Blessed

We live in an old house that has settled unevenly over the years. As a result, some windows and doors stick while others are difficult to keep shut. I was pushing open a window tonight to let in the cool breeze when the window shattered. I am very, VERY grateful to have walked away with nothing more than a few scrapes. 

Soren vs. Plums

Today Soren is eating a plum for the first time. (He's picky, and I don't want to waste my delicious plums on the kid who won't eat them!) He's had some funny observations:

• Mommy, it has a butt.
• Mommy, there's drink (juice) coming out of the butt!
• Mommy, I need a dry shirt (aka plums are messy.)

I'm super happy that he's eating a new food, but the commentary is definitely an added bonus. 😀

I'm So Hot!

Today looked like this:

• Wake up (over the course of an hour or so).
• Clean up stuff for a yard sale.
• Be outside for 3 hours at said yard sale, in 95+ degree weather on a day with a UV index of 9/10.
• Get really hot.
• Bypass lunch and just take a long nap while Soren naps.
• Realize I got a little sunburned outside.
• Talk with my husband about dinner and decide to eat out because it's so hot neither of you feels like cooking.
• Take the kids to Chick-fil-a for an hour or so. Enjoy the A/C and the indoor playground.
• Decide that since I skipped lunch I deserve some ice cream.
• Visit the Grocery Outlet across the parking lot from Chick-fil-a.
• Discover you have a really good problem.
• Bring the following home:

My Saturday night totally looks better than yours. Don't deny it! ;-)

Things Ren Says, part 2

Mommy, my toots are hot.
Why are my toots hot?
I think I'm afraid of toots.

Thanks for the Reminder

Apparently, ten days of sinus congestion and cough and other symptoms are enough to get a doctor to prescribe antibiotics. I'm really hoping they help!

So I'm still sick, but I feel bad keeping the boys inside all the time, especially since this week is our winter break. I've been trying to get us out of the house for at least one hour a day the last few days. Today I decided we would go on a walk. I managed to fit Ren's bike in the front seat of my car (I seriously should have taken a picture of our contortions), and we set off for the Los Gatos Creek trail.

It was a BEAUTIFUL day, and I really wish I had taken pictures. Ren had a blast and Soren and I chugged along after him. I think we went about three miles. I had to keep reminding Ren to stay on the right side of the trail (this is a heavily biked/walked path), and I'm somewhat amazed no one ran into him, given his erratic driving. :-) We stopped at Campbell Park and played for a while and as soon as we did my body said: "HEY! You're SICK!!!" Basically I turned into a big ball of mucus and phlegm. (Is that redundant?)

I called Robb to come rescue us and we ended up driving up to the Lexington spillway to check out the water flow and then I told Robb he deserved a delicious lunch since he got pulled away from his resume and portfolio building time. Tu Mero Mole treated us well, as always, but by the end of our lunch I was dying. BOTH ears were plugged (as opposed to the one I've been dealing with for the last five days), my stomach was upset, I had a fever, my nose and throat were going nuts, and my blood sugar was crazy. By the time we got home I crashed, and stayed that way for at least four hours.

I feel somewhat better now, but I think back to what my neighbor said when she saw us head outside this morning. She took one look at me and out popped: "Do you have to go right now?" Yes, it was beautiful, and yes, the boys had fun, but I'm still trying to decide if the time outdoors was worth it!

Things Ren Says

While drawing: "I'm making a heart sun, because it's a lovely afternoon."

While praying: "Please bless Soren to be NICE and share his toys!"

While playing: "Your belly button toots marshmallows!"

At Least He Washes His Hands with Soap

Ren walks out of the bathroom after being in there for a bit.
Me: Did you poop?
Ren: (Dirty look) Ugh!
(Walks in the bathroom to wipe and wash his hands.)
Ren: Mommy, you just found out my secret: that I don't like to wipe my bum.
Me: It's not really a secret, dude. I've known this for a while.

Oh the joys of raising little boys!