Dentist

We took our boy to the dentist for his second visit.

I figured, what the heck, we are paying for it, so we may as well go.

I broke the rules and took his picture.

Twice.

He just looked so cute and grown up in that chair. 

His first visit was semi rough, but also surprisingly easy too.

Since it is a pediatric clinic, they know how to handle screamers.

And I know all about screamers.

He did great during the dentist exam.

And really did okay during the brushing.

The flossing and fluoride was a little challenging.

So truth be told, I did kinda have to hold him down.

He didn't sit this perfectly the whole time.

But he really did so well, and was pumped about his sticker and take home bag. 

Clean, healthy teeth.

And he is free for another 6 months!

Cousins

Over the last few days, there has been a lot of this:

And a lot of playing,
cabinets getting side swiped with ice cream cones.
playrooms getting trashed, cleaned and re-trashed within minutes.
baths (with and without bubbles),
park trips, zoo trips, movies.
oh yeah, and there were a few fights mixed in there too  :)

What a great time N had with his cousins!
We are so fortunate that he is able to be close enough to do that!

Dress Up

Just a few pictures of my little man doing his dress up.

The dress up changes are pretty constant, as much as I can bear to take it on and off.

Most of these I got for a few bucks or less...Halloween leftovers. :) 

 Cowboy/dragon/buzz lightyear combo:

 A peanut butter eating cowboy dragon combo actually.

 Where's Waldo?  :)  He has glasses to, but wouldn't put them on for me.
I had to show him who Waldo was (since he had no clue), and he was super pumped about it.

Who doesn't love dressing up?  :)

Crazy boy

Noah has been saying some funny things to us lately. Sometimes it hard to remember all of the things that come out of that little mouth.

He really doesn't understand the concept of time yet.  When he tells me stories things that have happened they usually start out like "last night I..." In reality the vent had taken place days, weeks or even years ago.  :). He has a few stories he likes to tell and retell, for example "last night I asked Grammy for a waffle and she dropped it on the floor and beagle ate it".  He also likes to give me the play by play of a fight between him and a friend at school, who said what, who pinched who, and what the teacher did.

Last night as jeremy was kissing him goodnight he said "daddy you have crumbs on your face" - it was actually a few day old beard from not shaving. :)

Sometime this weekend noah must have heard the word "kill". At breakfast on Saturday, papa walked into the room and Noah said to me "mommy can you kill papa?"  Ahhhh!  You should have seen the horrified look on my face.  Since then he has also mentioned killing a cat and Winnie the Pooh.  At dinner tonight we had a loooooong discussion about "killing" things, and it does seem to have sunk in.  Hope so!!

Noah is also quite the bargainer. He tries to work us over at bed time.  I like to tell him that he gets one song, and which one is he thinking.  He says " I'm thinking if row row row your boat". "And then after row row row your boat, I'm thinking of twinkle twinkle".  He does seem satisfied to know that he can sing song #2,3,4 and so on by himself in his room if he wants.

Noah also likes the concept of dressing up.  He has a jake outfit and a superman outfit.  He also has a few other (clearance halloween costumes) that he likes...a cowboy, a car.  He also likes to put "dress up" (armor) in his little men too.

Tonight we told noah how he was our baby, and how a long time ago mommy and dad we babies.  We showed him pictures of us when we were babies, and a few when I was pregnant, and Noah patted my stomach and asked "who was in mommy's belly now". I quickly clarified that there was no one in there at all...it was just a belt.  Or my pants.  Or just leftover reminder from when he was in there.  Or maybe just too much ice cream. But that no one was in there at all.

Well tonight we tucked superman into bed upstairs, cape and mask and all.  Who knows what "dress up" we will be tucking in tomorrow night.  ;)

Goodnight Jake

Last night as we put N to bed, he said "but where are my toys?"

uhhhh....because everyone needs toys to go to bed.

And tonight he said "I need my Jake toys".

We compromised that he could have the sword and the bandanna but not the telescope (which periodically says "OHOY MATE".

After one almost panic that his bandanna had slipped off and he couldn't get it back on, he drifted off to sleep. 

Sword in hand and bandanna on head.

My little Jake is finally asleep.

Love that little guy.

Reunion

Just a few pictures of our little family reunion yesterday.

It was soooo nice to get my hubby back.  :)

And N ran right up like nothing had even happened.

And he gave his daddy such a nice tight chubby armed squeeze.  :)

Even the dogs liked their reunion.

Happy Wednesday!

5 Things

1.  I'm super sore all over.  From doing workouts named "the descending ladder of pain" and "booty blaster", I'm not sure where the pain in one muscle ends and another starts.  :)  I got some new kicks though, Brooks, and they are really awesome.  I was way overdue for them.

2.  I bought a box of veggies from Market on the Move this weekend.  It was super cool...pretty much unlimited tomatoes (grape and roma), peppers, oranges, and green beans.  Everything was super fresh and for $10 I definitely got my moneys worth.  I enjoyed watching N dip his veggies in ranch and ketchup (?!?!) and try new ones.

