Spencer and Anderson have been with since their mommy went to the hospital on Tuesday. They’ve never stayed with me that long in one shot. It’s now Monday. Almost a whole week. The big one, Anderson, is the most perfect little boy. He’s six. He can be here for days and no one would know it. He takes care of himself and if he sees I’m not busy, he comes to see if we can I can sit with him to do something…read, watch TV, play a game…all good stuff.
However, Spencer is in constant motion. He never stops unless he’s asleep. He’s gotten into the habit of say “No. I said no!” to me when I ask him to do something or stop doing something. Then he laughs and runs away. When I catch him there is lots of laughing and kicking on his part and a lot of frustration on my part. Sometimes tears because his kicks connect. When we went to visit at the hospital on Friday night, his dad told me to put him in time out in his room. So I figured that was a good idea only we’re at my house, not his. When he was acting up, I told him that if he didn’t behave he was going to have a time out. He looked around and said “time out where?” I took him to the guest bedroom which I had actually cleaned out and made up with fresh linens and soft blankets. I guess he liked it. So a couple of hours later, when he wouldn’t stop jumping on my bed where he was supposed to be sleeping, I said “Stop or you get a time out.” He got that light bulb look in his eyes and got right off of the bed, grabbed my hand and said, “Come on, ollow me. Ollow me.” He walked be to the spare bedroom, and got into the bed and had me cover him. As I walked out of the room, he was whispering, “nice fresh bed; nice fresh bed.” And he stayed. Within five minutes he was zonked out.
So now I am wondering if on this last day that they will be with me, the time out will still work. I’m hoping to have a good day. One where I don’t have to stick my whole are in the toilet bowl to pull out all of the Play Doh; one where I don’t walk in the kitchen to find him “cooking” a concoction of cookies, chocolate syrup, Sweet N Low, an entire salt shaker of salt, a cork from a wine bottle that I wish I still had to settle my nerves after dealing with him; a day when I don’t go to put on my shoes to find that he has filled them with my pricey body lotion which was a gift that I never use because I want to save it; a day when he has not gone through my jewelry box and tangled all of my necklaces; a day when he has not scattered Anderson’s flashcards all over; a day when I don’t have to scold or raise my voice. A fun day. A happy day.
And I know that as soon as they have been gone a few hours, I will be missing them. However, this time I think it will take me quite some time to recuperate and even longer to put the house back how it’s supposed to be.
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If we were having coffee, we would be indoors. It’s raining here in Seattle. It’s not cold, just wet. You would have to help yourself to a drink before settling in as I have a baby in my arms! I drove up here on Tuesday morning and was handed a baby as soon as I got in the door. The rest of the time has been filled with holding him, feeding him, and lots of burping! Mati is four weeks old. He’s quite alert for four weeks. I think I’m spoiling him. He’s been attached to me almost all day, every day. I got to be his first babysitter, too. His mommy and daddy had tickets to two soccer games this week so they got a couple of nights out and I got this precious little boy to myself.
This past week has been filled with shock and sadness in the world. Being here with this tiny, innocent little boy has helped me both empathize with that grief and sadness and also get through it without totally falling apart.
As Mati sleeps in my arms, I’m reminded of holding his daddy in my arms when he was this age. I’m reminded of how much simpler the world was; how much less hate, fear, and danger we faced. I am also filled with hope and dreams that Mati’s world will be a better place; that he won’t have to know the hate and intolerance; that he will be in less danger when he grows; that he will live in a world that embraces all mankind.
I’ll be driving home to Portland tomorrow. I’m already missing this little one and wondering when I’ll be back to see him. I’m lucky that he’s only a three hour drive away from me. Hopefully that will translate into frequent visits.
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He’s two. He’s a little character. Usually, when we go out to eat, he’s either really good as long as he is eating then he starts to get up and wander around the restaurant. Then again, he could be horrible from the time we walk into the restaurant. Often, one of the adults has to leave with him to walk him around until food arrives or until the others are finished eating.
