Sunday, June 22, 2008

Almost a month ago!

Mommy has been too busy to update this blog much since we got back to the east coast. She promised to do it tonight while I'm sleeping. I told her not to say much, except tell everyone what a very good boy I was the whole drive home.

Oh and to tell you she let me eat a very ripe peach all by myself, like a big boy, on our last day in Vegas. Golly that was yummy!

Here are some pictures from our trip.

This was our apartment there. You can see our balcony on the third floor. Gosh I miss throwing all of my toys down off that balcony! Now I only get to throw everything down nanna's stairs. Mommy said she doesn't miss the stairs though! Especially carrying me, groceries, and sometimes a stroller. You can see our car loaded up with the bag on the roof in the lower right. The bag worked pretty well, except during the thunderstorms because the water ran right in the straps and dripped on me and mommy and in daddy's car seat.

Here I am, obviously thrilled to be on the road.

This was some cool scenerey stuff in Utah. Mommy says so, anyway. I slept through most of it.

That thing on the bottom? On the road? That's a tour bus. The highway wound between steep rocks...

I also slept through Vail Colorado.

In Missouri I read a book. Mommy told me to look out the window at all the cows.

Mostly I just read my book.

Overall, I wouldn't recommend driving from Las Vegas to New Hampshire in 3 days with an 18 month old. I am living proof it can be done, without too many tears too! But we'd recommend some other method of travel.

We'll update again soon!

Friday, May 30, 2008

Monday, May 19, 2008

Mommy thinks I have Roseola!

In case you didn't read mommy's blog, we went to the hospital on Saturday because i had a fever of 104.5. Let me tell you, it was terrible. First they weighed me - I weigh 23 lbs and 1.7 oz! and took my temperature. It was 102.6 even though I had just had tylenol about an hour before. They gave me some motrin right away.
Then they came with this big machine to take pictures of my belly. I HATED it. First they made mommy stand out behind the machine, and this stranger held my arms up in the sky. I cried and cried. They had to take two pictures, one from the front and one from the back.
Then someone came and drew my blood. I didn't cry much, but it wasn't fun. Then a nice curly haired woman came to look at my throat, ears and mouth, and put her cold round thing on my belly and chest. She told mommy everything looked good, so we needed to get a urine sample and do an IV for dehydration.
Of course after all that ruckus, I fell asleep nursing and mommy did too, and all the sudden it was 2.5 hours later and no nurses had come to check on us! Mommy saw the nice curly haired doctor in the hall, and asked her if we could have some juice, since I had asked for some. She said she would find our nurse. I guess it was hard to find her, since we didn't have one!
Then the people with the big machine (mommy called it an x-ray machine) showed back up! I cried as soon as I saw them. They told mommy they had had some problems with the machines and couldn't transfer the pictures off it, and would need to do them again. I screamed and screamed, proving my lungs were JUST FINE!
Then the first lady who took my temperature came and told us we were moving to another bed and apologized, saying she put us in a room that no one was watching!
As soon as we got there, a nice nurse named Steve said he would be taking care of us. He was cool, but I know he didn't have any kids! He tried to hand me an open cup full of juice! They tried to put an IV in. I was all wrapped up in a sheet with just my arm sticking out. Mommy was leaning over my head singing to me and kissing me. They stabbed my left arm, and I screamed and cried. Big fat tears! Then they tried the right arm, and kept muttering how it wasn't working. Then they tried the left hand. Steve told mom this would be the last one, because they weren't going to torture me. Mommy was crying and her big tears were dropping on my face, and I was SCREAMING my head off. They got the last one in, but kept saying something about it being positional. They taped my hand to a little splint, and I hated that too. The nurse who helped Steve obviously had kids of her own. She asked mommy if I liked taking medicine, and when she said yes, they brought her a syringe to squirt the pedialyte into my mouth! That was a fun game, and I drank like 100ccs!
Then all the sudden, there was blood squirting everywhere. Mommy yelled for the nurse, and i moved my hand around. The blood was running down my hand and arm, all over my clothes, on my cheek, on mommy, and on the floor and wall! They said the IV had slipped out, but since I was drinking and eating a popscicle, they would skip it for now.
THen they put a bag over my penis (which I like to grab and say PEEE these days). They said the bloodwork all came back normal, so now we just had to wait for urine. And wait we did. This was probably around 7:30. By 8:30, still no pee. 9:00 still no pee. Mommy asked if we could put my hand in hot water, but no one laughed. At 9:30 mommy smelled something aweful. I had diarrhea! And of course mommy didn't have another diaper. And of course, there was pee in the bag, but it was contaminated by the poopoo. So we started again.
At 1:15, the head nurse said they had to cathater me. Mommy got all upset and told her she thought they had tortured me enough, and how did she know they wouldn't botch it all up again. They reassured her it would be quick, and they wouldn't let us go home until they were sure my urine was clear of infection. So once again, mommy cried while she tried to comfort me and sing to me while some nurses tortured me.
At midnight a doctor came in and told us everything looked clear, so it was probably just a virus, and all we could do was go home and treat the fever. They took my temperature to discharge me and it was only 97.1, so that was good!
We went home and slept. I was ok all day sunday and monday, just occasional low fevers. It was 102 degrees on monday afternoon, and I was climbing the walls, so mommy took me to the park with the sprinklers, and then the pool. Of course, she forgot the camera, sorry Grammy and Nana!
But at the pool, she noticed I had a little rash on my cheeks, forehead and chest. We came home and looked it up on the internet, and mommy thinks I have Roseola.
Here are some pictures of my rash - you decide!

