Friday, April 29, 2011


This week has been rough. We miss Dad. I've gotten multiple calls at work from the daycare. Although they were just "courtesy" calls, my heart stops every time I pick up the phone and I hear, "Mrs. Jones? I'm calling about Brendan...." We've been to the doctor. Twice. Long story short - we're glad it's the weekend. And did I mention I've been working for free? The payroll people messed up my direct deposit, and even though it was not my fault they can't just fix it. I have to wait until the check they mailed to some random address on base gets returned. Then, and only then, will they process another direct deposit.

Tuesday morning I dropped him off like normal. Somehow between 7:15 and 10:00 his eyes got red and started oozing. That was my first courtesy call. And since I'm one of "those" moms, I immediately hung up the phone and left to go check on him. I then made him a doctor's appointment for the next day since I just knew it was pink eye. Thank goodness, I was wrong. He's had a lingering cold and the yucky eyes are just resulting from that. The doctor cleaned his ears and made sure he had no ear infections. Lucky for us, the tubes in those little ears are doing their job.

Last night I realized that what I thought was leftover snack dried on his ear was actually fluid coming from inside his ear. And since I'm one of "those" moms, I called the naval hospital to speak to a doctor. Although it did not warrant a trip to the ER, she did tell me to make a follow-up appointment for today. And at 6:30 this morning I was dialing the appointment line.

So now I have to pin the poor child down so that I can get a "1/4 inch ribbon" of ointment into each eye three times a day for the next week, AND I have to get 5 drops into his ear, preferably while he's sleeping (yeah, right) three times a day for the next week.

We celebrated finally getting paid today (after 5 weeks of work!!) with spaghetti and ice cream at Blue Seal. I didn't have the camera with me but I have these leftover Chef Boyardee spaghetti pictures from last week.

What's wrong with this picture?

That sure wasn't an "easy open" top.

Anyway, tonight's spaghetti sure beat Chef Boyardee. We got spinach and bacon spaghetti in tomato sauce because Brendan does not like cream sauces. He even ate some spinach! We had an entire family stop by to tell him he is "kawaii" and to pinch his cheeks and touch his hair. He started to show his rear end until I gave him a lick of strawberry cheesecake ice cream. After that he was on his best behavior. He "Mmm'd" his way through our entire cone.

Monday marked Brendan's 15 month birthday. He now has eleven teeth, and I think I can almost see the twelfth. He's going to the dentist next week. I sure hope he doesn't take after me in that department. He says Mama A LOT, and he can now say Daddy instead of Dada. And I'm pretty sure he does it on purpose. He's still stubborn as a mule. We've been trying for months to teach him where his nose is. He'll show me Scout's nose but not his. If you say "beep beep" he'll press the horn on his car. He has figured out that he can push his toys around and then climb onto them to get to places he couldn't reach before. Today all the kids were on the playground when I had to pick him up for his appointment. I squatted down to give him a hug and another boy came over to us. He tried to give me a little hug and Brendan didn't like it. He pushed him out of the way.

It's getting late and I'd like to go read some of my book. I'll leave you with this random mish mash of photos.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Happy Easter!

I love the Easter Bunny just as much as the next person, but we could probably all use a reminder of what Easter is all about.

Matthew 28:1-10

After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb. There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.

The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."

So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. Suddenly Jesus met them. "Greetings," he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. Then Jesus said to them, "Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me."


Look who I caught in the act!

Good thing I did, too. He told me that two of Brendan's treats got left behind so he's mailing them.

We got up this morning and Brendan got his Easter goodies.

He got sand toys for the beach!

I got us ready and we went to church. I really wanted to try an off-base church but the service didn't start until 11:00, and Brendan is used to a nap around 11:30. I decided to go to the chapel on base since their service started at 10:00. We got there and headed to the nursery. The workers were apparently new and unsure of what to do. I left Brendan crying in the middle of the floor. He always screams when I leave him at daycare but five seconds later he's fine. I know this because I stand in the hallway and peek in the window. I stood in the hallway this morning and he continued to cry. I peeked in the window and they weren't even trying to comfort him. After about two minutes I walked back in, picked him up, and walked out. The chapel has this really nice extension of the sanctuary where parents with small children can sit. I briefly considered sitting there with him. However, Brendan is not one of those children who will sit in a chair and play quietly with a few toys. So we left.

And went to the beach.

We played with his new sand toys.

He found out that he does not like the waves. He doesn't understand why they come up and get him. It didn't help that the water was really cold. He ran from them...kind of like he would run from the monkey car.

He ate plenty of sand.

What Easter is complete without a chocolate bunny?

We enjoyed our day. Hope you enjoyed yours!

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Rough Week

It's been a rough week, and it's only Tuesday night. I'm posting these and then going to bed.

He has rediscovered Scout.

He's no longer afraid of the monkey car. This is now the toy he plays with the most, by far.


And naughtier.

If I can't see you, does that mean you can't see me?