Bo-ism #15

While pointing at a pineapple on our counter:
Bo: What's that?
Me: That's a pineapple.
Bo: Hmmm . . . that looks too sharp for me to eat.

And on a different, less funny note, do you know what he said to me today because I was making him take a nap?!? He called me a "stupid freakin mom." Hello! What 3 year old says that and where on earth did he learn it?! Not good!! Not good at all.

My Name Is Bo & I'm A Mama-holic

Holy cow! Bo's I-Want-Mommy-At-All-Times Syndrome is getting worse but today we had a break through. 5 swim lessons and $120 later, he finally got in the pool without me. Hallelujah! I was so proud of him.

While the first half hour of class he either swam with me or cried at the thought of not, he spent the last 15 minutes not crying at all, even smiling and having fun, while I hid in the locker room. He swam with Ms. Ashley (without the blue barbell) and even jumped to her. He did amazing. It was the first time ever that he got in willingly without either me or Wes. I just hope it lasts, but now that we know he can do it, there won't be another option.

Bring on next Tuesday. We are ready.

Camping Down In Delta

Last weekend we decided to take advantage of the three day weekend and go camping for the first time this year. We didn't want to go far because of all the troubles we had trying to camp with Bo last year (him never sleeping and bouncing off the walls so bazerko it was both freaky and beyond frustrating to the point of us never making it through the night anytime we tried) so Delta Clearwater seemed perfect. Two hours away - close enough that we could come home if we needed to but far enough that we wouldn't give up too easily.

The plan was to stay one night and do whatever we had to do to get Bo to sleep. We also were unsure how Sam would do in a pack-n-play because he hadn't been in one for a long time so we were worried but cautiously optimistic that the trip would be a success.

And despite the first night of Sam puking in his crib, Bo not going to sleep until 11:30pm and then having a horrible night terror around 12:30 (kicking, screaming, thrashing side to side all while laying on the floor and refusing to let me get him back in bed), and thus waking Sam back up, we somehow decided to stay another night. Crazy, I know, but we were there, we were all packed, and we needed to get past this camping hurdle. Besides, we had so much fun playing Frisbee, fishing, digging in dirt piles, hanging out with friends, eating smores, and just being outside during the day, it was worth the struggles at night to have another day of fun.

Belly at 20 weeks

Wes and Bo in front with friends Kenny & Nathan in back - Bo was not a fan.

Bo's 1st Smore Not a fan! Preferred the chocolate and the marshmallows by themselves
Shredding it up on the soccer dirt

Oh and I can't forget the poop incident. The first morning Sam and I went out of the camper to walk Chena so she could pee. Bo wanted to stay in and watch us through the windows. No big deal, right? Wrong. When Sam & I rounded the front side of the camper (mind you we had been gone like 5 minutes max) we saw Bo peeping out of the little slide opening on the screen door and then immediately got pelted in the chest by a flying something. And yes, you guessed it. Poop. Flying poop. Bo was hurling poop at us. I about puked. Apparently he pooped, took off his diaper and then was throwing the turds out the window, all in a matter of minutes. Minutes, I tell you. Minutes. The boy is nuts!

But all in all we had a great time. It was a fun Memorial Day Weekend.

Softball (& a little bit of Sam)

Last Sunday Wes' company softball team decided to capitalize on the beautiful weather and have an impromptu picnic and practice. We all had a great time.

Bo even got in some good batting practice with Dad. And I'm sure I'm not biased or anything, but he has amazing hand-eye coordination for a 3 year old. It's crazy how good he his. Watch out A-Rod, here comes B-Mad.

Sam is more of an outfielder . . .

And despite this picture, neither make great spectators. They both want to go go go all of the time. Sitting down to watch is usually not an option.

Sometimes "climbing" to watch is.

And in unrelated news, Sam is walking EVERYWHERE now and into everything as well. This is such a fun age. I laugh at (with) him everyday. He is so much fun and so full of joy.

Check out all the slobber . . .

Croup De'Ville

We found out tonight that Bo has Croup*.

He's had a sore throat for a few days but nothing crazy. Then this morning he started complaining about it more and gradually started wheezing and making hoarse coughing sounds (which I now know is called "barking"). By the time he woke up from his afternoon nap, he sounded horrible, looked miserable, and was running a high fever.

