These two like each other a little more at the moment, which is nice. Yesterday after we picked up Bryson from school and put Bobby down for a nap, bodie and bryson played with legos for 2 hours!!! quietly and nicely...so much so, that i laid down on the couch and i think i fell asleep even! what? miracle, i tell you...i am thankful for them growing up in these moments. 2 hours of peace in my day feels like i am at the spa - no joke.
Bodie in the Urgent Care - Trip #1 of 2 in the month of November. Bodie had to get some steroids to help with breathing. He had a viral infection that made him wheezy and my sister was worried about his oxygen levels so we took him in. It took 45 minutes to get him to drink the steroids...spitting it out and crying the whole time - if you are ever in this position - GET THE SHOT! holy crow...get the shot! no one tells you steroids taste like motor oil to kids...could you imagine trying to get your 3 year old to drink motor oil? it takes 45 minutes by the way...but - good news, he is much better and started feeling better even that evening, so we are grateful.
Bobby - Trip #2 of 2 to Urgent Care. On Thanksgiving his forehead broke his fall on the corner where two walls meet. it was a perfect hit - which i witnessed - thankfully bryan was there, grabbed him - i threw him a towel and ran and got some butterfly band-aids and a band-aid and we stopped the bleeding fairly soon. And luckily my niece was there and could watch the older boys so we could both take him. And luckily they let my husband hold him down so we didn't have to go to the ER to do it. Besides a somewhat traumatic stitching event (the student nurse helping with the stitches passed out) and beside having his first stitches, it went fairly smooth. The only casualty was my sweet potatoes, which i put in the oven before we left and they were over-cooked by about 1 1/2 hours. oops. we still ate them. We had some friends over for Thanksgiving, since we were celebrating with family the next day and watched a horrible movie (on purpose) - it ended up being a great day when all was said and done. He is healing quite nicely and hopefully the scar will be as minimal as bryson's twin forehead scar.
Speaking of Bryson - he is taking a break from golf right now and filling up the time with legos and drawing and painting rocks and sometimes playing the wii - (he was grounded until he was 7, and now enjoying his video game free time) - he seems to be a mini-teenager overnight after turning 7 - i can't handle it! he loves one direction (thank you hope!) and sings it constantly...he has perfected the eye roll...arguing with me is like the most fun thing to do apparently because he disagrees with 95% of what i say...developmentally i know this is all normal - he is searching for boundaries and expressing his voice, but man - do they have to do it so suddenly? its unnerving. he still believes in santa though, apparently - i thought the playground would have killed santa, but he wrote him a letter last night asking for " a D.S. and a soopyr moryo wii game and a babe kitin" his friend asher just got a baby kitten and bryson thinks its the cutest thing ever.
So that is where we are at. Trying to remind myself every day to be where we are at - not try to be in the past or future. Be present, breathe, embrace.