Saturday, April 16, 2011
Expecting him to steal the keys and crash the car next!
First, he decided walking is super awesome just before supper yesterday afternoon, when he took about six steps from the kitchen island to me (I was doing something else, so he wasn't even being coaxed). Up to that time, he'd take a couple of steps if coerced, but certainly not of his own volition. Now, he is doing it all the time and getting a real kick out of it.
He also started drinking successfully out of his Klean Kanteen this morning. This is a big deal for us because the water bottles he currently uses leak like crazy, meaning that his bed and clothes get much wetter than need be, so we've been trying to convince him for a while that the KK is where it's at.
He's shown incredible comprehension in a few instances today. First, he toddled over to the fridge and started waving his empty water bottle at the water dispenser. This probably doesn't seem like a big deal to most, but since we've never gotten his water out of the dispenser (too cold), this suggests that he has paid enough attention to what we've gotten ourselves and Isabel and the talk surrounding what comes out of the dispenser to know that it is water. Pretty impressive, in my opinion. The second instance was after supper. Isabel and Dad were heading upstairs to start prepping the bath while I cleaned Orin up in his highchair. He peeked around his chair at the two of them, so I asked him where they were going. He looked at me curiously. I then asked if he wanted to go too and he immediately started wrestling with the buckle and leaning out of his chair. I had no idea he would understand that question, but he evidently did and followed them happily up the stairs.
Lastly, his communication skills themselves have blossomed. He has been saying mama, dada and "cuh" (cat) for a while now. He recently added "nana" (banana) to his repertoire and I am quite sure there are more real words in that vast amount of babble he produces that we just aren't hearing. Most significantly today though was the fact that he is finally signing with some consistency. We have been using the signs for "more" and "all done" and, occasionally "water" with him for a couple of months now and, as a rule, he just looks at us like we are nuts or makes his own crazy hand gestures. Well, at snack today, he used "more" consistently until he was done, at which time, he threw a fit (alright...not exactly progress on "all done, but baby steps people). He used "more" again through supper. The hilarious part, which also indicates that increased comprehension I was talking about was when I put him on the potty prior to bath. After a bit, I asked if he was all done and instead he signed "more". We all had a good laugh at that.
Anyway, if I wake up in the morning and post a Facebook status about my car being missing, you'll all know what happened.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Project 365 - Mar 22nd to Apr 4th
You know how some kids grab grapes and cookies and crackers out of the cart? Not my kid...he rips hunks off the romaine lettuce to munch on.
This crazy snowstorm kept drifting in and out while I did bus duty. One minute it would be snowing and the next it was so sunny, I wished I had my sunglasses.
Notice the look of disdain and desperation on Mischief's face.
Mmmm....death by pepperoni.
More fun in the playhouse.
Hey, girls....remember this guy?
Rat tail! Oh yeah! Jordan Knight was hot baby!
Thanks to a team effort on the part of Aunt Ruby and mom and Mike, Isabel has her now-beloved doll house. She spends hours happily playing with this thing.
A photo of Orin's first steps.
Wrestling after bath!
Helpin' Mama at work.
Poor tired and sick wee baby.
Some video footage to accompany the photos:
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Catalogue of Izzy #9
Isabel: "I know you don't feel well, daddy." {Stands up, walks over to him and starts rubbing his arm.}
David: "Thanks, Izzy."
Isabel: "You take care of me when I don't feel well and I take care of you when you don't feel well." {Starts stroking the side of his face} "I will keep you safe."
David: "That's very kind of you, Isabel."
Isabel: {Strokes Dave's nose} "Zurg's not here, Daddy. Don't worry."
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Catalogue of Izzy #8
According to Isabel, this box reads "Crackers for Babies and Isabels".
Products are far more specific today than I remember them being.
Still playing catch up.
Late the week before last, just as I was marveling at our entire family being well for a whole week, we all, again in succession, got fevers and various degrees of congestion/sore throat. I am the last one recovering from that and, after being told repeatedly on Thursday how terrible I looked and sounded (despite feeling 1000x better than I did with the last virus, I was feeling on the mend Friday morning.
