For those of you who didn't see my gushing on Facebook, Ben just passed his dissertation defense this afternoon! I'm sooo proud of him!
Please no comments asking me what it's about. I've proofread it multiple times and I still don't know :)
Now if the job fairy would visit us...
YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY!!!!!
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Kids say...
As I walk into the office, James yells, "Mommy, don't look at what I'm doing! Go away!"
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Me: I don't think I want to know why this is wet.
James: It's just cause I peed on it.
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James comes into our room at 6am and pokes me awake, "Mommy, it's so lonely in my room. Only one person sleeps there and two people sleep here. I'm alone." (insert pouting here.)
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While playing Wii anything, "I've got MAD SKILLZ!" If either Ben and or I play badly, "Oh, that's too bad, you've got Sad Skillz."
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Me: I don't think I want to know why this is wet.
James: It's just cause I peed on it.
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James comes into our room at 6am and pokes me awake, "Mommy, it's so lonely in my room. Only one person sleeps there and two people sleep here. I'm alone." (insert pouting here.)
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While playing Wii anything, "I've got MAD SKILLZ!" If either Ben and or I play badly, "Oh, that's too bad, you've got Sad Skillz."
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He's very sassy mouthed lately. He often says, "Mommy, you already told me that and I don't want to hear it again. Stop talking." Then the timeout starts.
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He came into our room last night shivering because he had a fever. He says, "I....I...I...can't...can't...stttttooopp...wwwiggling." Poor baby.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Vomit and an apology to my mother
When I was a kid, I would get the stomach flu occasionally. Sometimes, when it struck at night, I remember the following scenario.
Me (shaking my mom to wake her): Mom, I just threw up.
Mom: (In a half asleep daze): Where?! Did you throw up on the carpet? Your bed? In the hallway? The bathroom rugs? Where?!
Me: I made it to the toilet.
Mom: Oh, ok. Poor baby, how are you feeling?
I always thought it was hilarious that she inquired about the furnishings first. When I was older and devious, I would bring these little stories up at opportune moments (shopping, etc.) as a way to secure things I wanted.
Evil, evil Carolyn. Sorry, Mom.
Last week, James had the stomach flu and yeah, I was quite occupied with every surface that kid was throwing up on. Our bed and bedding, the carpet, the towels, pillows, clothes, etc. Man, that kid was puking every 20-30 mins all day. He wasn't showing any signs of dehydration, but we worried about him because he couldn't keep ANY liquids down. He fell asleep around 6:30pm and we called his ped. She said to let him rest for a couple of hours and then give him pedilyte again. If he couldn't keep that down, then we should take him to urgent care.
Well, lo and behold, we had to go to urgent care. Except all the urgent cares closed at 9pm so we had to take him to the ER. It was actually a delightful visit to the ER. Yep, I said delightful. There was not 1 person in the waiting room and they got us in immediately. James was assessed and they gave him some meds to stop the puking. After the medicine worked its magic, they gave him water and it stayed down, yay!
The medicine turned him into a total goober. He took the disposable vomit bag and turned it into a puppet, a hat and other fashion accessories. When the doctor came in to check on him, I swear he was batting his beautiful lashes and practically asking for her phone number.
Me (shaking my mom to wake her): Mom, I just threw up.
Mom: (In a half asleep daze): Where?! Did you throw up on the carpet? Your bed? In the hallway? The bathroom rugs? Where?!
Me: I made it to the toilet.
Mom: Oh, ok. Poor baby, how are you feeling?
I always thought it was hilarious that she inquired about the furnishings first. When I was older and devious, I would bring these little stories up at opportune moments (shopping, etc.) as a way to secure things I wanted.
Evil, evil Carolyn. Sorry, Mom.
Last week, James had the stomach flu and yeah, I was quite occupied with every surface that kid was throwing up on. Our bed and bedding, the carpet, the towels, pillows, clothes, etc. Man, that kid was puking every 20-30 mins all day. He wasn't showing any signs of dehydration, but we worried about him because he couldn't keep ANY liquids down. He fell asleep around 6:30pm and we called his ped. She said to let him rest for a couple of hours and then give him pedilyte again. If he couldn't keep that down, then we should take him to urgent care.
Well, lo and behold, we had to go to urgent care. Except all the urgent cares closed at 9pm so we had to take him to the ER. It was actually a delightful visit to the ER. Yep, I said delightful. There was not 1 person in the waiting room and they got us in immediately. James was assessed and they gave him some meds to stop the puking. After the medicine worked its magic, they gave him water and it stayed down, yay!
The medicine turned him into a total goober. He took the disposable vomit bag and turned it into a puppet, a hat and other fashion accessories. When the doctor came in to check on him, I swear he was batting his beautiful lashes and practically asking for her phone number.
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