A boy and his ball

Grandmom spoiled someone with a new basketball hoop for Easter. I'll let you decide if it was the little boy or his dada... ;-)

Abe asks to watch basketball every single day, and I have the very heartbreaking job of telling him that we have months to wait until we can watch basketball again. I say, "I know buddy, I'm sad too..." (Rob tries to tell us we can watch the Nuggets in the playoffs, and we say, "That's fake basketball, Dada!")

Around here: 3/22/13

 Just a little photo dump from the last week. Here's what we've been doing:

We've been watching basketball and coloring

And making funny faces

Playing with Mama's phone

More basketball watching

 

More phone (Oh! The faces!)

 

And this. I don't know what this is. What a goof

 

Lots of silliness. Did I mention the funny faces?

 

 

Taking a break

 

 More phone. When he presses the button and sees the photo of himself and Rob, he says, "Beebee! Dada!"

 

We do a little bit of reading

 

And more coloring!

 

And that's just a taste of what our days are like around here.

Around here: 3/14/13

There's so much happening around here, and yet not much of anything. Every day is so full, and when I lay down at night, I think, "Where did my day go?!" You know how they say, "The days are long, but the years are short"? Well, I feel like each day goes faster and faster.

Anyway, here are some snapshots that really illustrate life with Abezilla: fast moving, blurry, and one where I caught him watching the cars outside, which means he was sitting still long enough that it's not blurry. Oh, and a few with some waterfalls of drool. Those teeth just won't quit! ;-) 

 

He loves the camera (or phone, let's be serious...). Those last few, he was walking toward me saying, "Fuh (phone)? See?" He likes to see the pictures. Just wait until I tell him that when I was growing up, we had to wait to get the prints back from the developer to see the photos. Prepare to have your mind blown, kid!

Oooff...

Well, it's been quite the weekend.

Abe woke up on Thursday with a fever. He still had it on Saturday, and wasn't quite himself. So off to the doctor we went. Turns out he had an ear infection. We got him some medicine, and spent the next few days trying to be very patient with a very cranky lil boy.

Yesterday he woke up and seemed very much himself again. Hallelujah. We got showered and fed and went to church for Bible study. We had just started the very first video of Beth Moore's Daniel study, and there was a knock at the door, with our baby sitter holding Abe with a bloody little lip. He had tripped and fallen into a table and split the dang thing open. Thank goodness for the other moms in the room, and especially the one who is a nurse! My instinct was to take him for stitches, but then I second guessed myself, because I don't want to be the hysterical-over-reacting mom. But they all said, No, he needs stitches.

And then we spent 7 hours in the ER at Children's waiting to get 4 little bitty stitches. I spent most of that time thankful that we have access to one of the top 5 children's hospitals in the country. And thankful that Abe is healthy enough to run and fall. And that it was only a split lip. We did have to sedate him for the stitches, because seriously? What 14 month old boy is going to sit still for stitches? I mean, mine doesn't even sit still for 12 minutes worth of Curious George. The sedation was a little hard for my mama-heart, but again, I kept reminding myself to be thankful that it wasn't worse than it was, and that our doctors and nurses knew what they were doing. Amen? Amen. It didn't hurt that he talked his way through the surgery. My little chatter box.

Abe-zilla woke up this morning ready & rearing to go. There's not much that keeps that little guy from being his active little self.

Here are a few shots from our "adventure" yesterday. Nothing too gory. Enjoy! :-)















Now, to keep my 14-month old, who is teething and drooling up a messy storm, from pulling on his stitches...