Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Fun day


Braeden's been in school for three weeks and they've already had their first day off. Monday was a teacher workday and the after-school was closed as well. Mat started back up at Elon, so I took the day off to spend with him. We decided that he and I got a fun day while Mat and Gage had a Monday. :)

In the morning we went to the children's museum. There's a giant red chair in the lobby the kids can climb on and sit in. Braeden had me take about six different pictures as he posed for the camera. The first one I took is above. But this next one was one of my favorites.


He's just such a ham!

After the museum we went over to the Fresh Market for a few fun things--kiwis, blueberry yogurt-covered pretzels, chips and salsa, gummy worms and letters, and cookies. And then came home for lunch. In the afternoon I wasn't feeling very well, so Braeden watched a bunch of Scooby Doo episodes and played with his Lego's.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Graduation came and went


Braeden's graduation from his pre-school happened at the end of May. Yeah, I'm a little slow at getting around to blogging about it. He had a great time at the graduation. Mat and I did not.

I went into it with really high expectations. I loved last year's event where Braeden's class sang a couple of songs. I guess I tuned out any part of last year's ceremony that didn't directly involve my kid. (I suppose that's how I'll get through the many years of band concerts, recitals, etc. that we have in our future!) Each class of graduating kids did a little something--Braeden's class sang a song about the rules of the classroom (much cuter when he's singing it one-on-one) and they each named something they loved. Braeden's thing was letters and numbers (and counting in Spanish, too). The kids also got to tell the parents what it was they wanted to be when they grew up. A lot of the boys said fireman or police man. A couple said dog catcher. :) Braeden said he wanted to be a professor or a fireman. I'm sure Mat was touched.


After the class performances, they played some country song with a whiny guy singing about how kids grow up so fast. Why must all country songs sound so whiny and cliche? Then the woman who owns the day care stood on the stage and delivered what I'm sure was the exact same speech she gave last year about how the graduates represent the day care when they leave so each kid has to act his or best so people know the day care did a good job caring for and teaching them.

Seriously? That was the best thing she could come up with to say? She wouldn't rather have used her time to talk about how proud they all are of the kids and how much they've all grown? Some of these kids were there from three months on...they learned to walk, talk, count, speak some Spanish, share (sometimes), and so much more in those years. Wouldn't it have been nice if she could have talked about some of those things?

I just don't get it! Mat and I texted back and forth throughout her entire speech. (He was down front hoping to get pictures of Braeden getting his diploma so we couldn't just whisper to each other.)


The kids were called to the stage to receive their diplomas in the order the woman pulled them from the basket so there was no way of knowing when Braeden would get to walk across the stage. Braeden ended up being near the end so I filmed all the kids but the video didn't turn out very well. The lighting in the church made it hard to take any good pictures. The other pictures we took later at home. Braeden loves his cap and gown. He wears the gown all the time when he's in a dress-up mood. He likes to run in the gown because it billows out behind him. It also reminds him of a lab coat which suits his aspirations of becoming a professor (or a scientist) to a T.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Growing up

I've half-written a few posts and never finished them, so here's an oldie but goodie from the end of June...

It's half-birthday time for the boys...it just doesn't seem possible that it's been six months since we celebrated their second and fifth birthdays.

Braeden continues to crack us up with the things he says and does. He's always been into dressing up but it's gotten so much more involved now. He'll disappear up to his room and come down with a jacket on (and yes, it's like 95 degrees here!!), his red rain boots, and a hat (a red one, of course, that he decorated at school). Then he accessorizes with 15 silly bands and whatever else he has lying around (a UNCG lapel pin, a pirate eye patch and sword, plastic bead necklaces...). The silly bands were gifts from girls. Yes, our kid is the mack daddy of the playground. His friend Alex (who we do play dates with) gave him most of them, but Makena gave him one, so did Kiera, and a little girl at the pool gave him one Sunday afternoon. We haven't bought any of the bands ourselves...why should we?? UPDATE: We've now bought him a couple of packages. He can't wear them to kindergarten so they seem to have lost some of their luster for him.