This morning, I was up really early (3:45) and at 7, my daughter texted to say the boys were both awake and she was going to see if she could get the little one back to sleep as 7 is too early for him to be up. Well, at 7:15 she texted again to ask if I wanted to take him to eat because he wasn’t going back to sleep. I agreed. I’ve never taken just him to eat at a sit down restaurant and I’ve been wanting to give it a try so this morning was my chance. I showed up and he was all ready and eager to leave. We went right down the road a mile to the Carver Cafe, where he had never been before. They had just opened and we were the only ones in the place. He was very quiet, looking all around. I took out color pencils and paper and he drew until the food arrived. He ate very well then got up and stood staring at the waitress. By then there were three other people there. He was fascinated by the others but it was clear it was time to go because he looked ready to really wander around. So the experiment was a success.
On the way back, he was really cute. He wanted to hold the box with his leftovers. When we got home he wouldn’t let go of the box except to get his carseat straps off. He was happy to be home and showed his mom his food.
I have a feeling there will be a lot more breakfasts out with him as long as he can behave as he did this morning.
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I will have to write a longer post regarding all the photo enthusiasts in my family and how they came to be but for a very quick post, as I am packing for tomorrow’s trip, I thought I would share this short one with you.
Yesterday, I gave Anderson (5 years old) my Canon point and shoot that has been sitting for over two years with no use as now I use either my phone or my DSLR. I took him for a walk and showed him how to turn it on and the shutter button and let him take pictures as he wanted to. He was soooo excited! He ran from one plant to the next and one flower to the next taking pictures. He snapped a picture of every car that went by us. He took pictures of his feet and mine. He had a ball! Next he will learn the video part of the camera and I predict he will really have fun with that.
Anderson taking a close up of some tiny flowers.
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Yesterday we went to see the Minion Movie. It’s usually just me and Anderson. Tina went with us once before. Yesterday we took Spencer because he loves the minions in the Despicable Me movie. He is captivated by them so we figured he would like the movie. It was the first time he went to a theater to see a movie. He’s two. We weren’t sure how he would handle it. I was prepared for him to be afraid of the dark (I took a small glow stick he could put around his neck to give him a little light). We were prepared for him wanting something to eat (I baked minion cookies and we had minion fruit snacks). The boys had minion t shirts and all four of us (Anderson, Spencer, Tina, and I) had minion temporary tattoos. We were ready!
Well, when the lights went out and the previews began, Spencer was not scared. He was fine. He was sitting in his mommy’s lap. For about five minutes. Then he got off her lap and stood behind the seat in front of him (we were in the last row and had no one in the three rows in front of us) and just watched. When the movie started, he watched intently. For about 20 minutes. Then he walked to the aisle and stood there. For about 2 minutes. Then off he went, down the aisle, slowly, watching the screen and then back up the aisle to our row. Very quietly he stood there, at the end of the row. He did that several times. Didn’t bother anyone; just walked up and down the aisle.
Then it happened. Someone came into the theater and Spencer realized there was a door there. So off he went, pushing the door and going out into the lobby, his mommy in hot pursuit. They came back a few minutes later and he sat on her lap and watched for awhile. Then he repeated the whole thing: stood to watch; walked to the end of the row; walked up and down the aisle; back to the end of our row; then out the door to the lobby again. And off went his mommy to get him. The third time, I went out to get him. We walked around the lobby for a bit. He seemed to want to explore so I let him see what was around, but stopped him short of walking into one of the other theaters (there are 8 screens at that theater) then we went back to our movie.
The next time he walked out of the theater, Tina went after him. They were gone about ten minutes when the door opened and Spencer came back in with a big smile on his face and sat on my lap. No Tina. I waited for her to come back in. She finally came back in about three or four minutes later. Boy was she relieved to find Spencer! Apparently, she was in the bathroom and Spencer crawled under the stall door and wandered off. She looked for him as soon as she was able to but couldn’t find him. She went into the theater to get me so I could help her find him but then she saw him sitting on my lap.
He’s like that. He has a very good sense of direction. He knows exactly where he is going. He wandered out of the bathroom and came straight back to me. He didn’t end up in the men’s room, or in the wrong theater. And thank goodness he didn’t turn right out of the bathroom instead of left because that would take him to the exit doors and he would be out in the parking lot!
So I’ve nicknamed him The Homing Pigeon. He knows exactly where he’s been and where he’s going. One place he won’t be going back to for awhile is the theater!
