Saturday, May 22, 2010

The owwie bug bite

Baby buckony takes the wheel!

Your Dadda got you into this driving trick!
You got your second bug bite on your EYELID! The first was on your leg and I didn't think much when it was red and puffy because it was just a bite on your leg. The marred face is justification for producing overly cautious parents right? Watch out Momma bug nazi coming! You seem not to notice anything is even there. Next time we'll take your advice. The swelling caused Mommy and Daddy to question our instincts and grumble in the car about how it isn't anything but "just to be safe," we'll go in to the doctor-which is conveniently located to a favorite breakfast spot-for her to send us off to get strawberry banana wheat germ pancakes with, "your baby is just fine." Oh how I pray you will always be protected like this! Bumps, bruises, and bites, but nothing legitimately injured. How lucky we have been!! When Mommy says your eye is about the saddest thing ever, your Daddy is quick to remind her your stomach is inside your body, you don't have a brain shunt, and other sad medical jargon that is much more than jargon to several hopeful parents.
You spotted the...
Playground!

Lightening McQueen!

Snack time!

You been rejecting Mommy milk lately with a "ummNo"

face and look times two because of Mommies laugh (opps!)


The giant swollen eye bug bite

This makes me want to introduce you to a circee!

Yes Dadda, Mommy lets me put my sticky apple paws on her stering wheel

Eeeech!

Nothing like listening in on big kid conversations about who is cooler Batman, Ironman, definitely NOT Darth Vader. Who likes him?!?!! You thought the big kids were pretty great.






You wanted to be with the big kids sooo much! You laughed and copied everything the boy on the far left did. So when he ran around like a muffin man, blew crazy faces, and boxed the playground mirror you fell into hysterics and went to the mirror and started banging away too! Oh bother! It was one of those moments when I was up on the playground with you and your friends and I thanked my lucky stars you think I am as cool as one of the big kids and enjoy me playing along with everyone. At one time, you were playing in the middle of a tunnel with Mama and two boys and a girl were passing through it. They surrounded you completely and all you could do was grin a grin completely covered in cheesy satisfaction that you were the center of big kid sandwich. I felt so bad trying to move you so they could get around. You gave me the look like, "MOoom! Not now!!! I'm playing with my friends!" So I just backed you up a bit and the patient kids climbed along the side of you and you watched them leaving so confused that the girl came back and held your hand and gave you a hug.

Reading your new book from Papa & Geal
Poor sweet baby!
You are always such a good boy waiting for your turn at the doctor's office

1 comment:

~*J*~ said...

Poor baby, what a big owie! Get better little man.