I'm more than a little sad to write this next part. My baby is growing up. Gage is sitting in the booster seat at the table, and we've taken our high chair to Goodwill. We've transitioned him to pull-ups during the day and cloth for naps and overnights. I had forgotten how crummy wet disposable diapers smelled! The upshot, though, is there's a lot less laundry being done! Gage is getting really good at letting us know he needs to use the potty and at not peeing in the pull-up. But we have had a few accidents...one day we sat him on the potty in the kitchen with no success. I was the one who said he didn't need a pull-up; I figured he'd know when he needed to pee and head over to the potty. Instead Braeden informed us that Gage had just peed on the floor. And the wall. And the window ledge. And after his bath one night, while he stood on the stool to brush his teeth in the bathroom, he peed on the stool and floor. Oh, and Mat's feet. :)

Oh well. Accidents happen and we make sure Gagey knows we're not upset with him. It may not be a straight path from diapers to underwear, but at least Mat and I feel like we're getting somewhere with it now.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Fun in the Sun

Since I can't be counted on to actually blog, the least I can do is post a cute picture now and then.

Here are my two boys at the pool Sunday morning.


We've started going in the mornings on the weekends. It means we share the pool with one or maybe two other families, and it's not as hot so it's easier for Gage. The poor kid overheats really quickly. We had the same problem with Braeden but Gage has my fair skin, so we're also worried about sunburns. (And yes, we use sunblock, but it only does so much.)

Gage isn't so sure about the pool. He'd rather stand on the edge. And dip his watering can in to the pool. Then pour the water into a bucket. And pour the water from the bucket back into the pool. And when he talks about the pool, he doesn't just say pool. He says pool water. He wants to play with the pool water. He wants to go to the pool water. It's hard to say no when he asks in such a cute way.

Braeden likes to sit on his noodle and paddle around. Sometimes he wears his goggles...not that he puts his face in the water or anything. Yesterday morning he freaked out when I tried to get him to kick without his noodle. I was holding onto his arms so his head was above water, but he freaked out anyway. And then in the afternoon (when Mat took him back after nap), he realized he could touch the bottom in the shallow end and still have his head above water. And with that, he was fine about giving up the noodle and kicking while Mat held him up.

His freak-outs make me laugh more than anything else. They stress Mat out completely. He wants something to invent a special kind of camp for kids like Braeden. Grow-the-fuck-up sleep-away camp. One activity involves giving the kid his most favorite dinner, letting him eat a few bites, then knocking the plate to the ground. Gotta love him!

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Happy Mother's Day!


Each year for Mother's Day the boys and I go to brunch. We've been somewhere different each year...I guess I'm still looking for the perfect spot. Last year we went to the Village Tavern but this year we went to Lucky 32. Mat and I have always liked that restaurant and used to go BK (before kids). It's not that it's not a place you can bring kids, we just tend to go to the easy places now...Mexican, breakfast dinner, pizza, that kind of thing. The waitress was nice enough to take our picture after we ate. No, Mat can't smile. It's not what he does in pictures.

But I can almost always count on Braeden to smile for the camera.


After brunch we stopped by the Fresh Market and came home with green beans, strawberries, sour patch kids, and a few of their amazingly delicious pillow cookies--brownie pillow cookies for the boys and almond for me.

When we got home Mat took a few pictures of the boys and me. I love that one of Braeden and me. Gagey was being stubborn and refusing to sit with us. He just really wanted to sit on the ottoman.


I think we might have bribed Gage to get him in these next pictures with us. Then Braeden and I had to do what we could to make him laugh, but in the end I love these pictures.


Especially this one...


The boys made me some very cute presents at school this year. Braeden's class painted on vases and made tissue paper flowers. And from Gage, I got a travel mug (the kind you can insert photos into) with a couple of cute pictures of him inside.

Mat got me a necklace I'd been admiring from a great store called the vintage pearl.


You are My Sunshine has been one of my favorite songs since high school. It became even more special to me when Braeden and his class sang it at last year's graduation ceremony. Remember that?

Another great Mother's Day!

