Wednesday, July 21, 2010

return to the dentist

Punkin had his second dentist appointment yesterday. He wasn't as thrilled with the idea of going to the dentist this time as he was the first time. He loved playing with all the toys in the waiting room, but as soon as they called us back, he ran away from me and I had to chase after him and carry him to the chair. I'm sure they're used to that, right?

Anyway, at his first appointment, Punkin got to pick out a stuffed animal for having successfully given up his paci. He chose a frog, which he named Sashi, and he brought her back to the dentist so that everyone there could see how he was taking such good care of her.
Showing off Sashi 

"Okay this isn't so bad" 

"Wait, this isn't much fun."

"Seriously, are we done yet?"

"Lady, this is nothing like a race car wheel toothbrush!"


I never realized Punkin twirled his hair for comfort!

"Finally, we're done!"

For more WW fun, go to 5 minutes for mom and seven clown circus.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

sleeping like a baby

Okay, so Punkin's not really a baby anymore, but he'll always be *my* baby.

Punkin's never been a great sleeper, but he's definitely getting better (especially since we took away his nap). Lately, I've been finding him in all kinds of positions when I check on him before I go to sleep. And since I just happen to have my phone with me, I thought I'd snap a few shots of him.

I was pretty surprised when I walked in and found him this way:
Not sure how sleeping with your head on hard plastic is more comfortable than on a pillow. I did have to move him a little bit so that his head wasn't lower than the rest of his body, but otherwise, I left him pretty much like that.

This one reminded me of the Hubs with one foot off the bed.

And another one.

It seems that no matter where Punkin ends up on the bed, he prefers to sleep on his right side. That's my favorite side too.

And remember when I mentioned we'd taken away Punkin's nap? Well, he still has "rest time". The only rule to rest time is that we have to be on different floors of the house. So he gets to pick his bedroom upstairs or the basement. One day last week, I thought it was awfully quiet for rest time, so I went down stairs to investigate and found this:

That so does not look comfortable.

Also, a couple of weeks ago, Punkin woke up in the middle of the night with a fever. I ended up laying down in his bed with him (yes, that tiny race car bed) and sleeping with him that night. That bed is SO uncomfortable!! No wonder Punkin can't lay still or that he doesn't typically sleep through the night! Time to go mattress shopping and move him to a bigger, softer bed!!

Thursday, July 8, 2010

boom, boom, boom

The first time we attempted to take Punkin to fireworks, we were at Disney World, and he had just turned two. Unfortunately, it wasn't a success. As soon as the first boom was heard, Punkin started crying, and the Hubs ended up running out of Magic Kingdom with Punkin.

Punkin's never been a fan of loud noises, so I guess we should have known better.

This year, Punkin was intrigued about seeing fireworks. He loved looking for them out of the car windows as we drove home one evening during the Fourth of July weekend. Of course, he couldn't really hear them inside the car.

A neighboring city held their Fourth of July fireworks on the fifth this year, and since Punkin kept talking about fireworks, we thought we'd try taking him to see if he would enjoy them up close and personal.

Unfortunately, I forgot my camera. Boo. But I did have my phone, so I figured I might as well try to capture a couple of pictures of Punkin's first real fireworks experience, even if they wouldn't be great quality.

Getting ready

1st Fireworks

As soon as the first boom was heard, this is what happened:

I love that picture, because you can see, despite the loud noise, Punkin is so intrigued by the fireworks and doesn't want to stop watching!

Half-way through, Punkin started getting more affected by the noise. And I imagine his arms were getting pretty tired. I ended up covering his ears with my hands and making sure he could hear me ooh and ahh. That seemed to reassure him enough to enjoy the entire show.

I'd say this time, it was a success!
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