What a day….started with getting the big boys off to school, then Trey, Dee and I met Godma Ann for coffee and some nice down time chatting with her.
I picked up the boys from school and we headed toward Silverdale, stopped in for a bite to eat with the foster parent crew (Terry, Mary Jones and Carolyn) and ran into an ex boyfriend. Interesting.
We next ran to speech, Carlos is working on his “g” sounds and has pretty much nailed the “k” sounds at this point. If only we could get him to say “because” instead of “peecaw” I’d be happy. I know it’s being worked on, he just says peecaw a LOT. Anyhow, I was shocked to find out that the Holiday party sponsored by Harrison Pediatric Rehab (nice visual, huh? Babies in rehab! but it’s really the speech place) was today. Holy cow. The night I’ve been looking forward to for weeks, and I didn’t even get to really get super psyched for it because I was a week off in my mind.
After speech, the boys were done. I was going to run some errands but figured we needed to slow down. We took a break and I parked the car at the waterfront park so that I could read while the boys took a nap, and they fell right asleep.
It’s Alice’s birthday today! Can’t believe our girl is 5 years old. She celebrated at Chuck E. Cheese. The perfect place for a bunch of 4-5 year olds to run around and play games. It was a small crowd there, too so the kids had a ball and didn’t have to wait for games. They stopped for about 2 bites of pizza before they jumped back up to play. We hated to leave early, but had already signed up for the Harrison thing and they had bought gifts and all for the boys.
The Harrison Christmas party was sweet. We dropped the boys off and then got a chance to go to the Santa Shop and pick out two presents for each boy. While we got a 3 hour break the boys got to make gingerbread houses and go to the Santa Shop and pick out things for eachother. Dee and I got to have a bite to eat, uninterrupted, and do a little shopping without distraction and even had a chance to look at washing machines. Exciting, I know, we know how to have a good time. That hasn’t happened in ages. We picked up the candy-filled and exhausted boys, the wrapped presents and headed home.
You would think that was nearing the end of our day. Not so much. I heard muffled crying from the backseat, and immediately thought that Levi was just so tired he couldn’t function. I asked him what was wrong, he said “well, there’s a rock in my nose and I can’t get it out” A rock? In your nose? What the hell!??!?! Yeah, I pulled over, and there certainly was a rock in his nose that I couldn’t see how we were going to get out. Looked like we’d be heading back to the ER. Here I’m thinking, first off WHY…secondly, we were just at the hospital for the party, why couldn’t you have put the rock in your nose while we were there? Got everyone home and unloaded, I was just about to take Levi over to our saviour Margaret’s to see if she could help, when he said it was out. Good news, it just came out. He couldn’t produce the rock, so I’m wondering…guess time will tell.
Tomorrow’s another day, mellow, no plans, and I’m great with that.
I picked up the boys from school and we headed toward Silverdale, stopped in for a bite to eat with the foster parent crew (Terry, Mary Jones and Carolyn) and ran into an ex boyfriend. Interesting.
We next ran to speech, Carlos is working on his “g” sounds and has pretty much nailed the “k” sounds at this point. If only we could get him to say “because” instead of “peecaw” I’d be happy. I know it’s being worked on, he just says peecaw a LOT. Anyhow, I was shocked to find out that the Holiday party sponsored by Harrison Pediatric Rehab (nice visual, huh? Babies in rehab! but it’s really the speech place) was today. Holy cow. The night I’ve been looking forward to for weeks, and I didn’t even get to really get super psyched for it because I was a week off in my mind.
After speech, the boys were done. I was going to run some errands but figured we needed to slow down. We took a break and I parked the car at the waterfront park so that I could read while the boys took a nap, and they fell right asleep.
It’s Alice’s birthday today! Can’t believe our girl is 5 years old. She celebrated at Chuck E. Cheese. The perfect place for a bunch of 4-5 year olds to run around and play games. It was a small crowd there, too so the kids had a ball and didn’t have to wait for games. They stopped for about 2 bites of pizza before they jumped back up to play. We hated to leave early, but had already signed up for the Harrison thing and they had bought gifts and all for the boys.
The Harrison Christmas party was sweet. We dropped the boys off and then got a chance to go to the Santa Shop and pick out two presents for each boy. While we got a 3 hour break the boys got to make gingerbread houses and go to the Santa Shop and pick out things for eachother. Dee and I got to have a bite to eat, uninterrupted, and do a little shopping without distraction and even had a chance to look at washing machines. Exciting, I know, we know how to have a good time. That hasn’t happened in ages. We picked up the candy-filled and exhausted boys, the wrapped presents and headed home.
You would think that was nearing the end of our day. Not so much. I heard muffled crying from the backseat, and immediately thought that Levi was just so tired he couldn’t function. I asked him what was wrong, he said “well, there’s a rock in my nose and I can’t get it out” A rock? In your nose? What the hell!??!?! Yeah, I pulled over, and there certainly was a rock in his nose that I couldn’t see how we were going to get out. Looked like we’d be heading back to the ER. Here I’m thinking, first off WHY…secondly, we were just at the hospital for the party, why couldn’t you have put the rock in your nose while we were there? Got everyone home and unloaded, I was just about to take Levi over to our saviour Margaret’s to see if she could help, when he said it was out. Good news, it just came out. He couldn’t produce the rock, so I’m wondering…guess time will tell.
Tomorrow’s another day, mellow, no plans, and I’m great with that.
Three Scurvy Dogs a Wee Lass (and their Mamas) 
A rock in his nose? Standard kid hiding place for rocks, of couse. And dry pinto beans, and marbles if they can get’em in there 🙂 Sounds like a great day you guys had – but you must have been absolutely exhausted afterwards!