Monday, March 8, 2010

Quiet, lazy weekends rock!

We had one of those quiet weekends spent just hanging around the house. Friday night we went to dinner in Greensboro to one of our favorite places, Tex & Shirleys, for pancakes. They have the best pancakes! And it's incredibly kid-friendly, so no one minds if Braeden dances around our table or if Gage stands up in his high chair and tries to steal food off trays headed to other tables.

Saturday morning I was home with the boys by myself while Mat participated in one of the craziest things ever. He ran up 30 flights of stairs in a tower in Winston-Salem. The stair climb was a fundraiser to benefit MS. He was one of 250 people to do it, and he finished in 4:47...under five minutes to run UP 30 flights of stairs! He finished 5th in his age group and 13th overall! Totally nuts!!

There's a photo of Mat at the end of the stair climb here. There are photos of other people actually running the stairs but none of him. :(

While he was doing that, I made scrambled eggs for the boys then we watched cartoons and went to the grocery store. Since it was just us, I told Braeden we could get a car cart. And it was the best decision ever. Usually Braeden gets his own little cart and my job is to make sure he doesn't hurt anyone or break the store. He loves to run down the aisles pushing his cart, and we're just lucky the store isn't more busy than it is! With the car cart, they're both sitting side-by-side in the top of the cart with their own steering wheels. And neither one of them can get out! So perfect.

Saturday afternoon Mat took Braeden for a walk after his rest time. They went in a house that's being built behind ours. Bray is fascinated by this stuff; he loves to know how stuff is built. I know he had a great time seeing "inside" the walls and hearing where the plumbing will be and how it works. Then they walked down to see an abandoned house. I don't much about it but it used to belong to one of the original owners of the land our development sits on. He went bankrupt, couldn't pay his vendors, and lost the land. Braeden loves exploring, and he loved walking through the woods to the abandoned house. He told me all about it when he got back; then he told MeMa all about it when we talked to her on Sunday.

One night this weekend Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs was on TV, so I recorded it for Braeden and Gage to watch. They've been watching in 30-minute increments in the mornings and at night and should finish it tonight. I was worried Braeden wouldn't like it...he's so used to the flashy animated movies they make today, I thought he might get bored. And I had forgotten how dark and scary Snow White was in parts. Near the beginning (after the evil stepmother orders the huntsman to kill Snow White and bring her heart back in a box!), Snow White is running through the forest. There's scary music and all the normal forest stuff looks threatening to her. When it was all over, I made a big point of saying how all the scary stuff was just in her imagination. But Braeden wasn't scared. This morning he watched the part where the stepmother turns into the crone and makes the poison apple. And he's still fine. I'm glad he likes the classic Disney movies as much as he likes the new ones. It's nice to share these with him.

When I think of Snow White, the first thing that comes to my mind is the record we used to have when I was a kid. It must have been my mom's...when we were sick, we would lay on the couch and listen to it. There was a book with the story and the dog (Nipper??) would bark when it was time to turn the pages. Abi and I used to really love it!

No pictures from this weekend. And no updates from Gage on the potty either. In fact, this was a very Braeden-centered post. Oh, and Mat...he never gets any blog love. So, the next post will be all about Gagey! If you think you can stand it...

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Another Ansel Adams in the making

Since Braeden's birthday falls right after Christmas, we decided to celebrate his half-birthday too. It's fun to have a little party in the middle of the year. Plus, his half-birthday falls on July 4...and who wouldn't want fireworks on their birthday?!?! When he turned 4 1/2 we gave him his own camera. He'd started taking pictures with mine and they were turning out really great.


And since I didn't blog about it at the time, I thought I would post a picture of him with his half-birthday cupcake. That is one happy kid!


Here's the picture I took of Braeden taking his first picture...


And here's the picture he took...


Mat's been bugging me to download the pictures from his camera for months, so yesterday I finally did. 187 pictures! And going through them, I was pretty surprised. Some were blurry or out of focus, but most were really good. Granted, a lot of them were of the furniture and toys. But a number of them were of us.