3.  I cut N's hair tonight.  I wasn't really paying attention (apparently), and after I hacked off a good bit, I realized I was cutting on a #1, not the usual #2 that I normally do.  He is looking quite bald, but handsome too.  I love his short hair!  So maybe my mistake wasn't so bad after all.

4.  I'm a little sad about the time change.  In AZ, we don't change time, so the new time makes me 3 and 4 hours difference from my sisters and 2 hours from most of my old friends.  :(  By the time I'm off work and have N taken care of, they are headed to bed.  Booo.  Miss you girls!

5.  Lastly for tonight, and MOST importantly, I am officially 38 hours away from hugging my husband for the first time in over 4 months!  Miss that guy sooooooooo much!  Oh yes, and I only have one more bath, one more backyard poop pick up and ZERO trash taking out left to go.  Gotta remember the small stuff too.  :)

Messy Play -Play by Play

So I work with kids all day.
Sometimes I'm sweating through my shirt before noon.
That is not a joke.  :)
But I really enjoy my job- always something new happening!

I do a lot of work with sensory processing.
And a big part of that involves "messy play".
Sometimes thats simple.
Like paint, glitter, sand, shaving cream.
Sometimes, it gets a little more involved (by that I mean messy).
Like pudding.  And applesauce and macaroni and eggs and crackers.
Like I said -it gets really messy sometimes.

So tonight I realized that I have never explored "messy play" with my own kid.
Come to think of it, he's not really a fan of being messy at all.
Great OT.  Not so great mom.  :)

So I got him all pumped about the shaving cream, also know an "sugar cream" to my child.
I stripped him down to nothing, put him in the empty tub and sprayed the shaving cream all over the tub.

Lets just say this.  Not a fan.
So then I threw all my OT training out the window and did a big no no.
Spread a bit on his foot. (okay maybe it was more than a bit)
Freak out.
Jumping out of the tub, running and hiding behind the toilet.
Naked.

So I decided to back off a little bit (after cleaning off his foot).
I spread it on my nose.
And both cheeks.
And got it all over my fingers and palms.

And surprisingly, he warmed up to it a bit.
And thought the shaving cream on my nose was SO funny.
And actually touched it with one index finger.
I covered his little piglet, his donald duck and his buzz lightyear with the shaving cream.
And he really enjoyed picking them up and washing them off.
But I was glad he was handling the shaving cream.

So by the end of the bath, he was all about it.
Asking for more "sugar cream".
And loving drawing stuff in the shaving cream.
And it ended up being a fun work night activity.
We need some of those, thats for sure.

Its funny how you can do that (minus the shaving cream on the foot part) all day, and totally fail to do it with your own kid!
Watch out Mister N.  The messy play is coming!

Tub

Confession:

Here is what happens when you are not quite paying attention to the water level in the tub.

In my defense, I was right there, in the bathroom and bedroom, and I could hear the non stop chatter and singing coming from the tub.

So its not like I was totally out it.

But he loved it.

And was so bummed when I turned the water off (and drained some out).

Like why shouldn't everyone take a bath with water up to his neck?

Look at that smile.  

How could you not love him?

Heritage Flight

Along with the Boneyard run with this weekend, we have been treated to an awesome air show of sorts.

I've really missed hearing the T6's fly overhead non stop since moving here, so this was a big treat for me.  

It's weird, cause you wouldn't think someone could sleep/nap through all of that noise, but its actually super comforting.   :)

So we saw a P 51 Mustang, a F 22 and a F 16.  I don't even know the names of all of the other planes that flew overhead this weekend, but it was so cool.

They are getting ready for the air air show in April, which I am looking forward to even more, since we will all be together.  

Let the countdown begin.

Boneyard Run

A few weeks ago I signed up for the Boneyard 10K.

I haven't had a chance to see the boneyard yet, so I thought this would be a cool opportunity to see it and to get a shirt too.

There was a 70% chance of rain.  Ugh.

I can tolerate running, but I cannot tolerate rain.

But it held out, unbelievably, just perfectly.

We got a few dribbles as we waited for the start, but that was it.

Overcast (which was nice cause I didn't have to wear sunglasses) and a little windy (which was challenging at times).

I wanted to finish in 55 minutes, which was a stupid, pointless, self imposed goal.

But I finished in 58 minute and 30 seconds.  

But the weird thing is that the race was 6.7 miles (instead of the normal 6.4 10K).

I think they were just trying to have the same start/finish line.  

Whatever.

I huffed and puffed and wheezed through the whole thing.

Then I promptly took myself to a walk in clinic to make sure it wasn't bronchitis.

And it was just a small viral respiratory infection and allergies (?!?!?).

So weird, never had them before.

But I sound like a smoker, and I have a nasty hacking cough.

And I'm waiting till bed time for N, so I can take my drugged up self to bed.

But I finished the race (and I was the forth female to finish!!! - and yes, there was actually more than 4 running).

(Remember that time I did that sprint triathlon, and I finished in 49th place out of 50 and number 50 quit?  Not cool.

Anyway, I would have liked to enjoy the scenery a little more, but I was just trying to stay alive.

But I have a nice shirt to remember the occasion.

Blue too.  My favorite color. :)

Heres some pics for you: