Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Thrush in mouth is worth two in bush?

Thrush it is. Although annoying, not the worst thing that could happen on a short week with a long weekend involving too many plans for a sick baby. She just looks like she has been eating chalk. Nothing major, right? I hope so.

We are getting ready to head to the Hubs family for Thanksgiving, we are going to his sister's house (the pregnant one) It should be a good time.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Long weekend, short week

Elinor had a fever all weekend, and I think she may have thrush, I need to call the Dr. about that. We are home today, even though she is feeling better. Since she had a fever yesterday, she had to stay home from daycare today. But we got up nice and early to take Fin in to school, since Daddy had a very early trip today. Yay! Then we stopped in to the office to get some coffee, and came home, where I discovered the white mouth in the bathtub. She is napping now, and I will check it again when she wakes up, or maybe I'll just call the Dr first to get an appointment, just in case. I don't know.

So I started out thinking I was going to type about something totally different, but my brain took a detour. It has been doing that a lot lately.

I am having a three day weekend, a two day week and then a 4 day weekend. It would be nice if all weeks could be like this, minus the cranky baby.

Friday, November 20, 2009

MamaNessa

Things are crazy when you have a 2year old and a baby. Just some quick updates and tidbits from the kids.
Finley is getting so independent, he can put his shoes on himself, and his coat. He recently moved up to the toddler/preschool room (it's a room for older toddlers and younger preschool kids) and they stress self sufficiency. He also spends a lot of time in the "Thinking Spot" for hitting/biting. Any thoughts on how to stop that kind of behavior? One of his little friends in the Caterpillar room must say "Oh Man" al lot, becasue Fin has been saying that all the time. A typical conversation:
Me: Finley, pick up your coat and hang it on your hook.
Fin: Nuh-uh.
Me: Fin, please hang your coat on your hook.
Fin: :Giggle: no!
Me: Fin, hang your coat on your hook or no George!
Fin: Ohh man!

Elinor is 8 months old now (really, 8 months, when did that happen?) She weighs 18 lbs, is crawling like crazy, pulling herself up to standing, and starting to cruise around furniture. And I thought maybe she'd wait a little longer than Finley did to walk. I don't think it's going to happen. She also is VERY vain, and loves it when people say what a pretty baby she is. She also likes to look at herself in the mirror, where she coos and giggles at herself. She blows a mean raspberry, which is cute, unless it is 1am and Mom is trying to get her to go to sleep. Her feet are tiny. She is still not in a size 3 shoe. (Which is pretty much where Finley started out.) She likes food, on her terms. If she doesn't want to eat, or doesn't like what you offer, she smacks the spoon away.

Fin loves his baby sister, and likes to kiss and hug her. Infrequently he tries to pick her up, but I think he's learning that he isn't allowed to do that.

She is not allowed to play with his toys, which includes pretty much everything we own, but he has been known to trade her a sock for whatever object she has that he wants. She doesn't mind, chewing on socks is one of her favorite things to do. She just crams it in her mouth and goes. It's pretty funny to see.

Well, that is just a little look into our world right now. I don't know when I will post again, since I am really not sure where the time has been going lately!