Gagey seems to be one of his favorite subjects and there are a lot of pictures of him.

Here's Gage after a bath one night...


Gage running towards him...


This one is interesting...there are a number of pictures Braeden took while Gage was still in his crib. So a couple of different mornings, Braeden came downstairs to get his camera and then went into Gage's room when he woke up (and before Mat or I went upstairs) and took pictures of him in his crib. I love that they had these funny little moments together while Mat and I were still sleeping.


And here's Gage in his high chair...


Then there were the pictures of me (or part of me). I'm only including the good ones because that's my prerogative (as Bobby Brown would say).

No, I'm not really sleeping but I did have my eyes shut to protect against the flash. He took several of these!


Me in the kitchen...He took a bunch of pictures of me from below and that's not the most flattering angle, so I think I leaned forward to try to combat that.


This one I like. Just me sitting on the floor in the kitchen...


I also like the ones he took of his toys. I like seeing how his mind works.

His beloved pig...


A half-eaten pretzel rod on the counter with a bunch of my crap...


And a grouping of favorite cars and planes on the floor...


And he also took a bunch of self-portraits. He looks really scary in most, but in this one he actually smiled. And I think it's a terrific picture of him!


And then there's this one...


How cute are those feet?!?!

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Such a big boy

We had a huge night last night with Gage...he used the potty!

It's been at least a month since he wanted it pulled out from under his crib. He really likes to sit on it (fully dressed). He likes taking it apart...standing in it...and trying to put it back together again. A couple weeks ago I was telling him all about it while he sat on it. He started pulling at his clothes and I asked him if I should take them off. He nodded, so then he was sitting naked on the potty.

We talked some more and read a couple books, but he got bored and wandered off to play. We've done that a few more times since then. And last night as I was getting him ready for bed, he went over to the potty and pulled on his clothes.

I got him undressed and he sat down. We talked about the potty again, and he pointed in the bowl. Then he stood up and acted like he was going to pee standing up. Very calmly, so as not to scare him, I explained that's something big boys like Braeden do. And I sat him back down. A few minutes later he stood back up. And the next thing I know he's peeing. Not in the potty, but close to it. :)

Inside my head, I'm freaking out because he's peeing on the carpet but I know he knows he's trying to pee in the potty. I wait until he's done then pick him up and sit him down again. I told him how great he did and told him he could pee some more if he needed to. I called for Mat and when I turned back around, he had peed a little in the potty!

Success!

With Braeden it was such a hassle just getting him to sit on the potty. I just went back and reread the potty training posts for Braeden...like this one, and this one (yikes!!), and this one, and finally this one. And then his little brother loves sitting on his potty. The challenge with him is that he wants to be just like his big brother and pee standing up. We put a couple towels under the potty in his room so we're better prepared for the next time. Maybe tonight!

Monday, February 22, 2010

Good weather = an afternoon at the park

After so much winter weather, we finally had a nice weekend. And of course I had to work all day Saturday for a board meeting. When I finally did out, I took Braeden to Hillsborough to visit one of my favorite yarn shops. I promised him a trip to a coffee shop down the street but it was already closed by the time we got there. Braeden was looking forward to a cookie so he was pretty disappointed. As we walked back to the car, a woman just closing up her realtor's office popped out and offered him a cookie. Crazy, right?

We headed to Chapel Hill next for a trip to Trader Joe's. I had given Braeden a dollar to buy his cookie, so he still had it when we got to TJ's. He was calling it his lucky dollar and I asked him why. "It's my dollar, mommy, so I can call it whatever I want," he said. He just cracks me up!

Sunday was a beautiful day, so after nap time was over we took the boys to the park. Us and about 100 other parents, that is. It was Gagey's first trip to the park and it took him forever to warm up to it. Finally he decided he liked driving the firetruck so that's what he did for about 20 minutes.


Once he decided he liked the park, he was pretty unstoppable. We went down the slide a few times, climbed up and down stairs, walked across a bridge, and even climbed up the rock wall.


