Friday, January 02, 2009

Little Bit's Crib Crashing and Kiddo's Bathroom Breakdown

The first day of the new year was mostly uneventful - except Little Bit decided she should pick today to learn how to climb up and fall out of her crib. Needless to say, I'm not happy about this. Now that she's figured out that she can do it, I can pretty much guarantee that it will happen again and again until we get her moved into something lower. I've posted on FreeCycle for a used toddler bed (we can use the crib mattress and sheets we already have) and have a co-worker that used to have a toddler bed she was trying to get rid of. I'll just ask her if she's still got it. Other than that lovely bit of fun, we did laundry, drove around town, shopped a bit at Target and a couple other places of interest in the "Poultry Stream" area. (Yay fun!) Then we went home and after a little while, I took Kiddo out to see The Tale of Despereaux. It's a cute, fun tale that really doesn't have much excitement for a 4-year-old. He kept asking me to take him home and I kept putting him off - unwilling to pay for a movie and not sit through it. Especially since I wanted to see how it ended. He also took the time to have a complete breakdown over washing his hands in the restroom at the theater. I was lifting him up and he was screaming, "Ouch! Ouch! The water's too hot (it was cold)! I can't reach the soap (that's why I got it for him)! Ouch! Ouch! You're hurting me! (Don't really understand that one, because there really wasn't any way I could have been hurting him.) Then, to make matters worse, when we finished "washing" his hands, he immediately launched himself into a high-pitched screaming fit, clutching my leg and wailing like someone was trying to kill him. I just stood there looking bewildered and getting sympathetic looks from the other mothers in the restroom. Kiddo is very lucky I didn't drag him bodily out of the theater and forget the movie all together. This might not have been a bad idea, seeing as how he was constantly asking me to go home anyway. What a friggin' nightmare. I told him it would be a very long time before I took him to see a movie again. ...but we still stopped for Wendy's after the movie because they had Despereaux kids meals. ...and he told Hubby that the movie was (and I quote) "awesome!" So I wonder... TTFN JMS PS: Happy 31st Birthday to my younger (he hates it when I call him "little" because he's 6'2") brother, Jeff. Yep - I'm using your real name, so get over it. Love you "Kiddo" - you'll always be "Kiddo" to me...where do you think I got the idea of calling my Kiddo, "Kiddo"?

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Harriett said...

Thanks for the concern about the eye. C is fine and healing nicely. This happened a few weeks ago actually but i hadn't mentioned it on the blog so i thought i should. It was one of those freak things that happens. The doctor's said that you would never think a dishtowel could inflict that kind of damage. Thankfully the sight is back 20/20 which was questionable there for a while. We were spared surgery to drain the blood in the pupil and were sent home with a patch, eye drops and instructions of no activity. Now can you imagine no activity for a 5 year old boy? that wasn't fun. Actually after the first day we were all feeling more sorry for Madison because she felt SO awful about it. Now we can laugh about it, including her.
But we keep telling her that one of these days he's going to be 40 and still telling people about how she got him in the eye with a dishtowel. We have to be extra vigilent about returning to the eye doctor yearly to check for any signs of glaucoma in the eye but that's our only lasting effect.