Catch-up Blogging

Yesterday James refused to feed the dog which is his only daily chore, so I did it. That meant that he couldn't watch cartoons all day. He was so mad he started kicking, biting, scratching, and yelling - a lot. I put him in time out then let him finish crying it out in his room. I went to the dark and dreary basement to do laundry when I heard the door slam. James had gotten himself dressed and was running away. I sat on the front porch with him for a minute and rubbed his back while he sobbed. He then walked off towards the park. I put my shoes on and found him sitting on the curb in front of the neighbors, crying. It was actually a little heartbreaking because he was so sad. I finally convinced him to come inside and have some hot chocolate and graham crackers because it was cold out. He stopped crying after a while, but the rest of the day was a little hard for him.

This morning when he said he couldn't feed the dog because his tummy (sorry, James corrected me) I meant stomach hurt, I said that I would do it. He decided he wanted to do it himself, and here is the proof. Cartoons, here we come!

A couple of weeks ago, Chase somehow, and unknowingly, managed to put a very soft black bean up his nose. At first he just wimpered and kept pointing to his nose. Everytime I looked at him he became silent, so I would go back to eating. Once I started eating, he started crying again. I guess when I was looking at him, he figured I was going to do something about the bean up the nose which I knew nothing about. We finally figured out what was going on and the extracation of that bean was a process. I couldn't get him to blow his nose so our next step was to try and find something to suction it out. We didn't have that blue bulb we had from when he was a baby, because he isn't really a baby anymore, so we called around to find one. We couldn't find anyone around us that had a baby and was home. At this point we moved to plan C - tweezers. Bit by bit the bean came out. It took about 10 minutes to complete the removal and the whole family had gathered round to watch the process. It was a very exciting Sunday.

My Dad came to Utah to do business and spent just about every evening at the park with the kids. This night, he babysat for us while Sean and I spent the evening with Sean's family at a Queen tribute concert. He took the kids to the park, let them watch a movie and bought burgers, fries, and shakes. I think the kids had just as much fun as Sean and I did. In fact, Chase is on my lap right now yelling "Poppie, poppie!", he remembers him. 

Thanks Dad.