Isabel projectile vomited at 2am Friday. We cleaned it up and decided that the most sensible thing was to have O go to daycare and me go to work in the morning since I am still #1 when it comes to his care (it comes with the territory when you are breastfeeding) and we wanted to minimize the chances of him getting it, given how serious it could be for him.
Around 7:20am, the call that I half expected and definitely dreaded came. Daycare is closed because her son has the same thing. We know no one locally who doesn't work, so I was now needed to care for Orin. A little too late to call our regular supply teachers, I took him to work in order to tie up loose ends and see if we could get someone off the list. I stayed for period one and Orin was as good as gold (and received no shortage of attention).
Orin fell asleep in the car, so I figured that we'd come home so I could get a few things, eat some breakfast (~10am...so hungry) and he could sleep in the car, thus avoiding infection. Well, when Dave and I talked about it, Isabel seemed fine at this point, we thought we'd done a good job of containing it (used rubber gloves, washed extensively and tried to keep all dirty laundry contained to garbage bags). We decided that so long as we kept them apart physically, we should be alright, so Orin and I stayed home for the day.
At 1:30am, Orin projectile vomited four times. We cleaned up, spent an hour trying to get water into him slowly and monitoring him closely (and packing an overnight bag just in case we needed to take him to the hospital). We thought it was safe to head back to bed around 2:45. While we were trying to get Orin back to bed, something crazy happened with the power (Dave figures it was as a result of a blown transformer or a lightning strike) and it went out. NB Power said they wouldn't get to it until sometime in the day. PERFECT! Beside the regular annoyances from a power outage, no power while on a well means no water pressure, which means no flushing of toilets and no laundry and no handwashing. Did I mention that my tummy was now churning and cramping?
The ending to this story is good though. We've all made it so far without any further throwing up. The power came on at 9am, so laundry is running again. And most importantly, Orin kept himself hydrated and seems just fine after challenging one of the more serious "minor" things that can happen to him.
Here's to an uneventful weekend.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Catelogue of Izzy #6 & 7
"That's my Courtney. She's a dentist."
While talking about plans for the brief window between the end of school and my jaw surgery, I asked Dave if he wanted to have a "do" for his birthday specifically or if he wanted to blend it with a general celebration of birthdays, summer and solid food. Isabel followed my question with this:
"Yes Daddy, what do you want for your birthday? Toy Story? Princess? King?" and one more option that sound like "pigeon" to Dave and "prison" to me. I suspect the latter would be more enjoyable. Either way, she continued by asking him if he wanted a cake or ice cream.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Project 365 - March 15th to 21st
Sarah and I were texting about getting together Saturday night and she was had by Autocorrect. Snake Bondage isn't for the weak of heart (I submitted this to Damn You Autocorrect).
I <3 Supper!
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
The kid was up and partying a few nights this week. Here he is at 11pm, playing with my wireless headset, looking like a nightclub DJ.
Isabel's Dance Show
Orin, channeling Rocky in order to get his dad's attention in the basement.

Wet footprints after bath.

First BBQ of the season. Mmmmmmm.
Where is the time going?
Not a lot of news around here. We did lots of spring cleaning type stuff last weekend. Work was an absolute zoo last week (I blame the full moon, which by the way, was a SUPERMOON!). Isabel had a dance show at a local seniors' home. Dave went flying with a friend of his (pics are on his Facebook). Orin is so close to walking. He will let go of things, stand for a bit and then panic, grabbing the nearest hold, as soon as he realises he is not holding onto anything. Pretty amusing.
I think I will leave it at that and move on to the photos from the week. There are lots...enjoy :)
Monday, March 14, 2011
Project 365 - March 14th & Catalogue of Izzy #5
Isabel will only use "the flower bowls" and has begun expressing disdain for "the moustache bowls". I absolutely love the way her brain works.