I called our babysitter to come watch Sam and I took Bo to Urgent Care. When we got there his fever was 103 and he sounded even worse. The doctor diagnosed him immediately with Croup just by listening to his labored breathing and barking (he checked his lungs and ears but they were clear).

Said his first concern was to get Bo's fever down. We (I held him down while the doctor forced his mouth open) tried giving him some Tylenol and Motrin but he immediately puked it up all over us. Yummy.

On to plan B.

A Tylenol suppository (which Bo hated - I don't blame him) followed by a steroid shot in each thigh (hated that too) (normally would be given orally but due to the puking he had to get the shots), and a 15 minute breathing treatment. The nurses wrapped him up in a sheet like a burrito to keep his arms trapped down, and placed a dragon mask over his nose and mouth. He resisted for only a few seconds before falling asleep on my lap.

We then had to stick around for a couple of hours to make sure he didn't have a worse relapse after the breathing treatment wore off (which he didn't. Thank God). It was a long 2 hours but Bo was really good, despite the nurses giving him a coloring book with no crayons. What's up with that, Mr Supply Guy?

But we're home and he's in bed now, asleep. The poor guy has had a traumatic afternoon. I just hope the night is much less eventful. I'll keep you posted.

*Croup - Infection, inflammation and swelling of the larynx and surrounding tissue. This causes labored breathing and a characteristic "barking" noise with each inhalation or cough. Caused by contagious viral infection.

Will The Old Wives Be Right?

I just took 2 gender predictor quizzes online and they both undoubtedly say I am having a girl. One said 90% sure and the other said 70%.

There's got to be something to be said for that, right?

There was one test that said I was having a boy but it was the one based on the Chinese calendar and since I am not Chinese, I'm just going to throw that one out and stick with the old wives for now. I like what they have to say better.

Mother's Day

I must be so incredibly loved. Today is Mother's Day and I have been totally spoiled.

Wes began the day by making Bo pancakes (or a plate of syrup is more like it) and the rest of us waffles. He & Bo then surprised me with a homemade card (the best kind) that read, "Happy Mother's Day to the best mommy in the world" which was adorned with both Bo & Sam's hand prints, and some trademark Bo scribbles. It is perfect and hanging on the fridge for me to read everyday.

They also gave me a Pottery Barn Picture Frame engraved with "Mother's Day 2009" on it and filled with the most beautiful picture ever. EVER I TELL YOU!!

And they did it all by themselves!

Wes "arranged" for me to be out of the house yesterday for a couple of hours so he could do it. He's so sneaky. And even more amazing, is that the picture is awesome. I have no idea how he did it. Both kids have combed hair, are looking at the camera and Bo is smiling. He even claims it only took 2 shots. I don't believe it but I can't stop looking at it. I love it.

Then to top it all off, Wes tells me we have lunch reservations and Randi would be here at 11:45 to watch the kids. Are you kidding me?! There's more?

We went to Lavelle's and stuffed our already stuffed waffle faces with yummy rich brunch food and then waddled home to find that Randi and Bo had decorated the house with pink streamers and a "We Love You Mom" sign that they made while we were at lunch. She also had a vase of white tulips on the table surrounded by all the fixings for strawberry shortcakes (what a sweetheart) and a bowl of pink jelly beans.And as if things couldn't get any better, I just woke up from a 2 hour nap. 2 hours! And it felt great.

What a day!!

Thank you Wes. You are the best hubby in the world. I love you.

Sam's A Walkin'

Up until last weekend Sam had only been taking 1, maybe 2 steps at a time and then all of a sudden it just clicked this week. He is up to 9 or 10 at a time and gets so excited when he does it. He's hilarious.

I took some super cute video of him doing this yesterday but can't for the life of me get either of our computers to recognize our video camera. I am beyond frustrated. I want you all to see how cute and funny he is.

But instead, you get some random pics from yesterday. Enjoy . . .


And one picture of a cool thing our baby sitter made for Bo last week. She taped pieces of construction paper to our coffee table and made a parking lot for all of his cars, a road, and an airport with runways for his airplanes. She is always so creative. She's awesome.