Spencer and Nana
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Come on in and have some coffee with me. I really need to have some this morning. I’m totally exhausted.
If we were having coffee today, I would tell you about Anderson’s birthday party. It was yesterday. For once, we didn’t have a lot of kids. There are some that always come because their parents are friends with Anderson’s mom and dad but I think thse friendships are changing, distancing, so those people were not invited this year and that was fine. Most of the kids from his school didn’t come but his little girlfriend came (her name is Kourtney) and a couple of the other kids. So we ended up with four “big kids” (3 1/2 to 5 years old) and two little kids (2 or almost 2). Plus parents for all the kids. It was more fun that way. Anderson got to spend time with all of the kids and they played and watched the Lego Movie. I had prepared games for them and we played a couple of them. They liked that and they liked getting prizes for the games! Pinata time was fun, although Anderson refused to take a swing at the pinata this year. Cake and ice cream and presents were all fun and like clockwork, everyone was ready to walk out the door right at 4. Everyone left at the same time and we were left to just relax. I finally made it home about an hour later and promptly fell asleep for the rest of the day, not waking up until about 9 last night!
If we were having coffee, I would tell you about a movie I saw last night, after my long post-party nap. It wasn’t anything I had heard of but it was on the Recently Added to Prime list on Amazon so I gave it a try, mostly because I love Martin Sheen. It’s called Wrinkles and is a feature length animated movie from Spain, dubbed into English. It’s about life in a retirement home. It has a good story with the two main characters. If you get a chance to watch it, I would recommend it.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that today I can just veg out and read blogs. I’m behind and I’m not “on call” with the boys today. Their other grandparents are visiting from Tacoma so I won’t be needed over there today. I need the day off so that’s good. It will be a hectic week coming up so I’m glad for a bit of a breather today. At some point I’ll need to go get some of my stuff from my daughter’s house. I took game stuff and prizes and my helium tank and balloons. I also took a lot of extra stuff that she might need. It will all have to come back later today, or maybe tomorrow. I really don’t want to deal with it today but I don’t want it in her way, either.
What have you been up to? Do you remember a special birthday or birthday party? I never had a birthday party until the year I turned 40 and hosted one for myself. Do you have any movie recommendations for me? And of course, we can’t close up without talking about the weather. How is yours? Ours is changing. We have had a few beautifully clear days. Today it’s gorgeous out but my thermometer tells me that it is only 38 degrees out there so I think I’ll stay in, grab another cup of coffee, and wrap my blanket around me after you leave.
I hope your week is productive and that you find some time to laugh and have a bit of fun!
Mini poster I made from a magazine ad! I think it’s staying up for awhile.
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Today finds me way behind in reading blogs and answering comments. For four days this past week I couldn’t sleep. Now for the past two nights, I sleep and then can’t quite wake up the next day. I slept like a log last night and woke at 10:30. I ran to the bathroom, came to read a couple of blogs then promptly curled up under the covers again because I was too sleepy to read anymore. Then I slept until after 1:30!
Last night we had a lot of commotion. I got a call from my daughter asking me to come over because Anderson had hurt his foot and there was a lot of blood and she thought it might need stitches and wanted my opinion. So I grabbed my keys and ran out the door. Ran. He was okay. He had his hand on a washcloth that was covering the cut and the blood had been cleaned up. He was calm but didn’t want to let me look at his foot. I had to give him the m&ms I carry in my purse for just that kind of moment. It wasn’t too bad but it was a gash…a piece of flesh missing. I figured because of where the cut was, in the front right where the foot meets the leg, if untreated it would open up if and when he ran or jumped or maybe even walked. So I told her she should take him to the ER and let them decide. And he might need a tetanus shot. So off they went and I stayed with the little one as he slept. A couple of hours later, they were home. No stitches. Steri-strips instead. No trauma. In fact, my daughter says he didn’t want to come home because the bed was so soft and comfy!
I’m glad it all turned out well. But you know, it still made us all stressed and nervous and all that. Maybe that’s why I came home and slept so well!
Anyway, I’m way behind and I need to prepare tomorrow’s post where I introduce an indie writer.
Okay, off I go to find something to eat…it’s almost 4 and I haven’t had anything but coffee so I need to do something about that!
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