It's Been A While

WOW - It's been a while since my last blog and there is some much to write about. We've had a packed 2 weeks it feels like. First we have our day of accidents, then Fay rolls ashore and keeps us indoors for WAY TO LONG, then company comes in and finally out new roommate moves in. Like I said alot! And now we have to unpack Christine, who is moving in and get her settled in in time for Granny to visit this weekend. ANDDDDDD Mikey starts school next week -- we're busy, busy bees over here.

So that's my excuse for not blogging - it's not that I haven't had a ton to talk about - it's that I have a million things to talk about and no time to sit down and express it. So I'm just gonna start now..............

Our Day Of Accidents:
Boy oh boy - could I do without days like these!!!!! It seemed like one thing after another.

Mikey & I's day started normal - nothing out of the ordinary except that is was raining all morning. After naptime the rain had stopped so we headed outside to play on the slide for a little while. What was meant to be a fun afternoon turned into a day full of tears.

As Mikey is running around his slide, Drama (aka the beast) decided she wanted to play too. So she dropped her ball right in front of Mikey - which he loves by the way, cause he loves to see her chase it. He innocently picked it up and squeeked it which made Drama so excited she pounced him, knocking him to the ground and scaring the daylights out of him. (I mean she scares me sometimes, so I can only imaginge what my little 26lb man thought when the beast weighing 137lbs jumped at him.) This brought on the waterworks - could I blame him? I calmed him down, scolded Drama and we continued our play time. After a while I put Drama in the house cause I just couldn't deal with her running around him.

It starts to rain again so we hurry under the patio and get ready to go inside. We have to prepare ourselves for when we open the door - like I said before, the beast can take you out in a blink of an eye. We move to let Drama run out and then proceed to go in. And it happens before I can blink - Mikey takes one step up inside and her she comes like a bat out of hell, pushed me over and slams into the back of Mikey - just to get inside. At this point I could kill her - because all I see is my little boy go flying in the door landing on his knees and face planting the kitchen chair -- which again brings on the silent scream and instant tears. I try to scold the dog, but am so worried about Mikey, I'm on the verge of tears myself. I immediately get the dog back outside and lay Mikey on the couch to check the damage - that's when I see it - BLOOD! My worst nightmare - I hate seeming blood on my child. Anyone else I can handle, but not him. It turns out not to be so bad, his "vampire" tooth cut his upper lip, but not deep. ahhhhhh - relief.

After the rain stops we head out front to play in our toy car - which then results in 2 falls, skinning the same knee -- again with the waterworks. Mommy has had enough - back inside where it's cushioned. Hahahahaa - right! Next accident -- I'm on the computer checking emails and he is desperately trying to get into the office which is blocked off with a gate - so what does any 1 an a half year old do -- trys to stick his leg thru the slot, cause after all that will get part of him on the other side - right? I think you know where I'm going with this one - yep, leg stuck. This has happened before, so I walk over calmly and try and help him free his leg. Doesn't budge. I try again - doesn't budge. Now he's in hysterics crying - which throws me into panic mode - I leap the gate to get on the other side and try and console him while trying to get his little leg out - the whole time thinking, don't break his little leg, don't break his little leg. After a few minutes (it was more like seconds, but felt like YEARS) I free my little man - and I can hug him again. At this point we decide to put on a movie and lay on the couch - we've had enough accidents today.

Or so we thought --- Daddy comes home to have an accident too. He decides to try and cut some plastic gutter extender with a utility knife while sitting in a lawn chair and using his leg for leverage. Mommy calls it - I say "Mikey, watch Daddy as he slices his leg open" - 2 seconds later he does it and once again it's Mommy to the rescue. It could have used stitches but we butterflied it close and it has healed nicely. arghhhhhhhhhhhhhh - please God, no more accident filled days. I may just have to go on bed rest if I get too many more of these!