Friday, July 28, 2006

Parenting while sick

Daddy had to go to Vegas on Wednesday for a convention so, naturally I got sick yesterday. I laid down in my office for an hour and a half trying to get the energy to get in the car to pick up the boys. Finally, I managed to get there but was afraid that I wouldn't be able to get out of the car without barfing. So, I called daycare as I idled on the street and asked if they would please bring the boys out to the car for me. Being the best daycare in the world, they did just that. I had put my seat down as far as it would go and was willing my stomach to stop churning when the boys approached. In they climbed and looked at me curiously and asked if I was sick. I said that I was and got out of the car to put their seat belts on. As we drove away, J suggested that maybe I ate too much at lunch and that's why my belly was hurting. I nodded and said that was very possible. Then D chimed in and thought that maybe I needed to drink more water. I agreed with him that it was important to drink water. Then I told them that they were very good suggestions and that I really appreciated their concern and that now I was going to put on their superhero music because I couldn't really talk anymore. On we went - me with gritted teeth and a tarzan popcorn bucket on my lap, them singing along to the spiderman theme song.
Thankfully, we made it home without my having to make use of the tarzan popcorn bucket. A big grateful shout out to TIVO for capturing a new episode of the Teen Titans which the boys could watch over and over. Ah, my TV babysitter - so helpful, so loving, so free - well, except for the $68 per month I shell out. Anyway, I laid on the couch while they watched the TTs kick some Slade booty and after the 2nd episode was over I finally began to feel a bit better. Did I mention what good little boys they were? So thoughtful and kind and easygoing? As I lay on the couch and watched their little faces, so completely absorbed in the graphic imagery that is TT, I marveled at their being. Do you know what I mean? They're here. How many years did I wonder what it would be like to have children; what would they look like, sound like, who would they be like? It is so much better than I could have ever imagined it.

Friday, July 14, 2006

J and the Duck

T was reading books to the boys before bedtime one night when this conversation took place:

fart sound
T: (looks at J) What was that?
J: A duck.
T: Are you sitting on a duck?
J: nods
T: What do you say?
J: 'Scuse me duck.

D and the Button

This exchange happened just a few nights ago as we were getting the boys ready for bed. Let me set the scene a bit, shall I? Boys are in their pajamas and we are armed with their toothbrushes. It's already past their bedtime. I've got J and T has D. That line reminds me of Chicka Chicka Boom Boom - but I digress. I'm brushing J's teeth and I hear the following conversation between T and D:

T: C'mon buddy. I have to brush your teeth. Open your mouth.
D: You have to push the button.
T: Oh. Which button?
D: This button. (Points to a button on his pajama shirt)
T: Oh. Ok. (Pushes button and adds a sound effect - boooop)
D: (Just looks at him)
T: (Pushes the button, again with sound effect - booooop)
D: (Just looks at him)
T: (Pushes the button again with louder sound effect - booooop)
D: It's not working.

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Happy 4th

We spent the afternoon at the Sullivans and most of that time was passed in their pool. Their very hot 94 degree pool because it's been freakin' hot in the valley for the past month. While it wasn't exactly refreshing it was very relaxing. Think jacuzzi without the bubbles. Anyway, it was a great opportunity to work on the boys' swimming skills and we actually got D to swim with a vest on without us supporting him. Once he got over his fear that kid just tooled around the pool. At one point he passed one of the guests, a girl named Maggie who's about 10 years old and he said to her: So, you're swimming by yourself? And she replied: yeah. He nodded his head knowingly and said: Yeah, me too. J was jumping off the side of the pool and into my arms. Well, he would hold onto my hands and then jump but he got water splashed up in his face a few times and he just snorted it out of his nose, wiped his eyes and said "again!". He even put his whole face in the water a few times.
We got to the Sullivans at around 3:00pm and were in the pool by 3:30 and with the exception of taking a break to eat dinner, were in there until 8:30pm. Not surprisingly, the boys fell asleep on the way home.