Friday, February 06, 2009

A week of stuff....

I'm not sure where this week went. It's been full. Mostly of worry about Robert. He recovered just fine from his fall but then has been horribly constipated. He went last Thursday and then not again until this Wed (and that took 3 doses of milk of mag, 2 doses of miralax and 2 supositories....). Ugh. The babysitter called me on Wed to tell me he was trying to poop and crying saying "I want medicine". Poor guy. But we're all straight now and I'm going to keep him on the miralax for a while. He's never had a problem until he started potty training and figuring out how to hold stuff. Argh! But over all he's fine. He's loved being out in the snow in his boooooooots (Want boooooooooooots onnnnnnnn). I taught him how to throw a snowball and make a snow angel. The snow angel DID NOT go over well. I think he thought it was a new form of mommy torture. Snow balls on the other hand.... they were a hit-in more ways than one!

Mary is of course, ever a nut. Now that she's better (the second round of abx did the trick!) she's sleeping through the night and is a crazy mess. She can pull up on anything, crawl anywhere and hold on with one hand, bend down, pick up something and not fall down. Not quite walking but wants to be. She has this cute habit of jabbering and pointing her finger emphatically. It's adorable. She dotes on Robert and is quite mad when he goes somewhere that she can't. The last few days Robert has been climbing out of his crib and getting up in the morning and Mary will stand in her crib fussing like "how does he do it? How did he get out?". I guess it's just a matter of time....

On our playdate last week, there was a 6 month old as well as a 2 year old and it wasn't the toddlers that we had to caution to be gentle with the baby, it was Mary. At some point I walked around a corner to find Mary sitting next to the baby "petting" him. Whack, whack, whack "ahboahhd ahodo". Yeah. Easy girlie! And poor Robert during baths-Mary always manage to pull his hair. He's really good about it, but I can tell he's frustrated.

1 comment:

first things first said...

I finally took a minute to find your blog and added you on to my list of ones to check on. It will be fun to go back and read older posts. Glad your little man is ok. Whew! Thank You Jesus, thank you angels!