And just to prove that I do occasionally wear clothes, here is a picture of me eating - yogurt for desert after delicious spaghetti! This was on the camera card from who knows when. Next we'll work on proving that I actually get out of my high chair!

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Talking Thursday

Hi everyone.

Mommy is a slacker.  She's too busy working 9 hours a day nannying, then coming home and doing everything around the house too.  But she's slacking on my blog!

I'm going to make her bring the camera so you can all see how cute I look when I sit in the wagon with my new friends Connor and Caleb (22 month old twin boys!).

But for today, we're going to talk about talking.

Here are the words I say:
Mama (also Maaaaaaa! in the most pitiful drawn out whining manner when I can't find her)
Ball (but actually I say Bah!)
Car (but actually I say Cah!)
WAWA for water
Juice for juice
Bath (sounds more like Bat)
boo for nursing

I guess my boston accent is showing, as I like to leave off the end of words!

I'll crack the whip on mommy and make her get some picture soon!

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Lazy Saturday Morning

Uncle Scott cooked us some breakfast this morning. He's not really as scary as he looks!

I had to have an appetizer of yogurt while I waited for his masterpiece..

My compliments to the chief, it's delicious!

After breakfast, I decided to cook some stuff up on the new kitchen mommy found at a yardsale for 10 dollars!
Mommy told me she wanted strawberries, so I got some off of the shelf...

and washed them in the sink.

After breakfast, I decided to drive my car around a bit.

As you can see, I really enjoy this toy. Mommy got it for only one dollar!

Here you see the result of drinking water while driving. I crashed into the couch.

And just to prove my mother actually dresses me in clothes sometimes...

Thursday, May 1, 2008

We're puking and pooping...

Stomach flu - be back shortly

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Pictures of My Room

Mommy and Daddy made a very nice room for me. Mommy put stickers up on the wall to make it look comfy, and its my favorite because all of my toys are there!
This is the book corner and two of my little people toys.
Random Toys, and my new Blues Clues Tunnel and Ball Pit!
I'm just doing some clean up - vaccuming. See my bed?
All my balls go in Blue.
Of course, I don't really sleep here...

I LOVE this ball pit and tunnel!
The afternoon sun is pretty bright in here, Wish I had my shades.
You know, Mommy does put me in clothes, sometimes! But I LOVE to take them off!@
These are my jungle animals from next to the window. I point at them and growl. They ALL growl!
And here are my ocean animals.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed your mini-tour of my room. I'm off to eat some dinner.

Future's so bright...

How will they look if I adjust them a little?
How do I look?
These are my shades. Not as fun as Mom's!
Maybe I'll try them both together!