I forgot what a fun age 13 months is! Elijah is a miniature person who has “it” incredibly figured-out. He “talks” on the phone, puts on his brother’s play necklace, tries to put on shirts and socks, stabs at food with a fork, knows what the remote is supposed to do, drives toy cars with great sound effects, and pulls string cheese out of the fridge, doing the Happy Dance as I open it for him.
Tag: play time
A Visual Catch-Up Guide
To help you cope with my usual delinquency, I have created a visual catch-up guide of the recent history of the Cummings family, covering our three Christmases, and into the new year. On the first third of Christmas, I achieved, on the 15th shutter release, a nearly-focused snapshot of my three miniature men about to open…
Rock Away Owie
In the car the other day, I heard Isaac singing a sweet little tune. Curious, I listened closer to hear him singing, “Stomp on the baby, stomp on the babyyy.” Ian followed suit later that day crooning, “Destroy all the books! Destroy all the books!” My house has become Decimation: The Musical. Last night Ian…
I’ll Be in the Powder Room
He’s crawling! I would probably call it official since Friday. I’m in for it now. They can officially take off in three different directions. Prior to Friday, Elijah was “migrating.” By lunging and turning and sitting, he would get around a little bit. His last chemo visit went well. His blood counts were basically normal…
Two Steps Cleaner, One Step Disaster
I turned on my computer and Ian announced, “It’s time to plaay FAM-il-y Feud!” Am I addicted? The boys had a lot of fun today, but in the way that mom…well, not so much. While I prepared Elijah’s dressing change supplies for the home health nurse, I hear the boys sounding dangerously happy. I entered…
I need a Tuesdayectomy
Apparently the unpublished price of admission for Vacation Bible School is one fever for each participant, to be distributed immediately to said participant’s doting mother. Well, I haven’t had Ian and Isaac’s fever *yet* but I did acquire a sore throat and a certain bleariness. I suppose it was worth it to observe Ian’s carefree…
Even The Calgon Ran For Cover
Yes, last week was just that scary. If stars could’ve had a role, they would have completely un-aligned. Murphy’s Law nearly bore my namesake. I completely blame the Chiclets – the ones Elijah is pushing through his gums. I’m still waiting to see if the bottom tooth is a new tooth or a piece of…
Cluster Feeding and Flustered Pleading
I think I’m regressing. I dreamed last night about building a really awesome GeoTrax layout. I guess creativity can strike anywhere. What the hay, I went ahead and gave it a shot and it actually was pretty cool. I barely got it finished before I had to get back to my cluster-feeder. Elijah surprised me…
Ian’s Happy Birthweek
Ohh, but it’s been a while. Last Friday, I ended up finishing Ian’s cake. It said “Happy Brrrthday.” I sent Brian a picture of it and we got ourselves all hyped-up and decided to celebrate that evening, instead of waiting until Sunday. Even Sunday would have been early, because his birthday is on Tuesday (today),…
S.A.H.M. Hill 