Still cannot figure out how it got to be now already. Amelia is 5 months old, ready to move (I swear she's going to crawl this week) and Kieran is 4 going on 14. Hold on this post will be long - just a forewarning.
We've been crazy busy (hence the no bloggity blog from me, sorry I suck) but it's been a good kind of busy. For example, this past weekend, Kieran had a playdate with a friend from his new school and he got to have breakfast with Santa. Oh, yeah, and that trip to the emergency room on Friday night. We really could have done without that.
I'll start with the emergency room. Ken had a trial all week, but was out in time to pick up Kieran (thank goodness because traffic was horrific last week). Friday, right at 5, I get a call from Fitness Fun and Games. Kieran has hit his head and has "a gash" on his forehead. Come and pick him up. Now. You may want to take him to a doctor.
Well, crap. I'm at the office, have to pick up the girl. Not sure if Ken has left court yet I leave him the message I just got and I'm off. As soon as I'm in the car with Amelia, my phone is ringing. It's Ken (whew) he's on his way. He's asking me all kinds of questions I don't know the answer to. "Is it bad? Do we need to go to the doctors?" No idea. We're both a little panicked (though the last time they called he had a goose egg and was fine) and trying to get home to get him ASAP. Ken beats me there by about 10 minutes.
"We're going to the hospital" he said. I guess it's bad. So, I'm at home with Amelia, worried but taking care of the little girl. For once, she goes down early. Crazy early. 7:30 pm and she's out. Now I have nothing to do but worry and wait. And wait.... and wait. I'm getting updates via Facebook (so is my family who calls and texts to be sure everything is OK), four hours later they come home.
Kieran will tell you he got "people glue" which I love. No stitches (though it was a debate). So far the glue has held.
Saturday, after going to bed at midnight, Kieran wakes up at 6:30. Ugh. Ken was already up with Amelia and I wasn't far behind. Ken & Kieran go have breakfast with Santa at Kieran's school. The money goes to the PTO, so worthy cause and all that. Kieran had a great time and loves all the new ornaments for our tree. After that, Ken heads off to work and Kieran is supposed to stay home and rest. He plays Angry Birds. For HOURS. I bribe him into napping at 3 with a promise he can play more angry birds later. Whew.
Sunday Kieran had his first playdate with a kid from his class. This is his "best friend" and when I told him I'd set up the playdate, he warned me (in all seriousness) "OK, but we may get silly." I told him that was just fine. We met at Dunkin Donuts and walked to the Science Center where the kids had a blast. They played for 2 hours and I needed a nap just watching them.
Amelia continues to be cute. Which is good because she continues to wake up in the middle of the night as well. She's extremely talkative, loves music and to move around. She's still not eating food yet (though I got the go-ahead from the doctor for her to try it) we've tried a few times and she's just not loving it. We'll keep at it because I do think that once she starts on solids she'll be a better sleeper. Here's to hoping anyway.
