of being sick and tired. hmmph.
Al is out of town, was last week too…calgon take me away.
of being sick and tired. hmmph.
Al is out of town, was last week too…calgon take me away.
And right now Sawyer is swimming in it. Snotty nose, goobery eyes, ear infection, cough, rashy skin…sleepless nights and to top it off, more teeth!
Lord help us.
I can’t believe it, but it feels like summer has come to a close. The cool nights are here, some rainy days as well. I am shocked at how fast this past year has gone.
We took Riley to the pool today for her annual swim. As always, she had a blast. Though she is beginning to show her age, she preferred to swim from the shallow grade to deep. No running leaps into the deep end this year. Sawyer enjoyed watching all the pups – he probably thought Riley had multiplied with all the yellow labs running loose. We often had to figure out exactly which sloppy, wet tail was ours.
And with the end of summer comes time to regroup and figure out what the heck we want to do next year! Stay tuned…
He puked. All over my neck, my hair, my shirt…a bit of a shock for a mom who has only seen spit up twice.
We’ve all had those moments, you know, when you just wipe the teeny, tiny, microscopic (yeah, right) pile o’ poo off your clothes instead of changing immediately… boogers, what boogers? As you wipe away with your sleeve the long trail of green on his face…
Kids are nasty. I never would have imagined my nasty threshold could increase exponentially with my own. My child was going to be the very clean and tidy exception.
And then today happened.
Sawyer has a stuffy nose which requires him to breathe through his mouth, in between the snot bubbles he blows out his nose. He is also teething and therefore, drooling, more liquid out of his body than is going in. I have never before witnessed such an impressive snot drool combo.
13 months ago I would have been disgusted with such a display of obvious neglect – hello! Kleenex?
So when that chubby, snot drool face came in for a kiss this afternoon, what could I do? Pucker up and kiss him back of course…and wash my face 3 hours later, when I realized that teeny, tiny, spot on my check was big, fat, green boogers.
Sometimes I feel a tad bit guilty that Sawyer’s wardrobe consists of mostly used clothes, cloth diapers included (though his first pair of shoes from Nordstrom might have made up for it). Poor boy isn’t half as messy as the previous owners’ stains on his clothes imply. Really.
Then I read something like this…
http://zrecs.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagless-tees-suddenly-causing-chemical.html
At least I can be sure that tagless labels are long gone and washed away on anything we have.
Was that me? Really? Did I actually type the words praising Sawyer’s new sleeping skills?
‘Cause I should know better…a cozy night of unrest for us all last night.
It is amazing how such a small creature requires so much space. We need a king size bed just for him!
Takes after his mama.
I am becoming acutely aware of Sawyer’s toddlerhood and the departure of babyhood.
Sawyer goes to school (ok, so it’s daycare, but school has less guilt attached). We are a couple weeks into the new schedule, on M,W,F I pack him into the car on my way to work and drop him off at school. He seems to be doing pretty well, never hesitates to leave my lap and begin to play.
Last week I caught the end of snack time. Cutest thing ever! 8 little munchkins sitting around a little table politely eating their serving of crackers. Of course the little girls are cute as buttons, in their little dresses chatting away. I think Sawyer has his eyes on an older woman-we’ll see if he can win her heart with his squishy face and grunting.