Project 365 - March 13th
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Project 365 - March 11th & 12th
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Project 365 - March 10th
We started the day at Second Cup for hot chocolate with Shannon. Miss Rosy Cheeks thought a kissy face was the best choice for the first photo of the day.
Looking very serious about the painting project.
Lookin' all kinds a' gangsta next to the commissioned graffiti.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Project 365 - March 8th
We started off the day with Starbucks and some mmmmuffins.
After a little shoe and dress shopping, we hung out at the play structure.
Isabel played Twister with some other children at Chapters' games hour
Waiting for the movie to start.
The little lady is still feeling the effects of that crazy flu we had. She fell asleep in the car after grocery shopping.
I will happily pretend I am Catholic in order to enjoy pancakes during the week!
Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Project 365 - March 5th
"LOOK AT THE BABY CHOP SAW!" This spawned a ridiculous string of "clever", "hilarious" comments:
"What is the life cycle of a chop saw and how long does it take for one to mature?"
"What do you suppose it wants to be when it grows up? A chainsaw?"
"That chop saw looks too small to be away from its mom."
"Don't touch it or it will take on your scent and its mom won't take it back."
"Do chop saws birth their young live or do they develop in eggs? Are they born with a blade? If they are birthed live...eeks. If they hatch, I can see how that would come in handy."
*rolls eyes*
PS: I fell WAY off the wagon with this illness, but, given all the bonus photos I've posted, I am not going to beat myself up too much.
*clang* Bring Out Your Dead!
Tuesday Feb 22 - Daycare provider calls early in the AM to say she is closed due to illness.
Wednesday Feb 23 - Same call. Kids both run low-grade fevers for the better part of the day, but are in good spirits.
Thursday Feb 24 - Daycare is still closed. Isabel wakes up a miserable, whiny mess. She has a really high fever and sore legs, won't eat and is a shivering, confused mess on multiple occasions throughout the day. Orin is still fine.
Friday Feb 25 - Orin's turn. The boy sleeps quite literally half the day. He is still drinking enough water, but isn't eating. He won't sleep on his own (which is usually not a problem) and quite literally sleeps on/snuggled with one of us for the duration of his illness both day and night. Still no daycare.
Saturday Feb 26 - Isabel seems to have improved. She has only a low-grade fever and is in slightly better spirits today. We are hoping this is the end. Oh, how hopeful we were. Orin is still so sick...poor guy.
Sunday Feb 27 - Both children are once again, extremely ill.
Monday Feb 28 - Both children are ill. Isabel is worse than Orin.
Tuesday Mar 1 - Orin is improved enough that I send him to daycare. Isabel is STILL spiking fevers of 103 at random, so I take her to the doctor, who says that it looks like it is still just viral and we should just try to tough it out. Tiresa is starting to get ill....low-grade fever, runny nose and slight cough. By the end of the day, her fever is spiking to unhealthy highs of 103 and 104. When Orin comes home from daycare, it is revealed that his fever spiked again in the afternoon.
Wednesday Mar 2 - Orin relapses, Isabel has STILL not improved and Tiresa is on death's door. Dave stays home with all three of the sickies. It is a house full of whining, moaning and general discontent.
Thursday Mar 3 - Isabel seems to be about 80% this morning, so she is sent to daycare. Dave goes to work and Tiresa keeps Orin home, against her better judgment, because he is still miserable. This made for little rest and Tiresa was wiped and near tears by the end of the day.
Friday Mar 4 - Both children are well enough to go to daycare. Tiresa throws in the towel on working at all this week. Her fever just wouldn't settle and the exhaustion was overwhelming.
Saturday Mar 5 - Both kiddies are 100% (though the tiredness from having been sick is catching up with them quicker than usual). Tiresa is about 60%.
I have never seen a respiratory virus like this. It hangs on for SO long. The weakness and exhaustion resulting from this flu/cold/plague is comparable to what I remember after having had mono. I am glad for my coworkers that I ended up quarantined for the most part because I would hate for any of them to get this over March Break.
