race car driver. I guess you could say it's in my blood. Vroooooooom.
Today is my cousin Elizabeth's 11th birthday. Wow. There are pictures of her on the wall where she was as little as me and now she is ELEVEN. I called her and said "happy birthday" to her. I hope I get to see her soon. She is fun and I love her a lot.
Well, there's a debate on TV tonight and Mommy and Daddy ordered Thai food. None of that seems too interesting to me, so I guess I will hit the rack. Night Night.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Music Tames The Savage Baby
I don't need my paci anymore, but I don't think I will ever be able to go to sleep without listening to some music first. Since I was first born, my Mommy and Daddy have been singing me songs to get me ready for bed. I thought I'd put some on here so you can hear for yourselves how good these songs are. They sure bring me sweet dreams.
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