One of Braeden's school friends was there so they played together for a while. He was very sweet, though, and kept coming over to the toddler park to check on Gage. And to rest a little. He plays hard all the time! When it finally came time to go, neither kid wanted to leave.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Migration

I'm wondering if anyone will notice...

I took the first step towards combining two blogs into one. Well, that's not entirely true. As far as blogger is concerned, the two blogs have been combined. I exported a file of Braeden's blog (it took about two seconds) and then imported it into Gagey's blog. Ta-da! In less than two minutes, posts I wrote over the course of almost five years merged with ones I've been writing since I found out I was pregnant with Gage.

Now that the hard part is done (ha ha!), I need to do some updates to the layout...make it less "all Gage, all the time" and more "hey, look, there are TWO cute kids". Shouldn't be too hard, right?

And those boys? They're good. Mommy was sick for a couple days at the beginning of the week with a mystery stomach bug but fortunately no one else caught it. We bought a wii Sunday (it's a very long story that starts with an innocent enough request and involves a very determined husband searching high and low for one, but it ends happily enough) and have been playing wii sports resort almost every day. Mat bought a hockey game but it's more complicated than he was expecting. I'm sure he'll get it, but for now he's using archery, baseball, and 100-pin bowling to unwind. And I'm continuing my streak of dominating at basketball. Kind of funny considering the one time I played ended with me breaking a finger.

So, stay tuned for more updates to this space. I promise not to take as long doing that as I did combining the two blogs.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Dropping some NYC

It's probably time, right? Christmas was more than a month ago and I haven't posted any stories or pictures about it yet.


Let's start with our trip to NYC. It's a pretty short train ride from Rhinebeck to Grand Central Station. Mat and I have been wanting to take Braeden to the city for a year now. I chickened out last year worried he was still too young to make it through an entire day. He did well this year but I definitely think we were right to wait the year.

We took the train down the Sunday morning after Christmas. I felt bad about it because it was Gagey's birthday but it was the best weather day we had. Braeden had a great time on the train. It's such a beautiful ride down along the Hudson. I was so excited to show him Bannerman's Island which he loved. He started to get antsy just as we reached the city so that was a pretty lucky break. We got off the train and hopped on the subway to the Empire State Building.

Braeden was soooo excited to go up to the top. And I'm not good with heights so Mat took him up and I sat a Starbucks on the ground floor and knit. I can't possibly tell you the whole story of how Mat and Braeden got to the top but trust me when I say it took more than THREE hours of standing in lines, $60, and the kindness of one very understanding employee.





When they finally got back down to the ground we had lunch then went over to Rockefeller Center to see the big tree, the golden man, and the ice skaters (or in our case, the zamboni).



Braeden loved the big tree. And I'm glad we took him to see it, but I've never been around that many people all trying to see the same thing and stand in the same 12 square feet.


But even with all those people, we still managed to get some of my most favorite pictures.


After fighting our way through the crowds at 30 Rock, we went to FAO Schwartz. We certainly didn't get away from the crowds by going there. But we promised Braeden we would take him, and he definitely had a good time looking at all the toys.

The last stop we made was to see the Public Library lions. Mat had a hot dog and Braeden and I had a pretzel before heading back to Rhinebeck.

Monday, January 25, 2010

The weekend

I don't normally post about me, or just me anyway, but I wanted to share how I spent this past Saturday.

Last fall, I was making visits with a colleague in Durham. We had time to kill, so I suggested we visit a yarn store, Cozy. She browsed the clothes and gifty items section while I found some beautiful bamboo yarn in that section. When she realized how interested I was in knitting, she suggested I meet a friend of hers who is also a knitter. She introduced and we became ravelry friends. (That's an online community of knitters who share patterns, notes on yarn, etc.)

Well, Barbara (my new ravelry friend) was having a birthday and her amazing husband, Ed, contacted a woman she had met at SAFF. (Back in October both Barbara and I went to SAFF, the Southeastern Animal Fiber Festival, in Asheville. I was there with a work friend and had no idea Barbara was there.) Barbara had taken a class with an amazing knitter, writer, and pattern designer named Kathleen Taylor. Ed must have gotten an earful about how fantastic the class was and how much she loved Kathi because he decided to fly Kathi out here (from South Dakota!) for a day of knitting. Ed knew that Barbara had this ravelry friend...he tracked me down and the next thing I knew I was committed to spending the entire day with them and some of Barbara's other knitting friends. Wow!

