...is very different than the one in which we grew up. Saturday was Valentine's Day. A beautiful day we were able to spend it as a family and even able to grill out some nice steaks and sit down as a family at the table all together.
For the Munchkin Man I bought him a really cute stuffed teddy bear, cuddly and snuggly. It was beige and had a valentine's ribbon tied around his neck. Right where our heart would be located on the bear, was attached two stuffed hearts, that said I love you on them. We give the Munchkin his valentine's gift and he grabs it, looks at and tries to punch the two hearts. He repeatedly punches the hearts over and over again. Then proceeds to throw the bear in the floor, never to be touched again.
This child is growing up in a totally different world than I did. He expected the bear to make some kind of noise, sing, dance, something?!? Does he not see the joy in just snuggling a teddy bear? Oh the expectations of a 20 month old! I really find it kind of hilarious. About the only thing that I ever had that made noises was my Mrs. Beasley doll and then only if you pulled the string. That reminds me, about 8 or 9 years ago a friend wanted me to try to find a Mrs. Beasley doll on e-bay for him to give his wife for Christmas (I still have mine!). Do you know those things were selling anywhere from $600-$1000. If this recession keeps up, I might have to sell mine, or maybe I could just sell a Valentine's Bear!
Monday, February 16, 2009
Thursday, February 5, 2009
It's been awhile...
Gee, it's been awhile since I've had the chance to update from the land of Munchkin. Christmas was a rip-roaring success as far as the Munchkin goes. Between Santa and Nana he should want for nothing for a long time. He did have a blast though. He particularly liked the swing from Santa, the Thomas the Train book with sounds from Daddy and the good-old-fashioned-every-kid-should-have-one "corn popper" from Nana. The only bad side to Christmas was that the Uncle was feeling under the weather and in a lot of pain and couldn't play with the Munchkin like he would have enjoyed. The "Uncle" and Nana are coming for a visit next month, so maybe they can make up for it then.
The Munchkin was a great trouper traveling the 17 hours to Nana's house. On the way back we even did it in one day! Not too many 18 month olds who will stay in a car seat for 17 hours in one day without complaining. What an awesome little boy he is. What did we ever do without him?
Since we've been home, he had another set back with being sick again. This time it began on a Friday. As we were driving into the City for work/school, he began to cough. I told Dad that we would have to do a breathing treatment when we arrived home. When I picked him up at daycare, I asked if he had coughed much, they said only when he was laying down to sleep. Friday night we gave him a breathing treatment, wrestling that octopus once again. On Saturday, more wrestling the octopus, and the coughing got worse and the wheezing began as the day progressed. About 3:00am he woke us up crying and yelling for Mom. We ended up having to give him a treatment at 3:30am because I really didn't like the way he was breathing at that point. After the treatment he sounded much better! By morning, though, he was bad again and we called the peds office and made an appointment to bring him in. Thank you God, that our peds office has a ped in the office on Saturdays and Sundays for just such emergencies. Double thank you to God, that it just so happened that out of the 10 or so peds in our practice, that our ped happened to be the one in the office on this particular Sunday.
By the time we arrived at the Dr.'s office, his little chest and stomach were just caving in while he was trying to breathe. Once we saw the Dr. they immediately gave him a breathing treatment (luckily he didn't scream through this one) and they gave him some oral steroids. After the breathing treatment the Dr. checked him again, but still didn't like the way he was sounding.
The Dr. ordered one more breathing treatment before we could leave. I really thought we were headed for the hospital at this point. I mentioned to the Dr. that a child in his class at daycare had come down with RSV this past week, but he said that is not what we are dealing with here. He looked back over Munchkin's history and declared that he definitely has asthma. Only something I've been saying for several months. Luckily, the second treatment seemed to work and he sent us home with orders to do more breathing treatments and Rx for meds for oral steroids and nebulizer meds for preventive measures, not just emergencies. I am very happy to say that the Munchkin is doing so much better and doesn't even fight us anymore about the treatments. He is such a trouper!
There is probably more to write to catch up, but this is enough for today. I'll be back in a day or two with another installment from Munchkin Land!
The Munchkin was a great trouper traveling the 17 hours to Nana's house. On the way back we even did it in one day! Not too many 18 month olds who will stay in a car seat for 17 hours in one day without complaining. What an awesome little boy he is. What did we ever do without him?
Since we've been home, he had another set back with being sick again. This time it began on a Friday. As we were driving into the City for work/school, he began to cough. I told Dad that we would have to do a breathing treatment when we arrived home. When I picked him up at daycare, I asked if he had coughed much, they said only when he was laying down to sleep. Friday night we gave him a breathing treatment, wrestling that octopus once again. On Saturday, more wrestling the octopus, and the coughing got worse and the wheezing began as the day progressed. About 3:00am he woke us up crying and yelling for Mom. We ended up having to give him a treatment at 3:30am because I really didn't like the way he was breathing at that point. After the treatment he sounded much better! By morning, though, he was bad again and we called the peds office and made an appointment to bring him in. Thank you God, that our peds office has a ped in the office on Saturdays and Sundays for just such emergencies. Double thank you to God, that it just so happened that out of the 10 or so peds in our practice, that our ped happened to be the one in the office on this particular Sunday.
By the time we arrived at the Dr.'s office, his little chest and stomach were just caving in while he was trying to breathe. Once we saw the Dr. they immediately gave him a breathing treatment (luckily he didn't scream through this one) and they gave him some oral steroids. After the breathing treatment the Dr. checked him again, but still didn't like the way he was sounding.
The Dr. ordered one more breathing treatment before we could leave. I really thought we were headed for the hospital at this point. I mentioned to the Dr. that a child in his class at daycare had come down with RSV this past week, but he said that is not what we are dealing with here. He looked back over Munchkin's history and declared that he definitely has asthma. Only something I've been saying for several months. Luckily, the second treatment seemed to work and he sent us home with orders to do more breathing treatments and Rx for meds for oral steroids and nebulizer meds for preventive measures, not just emergencies. I am very happy to say that the Munchkin is doing so much better and doesn't even fight us anymore about the treatments. He is such a trouper!
There is probably more to write to catch up, but this is enough for today. I'll be back in a day or two with another installment from Munchkin Land!
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