Vatican City and Ear Infections

Seth and Raya had check-ups with the doctor ... Raya is weighing in now at a hefty 19.7 lbs, and I think she's going to remain there for a while.  Apparently she has a raging ear infection as well; good thing she's such a happy baby.  I thought she might since she was batting her ears, but I'm not a fan of putting my kids on antibiotics for an ear infection.  Is it really the antibiotics that they have to take for 10 days that clears it up, or the fact that 10 days passes since the ear infection is noted?  Lets just say my diaper changing will be doubled now because of  antibiotics that might help.  Oh well.

Sethy was a rockstar.  With an attentive doctor listening Sethy dominated the conversation, and loved to show off his knowledge.  Might I add, that Seth has gotten really, really, loud.  He likes to drown out any possible alternative thread of a conversation by talking as forcefully as possible. Oh Sethy, he's so cute. So he sang his alphabet, counted numbers, drew himself playing, bunny hopped, wrote his name etc, etc.  All typical -- then the doctor asked where he lived -- "Pullman, Washington which is on the planet Earth.  -- But not in Oak Harbor, Washington because you have to cross the Columbia River.  And not in Vatican City, because Vatican City is not a city but a country."  -- and then he recited his address, "Our house is 243 Glenoaks Drive." Seth is really into geography, REALLY, REALLY.  He can name his continents and name more countries than most adults and list off major geographical landmarks.  What four year old spends his time using a map (a washrag) and travels throughout the house to meet the gorillas in the rain forests of Africa to the Sahara Desert, or climb the Andes Mountains and visit the Patagonian Penguins?  Suffice it to say the doctor was impressed and I was embarrassed.

The nurse also commented that she had never had a child of his age take shots so well.  As the nurse was injecting him he informed her, "Shots don't hurt, it just feels like a prick."

... and random ... sad that it's blogworthy ...but this doesn't happen to often.  I was crafty! modge podged a vase and finished up leg warmers














sick of Raya yet? --- NEVER!

 

I love this face.


Oh boys.

 

I walk into scenes like this too frequently.  I thought it was comical, until I had to rewrap the ball of yarn.  The boys are so funny, they insist that Raya needs her scepter and bring it to her throughout the day.  

Speaking of my boys ...

So dinner time has become my least favorite time of the day now.  We usually have to start dinner without Jeff, so it's just me verse the kids.  I cook and distribute dinner just for me to threaten the boys to high heaven and back again ... just to eat one ... little ... bite!  Some common pleadings: Stop playing with your food!... Cup in the center ... Please, use your fork ... Keep your hands to yourself ... Do I need to separate you two? ... Your cup is not a hat ... Stop dropping your cup! ... You're going to bed hungry --- and on and on and on. 

It's ridiculous!

Well, tonight was a real winner of a night. hahaha. I made Italian chicken cuscus.

Seth: "What is this?"
Mommy: "It's cuscus."
Seth: "You mean dumb-dumb."

Sethy says the prayer... it probably was a nice prayer. I couldn't hear it over Levi's "I don't want a prayer, I don't want a prayer, I don't want a prayer!"

After Seth's done saying the prayer Levi stops yelling and tells Seth, "I took your prayer and I ate it! Nam-nam!"

Seth in genuine distress looks at me with teary eyes, "Mommy, Levi ate my prayer!"
Levi: "I threw your prayer into the living room."
Seth: "I caught my prayer!"
Mommy: ...  ignoring the boys and scarfing down food.

An intermission of sound threatenings of hunger resumes, and the boys get a bit ballistic.  Seth is picking at his eyelashes saying, "I'm taking the carrots out of my eyes!" -- He is stuck on the idea that carrots give you good eyes.  And Levi is just shaking his head as fast as he can going, "ahahahahhaahaa."

Have I mentioned that dinnertime is my least favorite time of the day? 

At least it was dollar scoop Tuesday at Baskin Robins! -- And that Jeff took over when he came home and practically fed the boys their dinner.