Yep, we got the dreaded pool parasite that has been going around. I think the official name is Cryptosporidium. I have to tell you, if you are thinking about going swimming in a public pool in Utah...DON'T! Charlie has had it coming out of both ends for the last two weeks. Most it has gone on me, the carpet and in his crib. It's been a real treat to clean up. We've decided we are getting our carpets thoroughly cleaned after we get through this. I've been fortunate enough to not get it yet but Matt and Charlie have it. I'm keeping my fingers crossed I won't join them. Anyway, just posting why I haven't been around much lately and I probably won't for a little longer. In the meantime, my advice to you is to stay as far away from the public pool as possible. Ang, I saw you tagged me and it will be my next post when I can find a few non-cleaning up pooh and puke moments. :) Ha ha
Thursday, August 23, 2007
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Wednesday, August 22, 2007
I don't know if we should actually admit this but we tied Charlie to a tree. We were so nervous being so close to water, and he's such a fast little guy, so we tied him up. We only did it for about a half hour while we got everything set up. You can see in the picture, he's not too pleased about it. On the bright side, he did amazing sleeping in the tent. He didn't cry the entire night...even through the strong winds that were trying to blow our tent over. We were surprised and thankful.
Winston really enjoyed riding on the tube with me. Then he got a ride with Dad and they went a little crazy going in and out of the wake. He ended up in tears and in my lap the rest of that boat ride.
Picture of the lake. We had no idea this lake was only 45 minutes from our house. Who knew?
Matt, Scott and Dan hanging out at our campsite.
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Sunday, August 12, 2007
Does that seem mean? Sorry if it does. Today has just been one of those days where I wonder if this kid is for real. We started out the morning getting ready for church. It all went fairly smooth since I was actually responsible enough (for once) to lay out everyone's church clothes and iron everything the night before. (Matt has early morning meetings and I usually only see him up close for a few minutes at church each week.) We got to church...again, all going fairly well. Halfway through Sacrament meeting, C has some pretty gnarly seizures and ends up throwing up (an occasional side effect of the bad ones). I'm still optimistic about our day as I clean it all up with wet wipes. Towards the end of the meeting, C gets a stinky diaper. I drag both kids to the bathroom, get it changed and go to wash my hands, leaving C strapped on the changing tables. (I love whoever thought of including a buckle on those things.) While I'm washing, I glance at C just as puke-mania begins. Let's just say lots of puke, soaked clothes, my signal that it's time to bail and go home. By this time, Sacrament Meeting is over so I go in and find Matt while everyone is looking at my puke drenched son in my arms. I send W to Sunbeams and head home. You would think my troubles would be over. Not when you've got a kid like C-man. Don't get me wrong, I have the utmost sympathy for sick kids. I like to rock mine and help them any way I can when they are feeling crummy. I don't want to anyone to think I'm a monster mom after reading this. The thing is, C is just puking and running around happy as a clam. He doesn't seem sick at all. In fact, I feel like his energy has increased ten fold and he's into EVERYTHING today! Since we came home from church, here are a few of the things he has accomplished...
Emptying a bag of Saltine Crackers all over the kitchen floor
Poking in the lid of his sippy cup and pouring the entire contents on the carpet...oh, just did this again with W's sippy cup
Finding a bottle of bath soap I just bought and pouring the whole bottle on the kitchen floor
Puking on, not one, but both our couches. LOTS of it.
Opening and crumbling a chocolate bar all over the floor that he found in the cooler from our camping trip yesterday
Squirting A&D Ointment all over himself and the carpet
Playing with the stick of hair wax...again, all over his body, hair and our carpet and couch
Unrolling a roll of paper towels while I was trying to clean up the puke on the couch
Grabbing the pile of paper towels I had just used to clean up the puke and running away laughing while all the contents (puke) fell all over the floor for me to clean up again
Dumping out my big hospital mug full of water onto my bedroom nightstand and carpet
Repeatedly turning the dishwasher off while I'm trying to run it
Repeatedly unplugging the vacuum while I am trying to clean up his messes with it
Pulling half the stuff off one of the pantry shelves and throwing it on the floor
Dumping the container of grapes from Costco all over the kitchen floor
Getting in the fridge and pulling a number of condiments out of the door...I caught him before he could pour them out
There you go. I'd like to say this is unusual behavior for C. However, this is a fairly typical day, minus the puking. Luckily, he has a cute little smile and gives some mighty big hugs. I was just telling Matt the other day that God must have made kids cute to save their lives. I've got a few more stories on the C subject but they will have to wait for another day. Matt just got home from his church meetings...yes, it's almost 5pm and he started at 7am this morning. I'm going to spend time with another adult for a few minutes. TBC...
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Thursday, August 09, 2007
At least we left a note. Later, we found out they really thought it was broken when they first saw it from down the street. We have been told they will be seeking revenge. We say "bring it!"
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Me and C
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Wednesday, August 08, 2007
I took the kids to the park tonight to watch Matt's softball game. We had a good time and played on the toys afterward. Matt drove the Jeep and I was on the bike with the kids in the trailer behind me and we were "racing" home. Matt turned up one street and I decided to take another one to beat him (not that I even had a chance). About a minute after our parting, part of my foot got tangled in the bike chain and the handle bars turned sideways and I ate it on the cement. C started crying and W was yelling "are you okay Mom? are you okay Mom?" I jumped up, looked around to make sure no one saw the wreck and gave a little laugh (for my kid's sake) and said "I'm fine, I'm okay!" until they calmed down. Then I checked out my skinned knee, gouged heel, scraped hands and torn baby toenail to asssess the damage. It smarted a little but I think my pride was hurt the most. I got home and told Matt about what happened and, after a small laugh, he helped me bandage up my wounds. I told him I don't think I have wrecked on bike since I was little girl. It made me feel like a kid again. I even get to have bandaids on! :)
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Monday, August 06, 2007
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Once he caught on to the whole ride thing, C had a hard time waiting in line. He wanted to get on the rides and go as fast as he could. Each time we had to wait for a ride, he would cry and point and try to get out of our arms and run to it.
W had a blast as well. Being a little older and wiser, he was able to exercise a little more patience waiting for the rides but he loved them every bit as much as C. It was so fun.
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I have fallen a little behind on the blogging scene. This morning I had to cancel my slot for childcare at the gym because C was having an extreme meltdown and I knew there was no way he would let me leave him. I'm a little bummed to miss out on my favorite class and I really wanted to try out my new ipod armband. However, it gives me an hour and a half to blog some of the things the McGhie Fam has been up to lately. We'll see how much I actually get done with W talking my ear off :) and C still being the crankmeister. I'll do my darndest...
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