We had an incredible day. In fact, Kathi sums it up better than I could. And her description comes with pictures, so check out her blog post about Saturday. We dyed yarn, stabbed roving with super-sharp needles, ate, laughed, knitted, asked questions, and ate some more. It was so much fun!

While I was in knitting nirvana, Mat took the boys to see barber Dan, went to the grocery store, and took them outside to play with a couple of the neighborhood kids. It sounds like everyone had a great Saturday!

Sunday was a rainy, lazy day. Gage was running a low temperature during the day (that was 103.8 at bed time) but he was in a pretty good mood all day, not too clingy or fussy. He's home today with Mat since his temp was between 100 and 101 this morning. According to Mat, he's happy and playing like a kid with no temp.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Gagey speaks

We've been thinking a lot about Gagey's language development. We're convinced that Braeden talked more at this age than Gage. But we figure Braeden had more encouragement from us as first-time parents to talk. And Braeden didn't have an older brother who never shuts up, so he had lots of chances to talk and practice his new words that Gage doesn't have.

Because one parent is obsessive and the other likes lists, we started a list on the fridge of Gage's words. I figured it was about time we shared that list...so, in no particular order, here we go:

1. mama/mommy
2. mouse
3. dog
4. bus
5. truck
6. duck
7. cat
8. bye-bye
9. off
10. owl
11. cookie (or cook-cook)
12. cracker
13. cheese
14. shoes
15. socks
16. blocks
17. out
18. door
19. put
20. that
21. hi
22. eyes
23. nose
24. mouth
25. ball
26. baby
27. dishes
28. hot
29. uh-oh
30. hat
31. poop
32. ice
33. yea!!
34. apple
35. moon
36. ta da
37. ho ho
38. applesauce
39. fish
40. this
41. yes
42. no
43. daddy
44. choo choo
45. snowball

He's also gotten better at putting together some words into phrases like bye-bye cat or hi guys. When we ask him if he wants something to drink, we get a big nod and a smile instead of a yes usually. If he doesn't want what we're offering, he shakes his head and says no. When he wants to know what something is (which is all the time, he'll point to it and say this.

One of my favorite things he does is make animal sounds. He knows that cows moo, sheep say baaa, frogs say ribbit, dogs bark, cats meow, wolves howl, ducks quack, lions roar, owls say who, and mouses say me me me in a really high-pitched voice.

Routine doctor's appointments??

In the immortal words of Charlie Brown...

Good grief!

Thursday morning we took the boys for their annual check-ups. Last year's simultaneous appointments went so well, I went ahead and booked this year's appointments together as well. And drama ensued.

The exam table comes out diagonally from the wall, so Braeden likes to crawl behind it and pretend he's in a cave (or something like that). And whatever Braeden does, Gage wants to do. Mat and I were talking to the doctor and, at the same time, watching the boys crawl around the floor. Then we heard Gage cry; I turned towards him and picked him up when I heard Mat say he was bleeding. He had split his top lip open when he fell forward. It bled quite a bit (all over the front of my shirt!) but stopped bleeding pretty quickly once the doctor stepped in to apply pressure. The three adults all felt bad because we clearly weren't paying enough attention to what the kids were doing.

After that, things seemed to settle down. The kids got weighed and measured, and Braeden passed the vision test and successfully completed the hearing test. I breathed a huge sigh of relief on that one after last year's debacle with the headphones. His blood pressure is perfect at 86 over 42. He weighs 40 pounds and is 44 inches tall (or 3 feet 8 inches) placing him in the 50th percentile for weight and 75th for height. Braeden jumped up on the scale again this year proving that he is excellent at following directions. Gage is 32 inches tall and weighs 23 pounds (or less than one pound more than Braeden weighed when he was ONE). Gage is still tracking in the 3rd percentile for weight but the doctor remains pleased he's on the chart and not showing a dramatic increase or decrease. On the positive side for Gagey, his iron level is finally normal so we're done with the iron supplement. Looks like all the roast beef we've been feeding him has paid off!

