David was put in Time Out at Rachel's house, and when he was in Avery's room, he decided to "Make something beautiful for Avery!" but then, "Can you help me cut it?" What he made was just some scribbles of different colors, but in some kind of pattern, and surrounded by a box, which I had to follow the design of when cutting around it, but leaving some space. He knew what he wanted...
Christmas Eve I had to take the boy to the allergist, who says he's just fine. David has grown an inch since Thanksgiving, I have found out. He's now 43 and a half inches. We opened the gifts from each other, which made David pretty happy. He was running and running and running all over the place at Rachel's, because Jared and Avery had so much energy and excitement.
Wednesday David and I went to the store to look for his mom's gift...we'd already found something for Colleen, and I'm not sure how to handle David getting something for Tait, so we just let that one go. We also just spent a good part of the day with Rachel and Jared and Avery...In particular, David got a message from Santa: http://portablenorthpole.tv/watch/f9cfc0a98a67c1e5bc362c95166bdb3a. What was interesting is that David responded when Santa asked if he'd been a good boy, and to other questions that were posed to David. It really was something to see.
Tuesday he went to school like normal...and then after that we went to the "Church Street Christmas" up in Dade City, FL, where there are churches and houses lit with Christmas lights, and carolers roaming around. David, of course (at the this point) was having none of it. He says he likes Christmas music, but doesn't like the live singing for whatever reason. I'll even hear him singing (in some detail) the lyrics of some songs, like "Jingle Bell Rock". He just sings rather spontaneously, which I like. Maybe it's just one of those things...
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
David killed my computer
So David killed my computer today. He spilled coffee on it. I cried. A lot. He just kept saying, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" and "I made a big mistake"...I just kept telling him that it was ok. He draped his body over my back at one point, when I was crying. Took him to school like normal. I got a call around 1 PM and they said he had a fever. I went to get him, took him to the doctor: Ear Infection. $43 later, he has the medicine to make him feel better, and starts to feel better a couple of hours later.
Sunday night we did not sleep well. David would wake up every so often, unhappy that he couldn't breathe through his nose. Then complaining about his ear hurting...He told me at one point that he can't stop crying. I gave him everything: ibuprofen, his allergy medicine, ear drops for the pain...I spent lots of time comforting him, trying to help him not cry, since that can just make you more stuffy. At 5 AM, we finally decided to get up, and then watched "The Polar Express." He asked me what that means, and I tell him "a train" and show it to him. It was different to watch him watch the movie. He was still pretty rapt, and paid attention, but he was more active, more involved...having the emotional reactions to things that make him want to hide...
Saturday we went to Lowry Park zoo to see the "Winter wonderland". David was not overly impressed.
He has an ear infection. Sunday we spent at Tracy's and he played Wii, and even beat me in bowling.
The map on his chest. Cinnamon and I were going to dinner, and David was point to different places on his chest saying that's where we are or where we need to go...it was sooo cute!
Sunday night we did not sleep well. David would wake up every so often, unhappy that he couldn't breathe through his nose. Then complaining about his ear hurting...He told me at one point that he can't stop crying. I gave him everything: ibuprofen, his allergy medicine, ear drops for the pain...I spent lots of time comforting him, trying to help him not cry, since that can just make you more stuffy. At 5 AM, we finally decided to get up, and then watched "The Polar Express." He asked me what that means, and I tell him "a train" and show it to him. It was different to watch him watch the movie. He was still pretty rapt, and paid attention, but he was more active, more involved...having the emotional reactions to things that make him want to hide...
Saturday we went to Lowry Park zoo to see the "Winter wonderland". David was not overly impressed.
He has an ear infection. Sunday we spent at Tracy's and he played Wii, and even beat me in bowling.
The map on his chest. Cinnamon and I were going to dinner, and David was point to different places on his chest saying that's where we are or where we need to go...it was sooo cute!
Friday, December 18, 2009
David Weekly, #78
"Why?" is the answer/question to everything anymore. "You have to go to school." "Why?" "It's time for bed." "Why?" I try not to let it bother me. I explain, but only to a point, and then it becomes, "Because I said so!"
I asked David if he can show me any of the dancing he's doing at school, and he says he can only show me at school, so I guess I'll never see it!
