Monday, August 30, 2010

Monday

What have we been up to? A lot...and nothing. The days run together and I don't know what I'm doing most of the time. But, all and all, we're happy (and healthy). Nolan is keeping us all entertained. How did we ever live without this little nugget?

He's wanted to hold hands and walk these days. He may let you carry him for a bit, but then he has to get down and be a big boy. Then he lets go of your hand and goes running down the sidewalk and skins his knee and you realize you are a terrible parent and have no Bactine or Neosporin in the house. You use hydrogen peroxide to clean the scrape and he cries and cries. Another source of tears - cutting molars.

As a result of the patio construction, we have a lot of dirt and sand and mulch and other dirty things in the back yard. He loves to play outside. And get dirty. He he's also throwing in a little dance for you (while one of the new trees casts a funny shadow on his face). Notice Greyson keeping her distance.

After filling up on a hearty sampling of dirt, he decided to climb in the chair. He climbs on everything these days. Why did I think parenting was eventually going to get easier? I guess it will....in 20 years or so.
And this one is after church yesterday. Milestone. When we picked him up from the nursery, he was not crying. And he was playing. With another little boy. It was glorious.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Because

Nothing to see here. Well, except cute pictures. Life has been uneventful. So, on with the cuteness. (All of the pictures were taken with the awesomeness that is Ben's phone).

Riding in the car is exhausting.

He likes to hold my hand and walk now. He probably didn't want me to hold him because I still stunk after my workout. We were on our way to look at shoes. Notice how little the ones on his feet are. I ended up ordering some online.

He had his hand on the back of that creature for the first 3 minutes he was in the ride. Finally, the hands went on the wheel.

The backyard work is done. The grass is a disaster and the plants look stressed. I promise I'll have pictures some day. In the meantime, Nolan is content to move the mulch from one location to another.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Today - AKA - The Scariest Day of My Life

I'll keep this brief. I'm still having trouble wrapping my brain around what has happened in the last 5 hours. I've just got to get this down somewhere and try to get it out of my system - the blog seems like the best place.

Today we had a great day. Nolan was up crying for about an hour last night - I suspected it was teething. It looks like he's getting some molars in. NO FUN! Fast forward to this afternoon. Little guy took a two hour nap - atypical, but a little welcomed. He was running around a 101 fever when he woke up so I gave him some Tylenol (I figured I would save the ibuprofin dosage for this evening). Ben's mom came to watch him for a bit. Not two minutes later she is screaming running to my front door (fortunately, she literally lives right down the street). Nolan is having a seizure.

We flew to the hospital in my car (food all over the counter, the dog freaking out as to why I'm leaving the house in a tizzy, no cell phone). The doctors at NMCB were so helpful and within seconds he was on the table and they were working on him. I think I was able to remain somewhat calm (we're talking a shred of calm here) because I suspected it was from a rapid spike in his temp. We have some friends that this has happened to before - and I was praying was Nolan was ONLY having a reaction to his fever.

In a matter of minutes his fever had spiked to 103. I wonder what it would have been had I not given him the Tylenol when he woke up. The doctors ran a series of labs, cultures, x-rays, etc. and could not find any sign of infection. He is on a 7-day round of antibiotics. Even though he is fine right now, this ordeal has turned me in to a nervous wreck. I love my son so much and could not stand anything happening to him. (Plus, I'm pretty sure it terrified my mother-in-law to death).

Here's the little trooper after his meds with a nice little iv in the arm. (You can probably guess how much he loved that).


This means we're cancelling our trip to see my family in Greenville this weekend. I don't want to travel with him on antibiotics. This is the first time he has taken them and I'm not sure how he is going to react. And if you could, please just say a little prayer for him (me too).

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Well, Hello August

Just when you thought it couldn't get any hotter outside, good ol' mother nature went and proved you wrong. It's still hot here. I know it will cool off - in anticipation, I ordered some sweaters from Anthro this past week. I'm so looking forward to cooler evenings and football season.

Ben has been so busy this past weekend with golf tournaments and judging some MBA thing at the university. It's like we didn't even have a weekend. Yesterday afternoon when he got home we decided to go get N some new toys. One of his milestones is that he should be able to stack blocks. Can he? I don't know. We don't have blocks. So we headed to find some. Where did we find them...Dilly Dally's. Nolan was overwhelmed to say the least. There were lots of new toys and he was in no way afraid to mix it up and play with non-boy gender toys.

He walked around with these push toys for 45 minutes. I knew a breakdown was going to happen when we left...and it did.

Ben thought he might buy it, but when he looked at the price tag, he changed his mind. Nolan held on for a brief moment longer, until I had to pry it from his little hand while ignoring the tears.

We also got a bead maze. Any time we go somewhere that has one of these, he gravitates toward it. His favorite thing to do with it when we got home - throw it on the tile to make a loud noise.
But, what's more fun than toys....playing on the floor with mom.

Greyson wanted some attention, so she went and got Ben's dirty (and slightly damp) golf sock from the previous hour and shoved it in my face. Clearly, I am thrilled and Nolan is stunned.

Dinner time meant inventive toy action. Here he is playing astronaut with the top to a plastic cake container.
And here's another reason why I get no sleep. Greyson. I went to get in the bed and this is what I found. She sure looks comfy.
And with my little guy on the way to church this morning. He cried in the nursery - again. I'm hoping we can get to a p0int where he's happy to go. On a side note, this is as straight as I could get my hair this morning - this is an hour after I dried it and I haven't even stepped outside. It has curled up every day for the last week. I hate humidity.
In other news, we are having a paver patio installed in our backyard. They've been working for the last week and the backyard is a disaster. I hope to have before and after pics posted later this week.

Monday, August 2, 2010

Imitation is the Sincerest Form of Flattery

I guess he's seen Ben on the Blackberry a couple of times.

Rolling in the Walmart showcasing his mad texting skillz.

Off the Bentonville Square at Saturday's Farmer's Market.

All. Boy. All of the time.

These stairs made me nervous. Not as soft as the ones at the house.