Thursday, February 20, 2014

Big boy eye exam


Look who's getting to be such a big boy, yet he still looks so little, especially at the eye doctor. He sat in the big chair, aka the space ship, all by himself. He looked at the screen ahead and said what picture he saw. His vision continues to improve. Which is a huge praise and we're so thankful for. Although with little ones his age it's not the most accurate, he's an approximate 20/65 with his glasses on. The doctor is very pleased with that progress. So we continue to patch so his brain will keep using that eye. We still have hopes that patching will also help strengthen the muscles so it will stay straight and not drift out. But it seems that we will have another surgery to tighten the muscles in that eye to keep it aligned. Totally cosmetic but worth it for his self esteem as he gets older. 
Big boy, although you aren't a fan of your patch you do a great job wearing it. SMS days, even some moments are harder than others. But it's doing it's job to keep your vision and that does make it worth it. You're a strong boy who continues to amaze us.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Night wanderer

With all of my catching up posts, this one is up to date. 

I have an interesting fact to share about me that would surprise most. At the age of 34 I still talk and walk in my sleep, talk often!!! I did it as a small girl and apparently never grew out of it. I'll wake up sometimes in new clothes. I often awaken myself in another room searching for something. My husband will certainly tell you that he's awakened many a nights by me talking.

Well we may have another on our hands. I'm not convinced yet that he's not just waking up and getting out of his bed in during the night. But we're not sure yet. Who is this he I speak of? Denton, my one month shy of 3 year old. In the past month he's made it to our room 3 times. This has never happened before until now.

One night last week, I was dreaming something about Denton to where I said his name out loud. Once I did I receives a promp response of "yes momma." He was standing right by my bed. Apparently I had been talking before saying his name because my husband wasn't soundly sleeping any longer. He heard Denton say "yes momma" one time before I heard it. He thought he was lying in bed with me and ignored it. So once i heard him Inimmedietly jumped up and picked him up, "Denton what are you doing?" "Momma me want my George (Curious George)." As a consequence to some behavior he find' get to go to bed with George that night. I think he woke up looking for him and really went looking for him. It was so weird waking up to that sweet little voice right next to me.

A few nights later I was readjusting my sleeping position and was awake enough that I was lying there listening to Jeff snore next to me. Then I noticed with every snore I felt movement between my legs and his. I assumed it was him twitching. Then it continued even without a snore. I rise up, look down and see a cute little guy crawling up towards us. Denton!! "Momma me sleep in your bed." No sir! Put him back into bed and that was all. Geez.

Our 3rd adventure began one evening about 12:15. I was tossing and turning (not unusual) and was burning up. I decide to check what the heat is on and I noticed Denton's door was open. I go in to see if he's uncovered or what. He's not in there. I look at Lyndon's door, it's closed. I was beginning to have some panic in my heart. I won't even go into the possibilities that crossed my mind. Stupid tv shows like Criminal minds. I turn the hall and kitchen lights on, go back into our room to see if maybe he was in our bed and I didn't notice him before.....this is what I found and what I had previously walked by to check the air.


What in the world!!??? 

The next morning we ask him about and he says "you not come to my room." "Did you call out to us and we didn't come?" "Yes, so me went to your room."

Just the other night Jeff was awakened to a little sillouhette in the light of the clock sitting right next to him on his knees.  The little person said he wanted his pillow....

Oh me oh my!! Stay tuned for upcoming adventures of Us, Denton and I, the Night Wanderers.

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Firsts for Lyndon

Lyndon had an exciting lunch at school one day. His school had the typical fundraiser. One of the prizes for selling so many items was a limo ride to lunch. We solicited to family members and a few friends and achieved that number. It was a pretty exciting lunch.
They got to ride to a local Cici's pizza for lunch that day. Parents were able to meet and attend. Once their the teachers lined the students up and instructed them on how things would go inside. She then said, there's "sprite and root beer" for you to choose to drink. Might I add we have not allowed Lyndon to have any sort of coke, pop, etc. I saw those big brown eyes slowly turn towards me. I felt a major life decision was on my shoulders in that instance. I felt like it wasn't the moment for me to say no pop and have him be singled out. Not that there won't ever be moments where we will have to stick to our standards and our boys will be singled out. But this was a time for a big first. So I mouthed to him "you can have something." The biggest smile came over his face. You would have thought I told him something more amazing.
"Mmmmm" savoring this root beer. It was a special moment to enjoy with him.
Silly silly silly boys enjoying a fun lunch out.

Thursday, January 30, 2014

More fall crafts

I love to do crafts with the boys. In hopes to help them learn, explore and express themselves. Unfortunately I am the very least crafty or creative person Eva!! Although, fortunately, I live in the World Wide Web world! I came across these and I thought they were great for my Denton.
This one was great to work on shapes and glueing! Of course our little Tom the turkey had to have his specs on.
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I guess we only made a video for nanny to document the fun scarecrow.

Pretty successful craft time in my books!!

Monday, January 27, 2014

Specs wearing monkey

Sometimes you need a good friend to help encourage you to wear your gear (specs and glasses). Thanks George for being a good buddy.