My mother's birthday was Sunday, December 13, so for her birthday David and I, and his cousins (Avery and Jared), aunt Rachel, and some friends of my mom's all went out to dinner, and then afterward we went to the "Country Christmas Stroll" in Dade City, FL, about 10 minutes north of my mom's house. David did not really have a lot of fun. He says he likes the Christmas music on the radio, but at the same time, does not appreciate in the slightest live singing. There were singers at different points on the stroll, and David just wasn't having it. He sat on the street (which was closed off to traffic) and just pouted! Eventually I picked him up to carry him off in a different direction, and he just started to cry! Poor kid. He got over it pretty quickly, though, because I realized that it didn't make sense to keep trying to drag him around to things he didn't think were very fun. I expected him to be a bit better about all the Christmas stuff, but he just wasn't interested. We did, however, go see Santa, and I got a couple of pictures, but David wasn't into being seen with Santa, so he has a couple of sour expressions on his face. I asked what he asked Santa for Christmas, and he said, "A candy cane." After that, we went and played on the inflatable slide and other stuff that seem to pop up everywhere. Ok, so I watched David go down the slide 100 times, and go play in the two or three other air-inflate things, like the bouncy house. That's what made David happy...
Then we got back to my mom's at 10 PM, and David got the special priviledge of staying up almost to midnight! I went through a bunch of my mom's records because I've gotten my genealogy bug back lately, and as a result, I've been able to trace David's line back 4 generations on each side of his lineage, and in a few instances, much farther back. So I'm asking for any info you have to spare regarding your family tree, going back as far as you can. And so we also ended up spending the night there, and of course, all the kids got up at the crack of dawn...We spent a good part of Sunday at my mom's...
Monday we went out to dinner with Cinnamon, which was nice. I kept telling David that he needs to sit in his seat in order to impress her. And he did a really good job of behaving! He ate his cheeseburger, and a few of the carrots he asked for. Afterwards, I thought it might be nice to go look at Christmas lights in our neighborhood. Again, David wasn't having it. He kept insisting we go home, until I convinced him that the way home was the way I was going, but that it was just the really long, unfamiliar way...and he bought it! Then he began to enjoy the Christmas lights a bit.
Tuesday, I got out the Charlie Brown Christmas on DVD, and we watched that. Thing is, we've been watching the two Christmas Charlie Brown specials on that DVD for two days straight! I finally replaced it with "How the Grinch Stole Christmas"...I've noticed something interesting about David, though: he hides from exciting or tense (for a 4 year old) scenes on TV shows. Either he'll go in another room, or go under the closest table...
Wednesday we went to the softball game, but I didn't play this time, just watched, and spent more time with David and another little boy that was there. I think I had more fun than playing in the game! We just climbed on the monkey bars, which for David is going to be a problem owing to his hand...I was able to help on some of it, but of course, I won't always be there to help him. I'm curious, now that I think about it, how he's going to deal with it...
The rest of this week has been mostly normal. I asked David what he should get his mom for Christmas and he said...well, I can't say. :-) And for his sissy he thought of a few things, too. We bought a gift for a gift exchange at his school, and he got a transformer as his gift. He also got another visit with Santa Clause (at the school), whom I'm told there will be a photograph of at some point. David doesn't really ask Santa for stuff. I told him you have to ask Santa for stuff for Christmas...but he wasn't too much interested in that aspect of it.
Tonight, Friday, David seems to have developed a cold. He is coughing, and though I gave him some cough medicine, and some vapo-rub, he's still having a rough night of it.
Lastly, we're still working our way through the Advent calendar, and David is counting the days until Christmas. "You have to wait until Christmas to open your gifts."
"Why?"
I asked David if he can show me any of the dancing he's doing at school, and he says he can only show me at school, so I guess I'll never see it!
My mother's birthday was Sunday, December 13, so for her birthday David and I, and his cousins (Avery and Jared), aunt Rachel, and some friends of my mom's all went out to dinner, and then afterward we went to the "Country Christmas Stroll" in Dade City, FL, about 10 minutes north of my mom's house. David did not really have a lot of fun. He says he likes the Christmas music on the radio, but at the same time, does not appreciate in the slightest live singing. There were singers at different points on the stroll, and David just wasn't having it. He sat on the street (which was closed off to traffic) and just pouted! Eventually I picked him up to carry him off in a different direction, and he just started to cry! Poor kid. He got over it pretty quickly, though, because I realized that it didn't make sense to keep trying to drag him around to things he didn't think were very fun. I expected him to be a bit better about all the Christmas stuff, but he just wasn't interested. We did, however, go see Santa, and I got a couple of pictures, but David wasn't into being seen with Santa, so he has a couple of sour expressions on his face. I asked what he asked Santa for Christmas, and he said, "A candy cane." After that, we went and played on the inflatable slide and other stuff that seem to pop up everywhere. Ok, so I watched David go down the slide 100 times, and go play in the two or three other air-inflate things, like the bouncy house. That's what made David happy...
