I am beginning to wonder if Nicholas might have seasonal allergies. He has been rubbing his eyes a lot for the last couple weeks. No goop, only the slightest bit red (and that seems to be after he has rubbed them), but they are clearly bugging him. He hasn't been congested until the last few days (even though I had a bad cold for about 2 weeks), when he has started coughing, but still no runny nose.
I'm mostly just writing this down because this is the closest thing we have to a record of his childhood and it will allow me to track this.
Monday, April 22, 2013
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Friday, April 19, 2013
Splinter
We had a saga today with a splinter. Compared to the very real sagas going on all around us today, this is nothing, but I don't have the energy to opine about the state of our world, so let's stick to the splinter here.
I got a voicemail from daycare this afternoon (it isn't an emergency, but please call) letting me know that Nicholas had gotten a splinter but that their policy is not to remove splinters. But they had tweezers I could use if I wanted to come do it myself. So since he is only 200 yards away from my office, I went down the hill to do my motherly duty.
But Nicholas was having nothing to do with it. After 45 minutes of his crying and pulling his hand away whenever I touched it, despite every bribe I could think of, I gave up. He went back to class a complete emotional mess and I went back to work. And called my parents for advice because I remember them removing multiple splinters from my hands over the years.
When we got home I convinced him to let me ice it. Then while Joe held him down, I used a sterilized needle to pull up the skin so I could grab the splinter with the tweezers.
And success!
Nicholas got a car bandaid and lots of praise for being brave (despite the fact that he really wasn't--Joe had to hold him down). And he has been promised ice cream after dinner.
A couple minutes ago he commented that his hand didn't hurt anymore and then said, "Thank you, Mommy, for taking out my splinter. You're a hero!"
These days are numbered, so I'll revel in it now.
I got a voicemail from daycare this afternoon (it isn't an emergency, but please call) letting me know that Nicholas had gotten a splinter but that their policy is not to remove splinters. But they had tweezers I could use if I wanted to come do it myself. So since he is only 200 yards away from my office, I went down the hill to do my motherly duty.
But Nicholas was having nothing to do with it. After 45 minutes of his crying and pulling his hand away whenever I touched it, despite every bribe I could think of, I gave up. He went back to class a complete emotional mess and I went back to work. And called my parents for advice because I remember them removing multiple splinters from my hands over the years.
When we got home I convinced him to let me ice it. Then while Joe held him down, I used a sterilized needle to pull up the skin so I could grab the splinter with the tweezers.
And success!
Nicholas got a car bandaid and lots of praise for being brave (despite the fact that he really wasn't--Joe had to hold him down). And he has been promised ice cream after dinner.
A couple minutes ago he commented that his hand didn't hurt anymore and then said, "Thank you, Mommy, for taking out my splinter. You're a hero!"
These days are numbered, so I'll revel in it now.
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Monday, April 1, 2013
Easter 2013
We had a pretty laid-back Easter this year. It was just the 3 of us so we did all the standard Easter things (Easter baskets, coloring eggs, egg hunt, church, bunny cake, yummy dinner), but it was very mellow. I think Nicholas' excitement level way out-did the level of our actual activities. We didn't get any great all-dressed-up Easter shots this year, in part because I decided not to push it. But here are some pictures of our activities:
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