Since I started back to work, I am working four days a week. I decided Wednesdays should be my day off. Last week we were sitting at home and while the sun wasn’t shining, it wasn’t raining. I was contemplating where to take the boys to let Ian run off some energy when I noticed he had a fever.
He wouldn’t eat breakfast, and then asked for some yogurt, which I happily gave him. Come nap time we had some issues and he asked me to lie with him, so I did. He was crying and I was trying to comfort him when started throwing up.
On his pillow. On his blankets. On me. All over his bed. He just kept throwing up, and crying.
I was trying to comfort him but also let him get it all out. It was HORRIBLE!
I had to give him a shower and strip his bed, and when he was all clean he fell asleep on the couch.
He didn’t have any other episodes but held on to the fever till the next morning. In the mean time, I came down with a cold. Yep, head congestion, runny nose, cough, sore throat, but nothing in my tummy. Whew!
While my son was getting better, I was getting worse. Which means I did not cook the rest of the week! So you might notice that this coming Sunday I have planned the same thing as I did last Sunday because I still have the fish in the freezer. I decided to cook all casseroles this work week because I am still not really better and they are easy to plan. No thinking involved!
This weekend we spent a lot of time building our Lego City, because let’s face it, I wasn’t getting off the couch, or the floor.
Since my toddler has started talking he has been making me laugh, constantly.
I try to remember all the funny things he says, but it is hard. I tell myself to remember that one, and I will write it down later. But when later comes I can’t remember what he said.
Sometimes it is just that he says a phrase that I say, or someone else always says and it is so cute coming out of his mouth. Lately he says “hey, what’s da big idea?” from Donald Duck.
The way he interacts with Baby Sid is so cute that I wish we were filming him at all times!
Last night Ian was taking a bath (our house is very small) and Baby Sid was in the living room in his swing with Dad. Baby Sid hadn’t felt well and started crying. Ian yells from the bathroom “It’s OK Baby Sid, I just takin’ a bath….Don’t worry Baby Sid, Mama’s commin’…..Shhh, it’s OK Baby Sid, I almost der.” And other things of that nature, even though Baby Sid had stopped crying and was just making noises now.
I have been putting up a few of our conversations up on my Facebook page and I hope to put some up here as well.
He had us crackin’ up all weekend. It was really nice that my husband finally had a weekend off and the kids and I didn’t have any plans. We all spent the whole weekend at home. We did a lot of building with Legos.
Update: This morning after Ian came out of his room and this was our conversation
Ian: Mama, where your brudder at? (He calls Baby Sid ‘your brother’ because that I what I sometimes say)
Me: he is still sleeping
Ian: I go see him
Me: he is sleeping, please don’t wake him up
Ian: I be quiet, like dis (he then starts to whisper) I say ‘it’s OK, Baby Sid’
Me: ok, but don’t wake him please
Ian: (after coming out of the bedroom, with a panic in his voice) I can’t find him, Baby Sid not der
Me: yes, honey, Baby Sid is in our bed, sleeping
Ian: no Mama, he all gone, I can’t find him
Me: don’t worry honey, he is just sleeping (I pick him up to show him)
Ian: Baby Sid all gone (he is starting to cry) I can’t see him, I can’t find him!…..Oh, der he is, he sleeping, he so cute…..whew, dat was close
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