Tuesday, February 24, 2009

But you don't smell like chicken OR pox?

Allegedly, my son has chicken pox. I say "allegedly" because he has 14 spots and has had the SAME 14 spots for about 36 hours. I thought chicken pox spread all over you? I do remember getting on a plane as a teenager going to Las Vegas fine and arriving in Las Vegas COVERED in spots.

I did take him to the doctors (urgent care, not his regular pediatrician) and two doctors looked at him and diagnosed him with the pox. Worse than the diagnosis is my sentence - banned from work for at least 7 days. You might think it sounds like, vacation, but I don't have enough sick days for a late winter vacation :( Thank goodness, Oma is coming to the rescue Wed. and Thurs. Not sure about whats going on after that, but it helps!

Daniel is doing great with his supposed childhood disease. Aside from the runny nose, he really couldn't care less. We've been couped up a full 24 hours, so I'm breakin' loose! We're off to the store for some formula - so, if you are in my zip code and haven't had the pox....be warned!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Not yet house trained




Above - " Caught in the Act", "On the Run", and "The puddle"


I knew they (meaning babies) didn't come potty trained, but, I guess I didn't know that they truly have no preference where they pee). I found out the hard way...they do not care.

Daniel is totally into his "squirmy wormy" stage and totally loves trying to escape during diaper changes. He does this crazy roll and run deal. This time, since I was about to put him in the tub anyway, I let him go. And off he went, naked as the day he was born, tearing across the living room! It was so cute, I had to grab the camera. A few cute naked baby pics later, he quieted down, reached between his legs, and pissed all over the floor. The look on his face was sheer delight. Wow! I did that!?!?! He beamed. He looked proud of himself for marking his territory. He then crawled away from his puddle on the carpet and sprinkled another drop or two on the kitchen floor.

Maybe I'm not your average mom, because 1) I thought it was HILARIOUS and 2) I didn't clean it up until after I gave him his bath.

Judging from the joy he obtained by peeing on the carpet, I'm guessing he's not ready for the potty. I heard from other moms that a slight feeling of shame when they have accidents is a good indication they are ready for the potty. Oh well, I thought 10 months was a little young for that anyways!

Sunday, February 8, 2009

$80 frozen yogurt...

Everyone knows that it is nearly impossible to get out of Costco (or Sam's Club) for less than $100. You go in for your lifetime supply of TP and come out with pillows, rugs, and 100 lbs of granola bars...and you forgot the toilet paper.

My trip to Costco was PLANNED and I PLANNED on leaving with out spending more than $2. Goal: Check out a sleeper sofa my mother law had seen. I told the baby if he was good, we would share some frozen yogurt on the way out ($1.60, including tax!).

We checked out the sofa. Sat on it, layed on it (somebody drooled on it...). Then we walked around, just checking out what they had. Daniel is super social, so he really likes just being out in his stroller where people will fuss over him and talk to him. He likes to show off his new tricks of waving hi and bye. As I was getting ready to leave, I realized I had no cash, and the snack bar doesn't take debit cards. My plan was ruined. Oh well, they had cute baby PJ's and he outgrew most of his... $9. Okay, so I have to spend $9, then get $20 cash back for my $1.60 yogurt. Hmmmmm. As I tried to decide if it was worth it or not, Daniel started yelling. Then crying. He was hungry. Good enough for me! We were both hungry, he needed PJ's. $29 yogurt it will be.

We got through the check out line and thats when I got hit with it.

"Your membership is up. Would you like to renew?" Growl. I must have looked pissed because she decided to point out to me that the expiration date is right there on the card-as if I have no right to look irritated.

No going back now, we're both hungry, he picked out his PJ's and was holding on to them. And I did PROMISE yogurt if he was good, and he was good.

"Fine." I said.

Moments later, we were enjoying our $80 frozen yogurt with strawberries. (and I don't think I want the couch....)