Then we got back to my mom's at 10 PM, and David got the special priviledge of staying up almost to midnight! I went through a bunch of my mom's records because I've gotten my genealogy bug back lately, and as a result, I've been able to trace David's line back 4 generations on each side of his lineage, and in a few instances, much farther back. So I'm asking for any info you have to spare regarding your family tree, going back as far as you can. And so we also ended up spending the night there, and of course, all the kids got up at the crack of dawn...We spent a good part of Sunday at my mom's...
Monday we went out to dinner with Cinnamon, which was nice. I kept telling David that he needs to sit in his seat in order to impress her. And he did a really good job of behaving! He ate his cheeseburger, and a few of the carrots he asked for. Afterwards, I thought it might be nice to go look at Christmas lights in our neighborhood. Again, David wasn't having it. He kept insisting we go home, until I convinced him that the way home was the way I was going, but that it was just the really long, unfamiliar way...and he bought it! Then he began to enjoy the Christmas lights a bit.
Tuesday, I got out the Charlie Brown Christmas on DVD, and we watched that. Thing is, we've been watching the two Christmas Charlie Brown specials on that DVD for two days straight! I finally replaced it with "How the Grinch Stole Christmas"...I've noticed something interesting about David, though: he hides from exciting or tense (for a 4 year old) scenes on TV shows. Either he'll go in another room, or go under the closest table...
Wednesday we went to the softball game, but I didn't play this time, just watched, and spent more time with David and another little boy that was there. I think I had more fun than playing in the game! We just climbed on the monkey bars, which for David is going to be a problem owing to his hand...I was able to help on some of it, but of course, I won't always be there to help him. I'm curious, now that I think about it, how he's going to deal with it...
The rest of this week has been mostly normal. I asked David what he should get his mom for Christmas and he said...well, I can't say. :-) And for his sissy he thought of a few things, too. We bought a gift for a gift exchange at his school, and he got a transformer as his gift. He also got another visit with Santa Clause (at the school), whom I'm told there will be a photograph of at some point. David doesn't really ask Santa for stuff. I told him you have to ask Santa for stuff for Christmas...but he wasn't too much interested in that aspect of it.
Tonight, Friday, David seems to have developed a cold. He is coughing, and though I gave him some cough medicine, and some vapo-rub, he's still having a rough night of it.
Lastly, we're still working our way through the Advent calendar, and David is counting the days until Christmas. "You have to wait until Christmas to open your gifts."
"Why?"
Friday, December 11, 2009
David Weekly, #77
David is back in Florida. I met him and his mom at the airport. He sees me, runs up to me, calls out, "Daddy!" After a minute or so, he realizes that he's not going to see his mom again for a while. He cries. In a way I've never seen. He just kept wiping his eyes...
David said he wanted to see his cousins, so Jared and Avery and Rachel (his aunt) came over, followed by my mom. I had bought a Christmas tree the day before, and had yet to decorate it...but the kids took care of that. David kept asking if he could decorate the tree, and I kept telling him yes, and he kept putting all the ornaments on the same branch, in about the same spot. I'm pretty sure my mom came in after the kids did their thing and fixed the spacing of the ornaments, because my tree looks decently decorated. I did at least put the lights on. He was also very aggressive towards Jared, so he got to spend some time in time-out.
It's been a normal week for us, and so, not a lot to report. I took David to see "Fantastic Mr Fox" which he hated. And he said so, too! We had the whole theater to ourselves, since we saw an afternoon movie. David had mixed feelings about that.
Earlier in the week I tried reading "The Little Prince" to him at bed time, but it proved to be too many words, and not enough pictures. He much prefers that I sing to him (after books, of course), and says his mommy sings to him, too.
Because it's December, I started doing Christmas cards. David kept saying that he wanted a card for him. So I told him I'd make one for him...what I ended up doing is buying him a special Christmas card, which I'll likely give him in the next day or two. The question I have of myself is whether to mail it first, so I can have him get the mail and see the card with his name on it. Also on the Christmas theme, Cinnamon gave him (and me) our gifts, and they sit under the tree. Naturally, this is killing David. He wants to open the present! I tell him that he has to wait until Christmas day to open it. And so every day, he asks if it's Christmas yet. I have an Advent calendar that we do each morning, where he finds the day and then opens the little "door" and gets the chocolate out (the days are in a random order). So, that's the first thing the boy eats in the morning, a new chocolate. He asks what day it is, what day tomorrow is, how many more days to Christmas. And then at points later in the day he will tell me what day it is. And he looks at the calendar and tries to figure out where the next day is so he's ready in the morning. Often at night he will claim that it's already the next day, which I never let him get away with.
Lastly, David asked if Cinnamon could come with us to "The Restaurant". I ask him, "Which one?" He says, "At the restaurant. That's all I know!" complete with hands held out in a shrug. Funny thing is, I hadn't said anything about going out to eat...
Have a great week!
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