Braeden got his finger pricked to check for lead and iron (both fine) and we learned he would need four shots. Gage also had his finger pricked and was thoroughly pissed off we insisted on covering it with a band-aid. He needed one shot. And it's right around now that the train really went off the track.

Gage was crying and whining incessantly about the band-aid (seriously??) and Braeden was freaking out about the shots (so loudly our doctor thought it was his post-shot reaction). Mat took Gage out for a walk to distract him, and I set to work calming Braeden down. I got him quiet but he was still wired, so he took off after Mat and Gage determined not to miss anything fun. From the exam room I heard a door slam and then Braeden screaming.

It turns out it wasn't a door slamming, but my kid's head slamming into the door handle. And now he's bleeding. A lot. More blood than I've ever seen. He runs to me and I press my hand on his head convinced he's cracked his head open. It felt like forever (and a gallon of blood) before the nurses appeared with towels but I'm sure it was seconds. They put him in a chair in the hallway and our doctor's nurse held a towel to his scalp while I held his hands. He was panicked...making this sound over and over again. Blood is dripping onto the chair seat and he's desperately trying to get away from it. He wants to hold my hands but we're both covered in blood and that's freaking him out. One of the nurses handed me wet towels and I went to work cleaning us up, talking non-stop about who knows what to distract him.

At this point, the doctor appears and is completely confused. She had heard a kid got hurt but didn't realize it was our kid. Everyone seems to realize we're in the hallway and might be freaking out the other kids and their parents, so we move back into the exam room. Our nurse is still applying pressure and I start talking to Braeden about my shirt. Not the bloody one, but the black cardigan I'm wearing over it. "It snaps but I never snap it up. I don't know why. I don't think I like it snapped. MeMa bought it for me years ago. Do you think I should snap one of the snaps? Want to help me?" We snapped all the snaps, then undid them, snapped just a few...I was amazed this worked but he was completely distracted my shirt and its snaps.

Things got a little fuzzy after this...Gage got his shot and Braeden got a pass on his. The doctor looked at his head and decided he needed stitches. I got nauseous and became convinced I would throw up. Someone called the hospital. I got over my nausea because I had to. Mat took Gage to day care. And I took Braeden to the ER.

I checked him in as he told the women behind the desk all about his injury. At this point, he was starting to seem like himself (happy to be the center of attention, proud, and interested in everything around him). The woman kept asking me if Braeden had ever been to the hospital before and I kept saying no when it hit me that he had been. When he was three months old he had an ultrasound because of his reflux. His head was still bleeding a little so the woman went looking for gauze. Instead of gauze, she took us right back to a room.

All in all, we were in the hospital for about 30 minutes. Braeden ate a bag of goldfish, Mat arrived in time to give the admit person his social security number, everyone was very surprised to learn this happened at the doctor's office, I washed the rest of the blood off my hands and arms, and a PA put two staples in his head, gave us care instructions, and sent us on our way. Mat went back to work and I took Braeden home stopping on the way for coffee for me and chocolate milk from McDonald's for B. I would have taken him anywhere for anything but that's what he wanted. And I knew we both deserved something to calm our nerves.

We had a lazy rest of the day watching cartoons and eating snacks. We clean his wound twice a day and put antibacterial cream on it. The big question I had for the PA (after the staples were in and I was convinced he would be fine) was what we should do about his party on Saturday. I knew canceling wasn't an option so I needed to know if there was anything special we should do. She suggested covering it with gauze and making him wear a hat. Actually they said toboggan but I'm translating for everyone who isn't Southern. I'll post later about his party, but suffice it to say, he had a great time and his head wound wasn't an issue at all!

Braeden's staples come out later this week. And he still has to go in at the end of the month for his four shots. And next year? Separate appointments. Different days.