The day before his birthday, I told little man that the next day would be his birthday
celebrating day and the plans I had for the day (church, lunch, parade, nap,
cake/presents/dinner, campfire, and fireworks). He listened intently and
looked at me and said, "play lego's with daddy?". Request
granted buddy, you can play lego's with Daddy.
We had fun at the parade, he loved all the fire trucks, and
marching bands. Then we came home and had a (late) nap- it was a HOT summer day
and we were all tired while I prepared his "surprise" (he didn't know
he was getting cake with frosting!). So I set up his presents and cake
and decorations while he napped. This was right when Hubby got a fire
call page- there were a few large fires and due to the nature of the fires and
the heat, they were in need of extra off-duty firefighters to come in and be
ready. So, off he went. Little Man was disappointed when he woke up from
his nap and daddy was gone- he was excited about his surprise (presents and
cake) waiting for him but more excited when I said we could take it all to
daddy at the fire station! (he got assigned to help man a station)....he was at the station that is literally down the road from our house. So, presents
and cake went with us to celebrate with daddy (not the first time we've
celebrated at the station). He had a good birthday and was a happy little boy
who got 2 lego sets! He LOVED his chocolate frosting cake!!! He licked the frosting off of all the cupcakes (which
were really just his regular millet muffins). The chocolate frosting was
made from a recipe for chocolate syrup = oil, maple syrup, and cocoa-
I boiled it and it thickened up nicely= frosting!
His birthday was a quiet day at home....well, that was what it was
SUPPOSED to be! It started out quiet, but then a stool sample needed to
be taken downtown to the lab...last week his GI doctor ordered some stool
studies to be done- they have to be taken in when the lab is open and within
30minutes of the sample being "fresh"....so that didn't happen over
the weekend so I wanted to get this sample in right away. I decided a
trip to the toy store could be arranged for this birthday boy to make this
outing NOT about going to the lab! Off we headed and got the sample
turned in and off to the toy store but the stores weren't open yet (9am), so we
went to the dollar store instead where I let him have a basket and go shopping.
Later, we went to two of little man's favorite parks before heading home for
nap time. We picked up the boys from the catechism car pool and headed
home to play. Little Man hasn't been feeling well, but he wants to play- so he
will be playing nicely for a few minutes and then he will turn and just start
crying over the littlest things....clearly he is just tired and feeling crappy.
I was ready for the day to be done (we still had the fireworks to do
another day this week when daddy is home!). We were sitting and
relaxing downstairs and I was checking the results of that stool sample that I
had turned in that morning (via an online patient portal) and found that his
stool actually matches the symptoms he was having on
Alimentum...bittersweet....we haven't talked to the GI about it yet so will
have to go more into that in another post after we have the chance to discuss
it more.
While I was reading through this report, little man was sitting at
my feet building a "fort" (more like a beaver dam)- they like to pile
blankets and pillows on the floor and crawl around in and under them. Mudpie #3 started jumping from the couch to this pile and before I could stop him,
he was mid jump when little man moved to get up and his brothers knee hit his head.
At first, I was just upset at his brother for hurting him- who was finally relaxing
and playing nicely and then saw some blood so rushed him upstairs to get a
better look at it....yep, this is about when the panic set in because he SPIT
HIS TOOTH OUT IN MY HAND!! AGH!! What???!!! WHAT?!
I immediately called hubby- should I take him in? They didn't do
anything the last time we took him in, and this too looks like a clean break.
But WHY? His brothers knee did not hit that hard- how did it knock out a
TOOTH!? Is there something wrong with the strength of his gums? Or
is it just because that one got knocked a little loose and the gum was still
healing, from last week when he knocked the other one out? Maybe.
It, of course, bled a lot but the bleeding stopped fairly quickly.
We went to visit daddy at the station to help him feel better and he is
handling it like a champ (it's mommy that is still a bit freaked out by
it).
What a way to celebrate a birthday!
