I packed some rasins with lunch today
Adelie says, “You were supposed to pack raisins and wlnuts. You forgot the walnuts.”
“Do you want to eat walnuts?”
“No, I just like the raisins.
Upon further inspection of the lunch she asked, “Why did you pack green beans?”
“Because they’re tastey.”
Idaho John perked up, “Umm… no.” and continually covered my greenbeans even as I was trying to eat them.
We’re busy enjoying the summer and exploring all the cool things to do in Juneau. Fiction went to VBS last week and there’s another week of VBS at a different church next week. She joined the soccer club and went to the skate board clinic this weekend (we even purchased a used board for $5).
They’re not supposed to tackle but they’re still learning.
Idaho John joined in the fun till he felt tired and cold and mad that I put his fireman raincoat on top of his batman costume (it was casual friday for Batman, hence the blue jeans). I tried to tell him he was still Batman, just disguised as a fireman but he was not happy with that reasoning. Then he asked me to pick him up and he fell asleep in my arms.
Apparently this was the third free clinic at the skate park and the first time people showed up to learn to skate board. There were a lot of people there. We had so much fun.
Idaho John only came to watch but one of the instructors (who had to be 13 years old) showed him how to push the board, balance on it and ride it sitting down.
The kids also enjoying sliding down the half-pipe on their butts. Fiction wanted to try it standing on the board but I said, “umm… no.”
I should have just asked about these installations. Are they for cleaning your shoes and wheels? Do you take your shoes off before using them? Or are you supposed to do high kicks onto the wall?
I’m sure one of my readers will know and enlighten us all.
On a totally unrelated note, Idaho John found some markers in his room last night and gave Clive Frog some facial tattoos when he was supposed to be sleeping. I just sprayed and am currently washing it. If I can’t get the marks off of it do we have to add marks to the spare Froggy?
Happy Monday, people, let’s make it a great week!
My boy was climbing the ladder to the monkey bars when he fell. When he started crying I picked him up. I could see a little blood in his mouth. Then I saw more. I thought maybe he hit his teeth. I rubbed his back and asked my friend if she had a napkin or a tissue on her. I wanted to see where the blood was coming from and I wanted to make it stop. She suggested we walk across the street to her house. I totally agreed. We could rinse out his mouth and give him some ice to suck on. the bleeding was getting worse. I tipped him forward and the blood poured out of his mouth. We hurried across the street. In the time it took to walk across the street the bleeding stopped and he stopped crying.
Of course that also meant I could see that he bit his lip.
and I could see that he bit right through it!
I supposed it’s possible that his lip was between his teeth when he fell and these injuries do not mean there is a hole going entirely through his lip. This photos were taken today. The inside lip is turning white a little. There was very little swelling and he’s eating and drinking like nothing happened. I have never seen so much blood come out of one of my babies. My friend said she was surprised I stayed so calm but it happened so gradually. I might have freaked out if the first thing I saw was a lot of blood. Of course one should not freak out in front of one’s children. That’s my official stance. I think it’s okay to freak out later on one’s blog though.
11:00 p.m. I start snoring.
11:01 p.m. Fury puts ear plugs in his ears.
2:00 a.m. Idaho John cries and I am the only one who hears him.
2:03 a.m. I figure he is not going to fall back asleep and go into his room to see if everything is okay. I say, “Shh.” and cover him with a light blanky.
2:04 a.m. Idaho John is quiet and I am wide awake. I facebook for 20 minutes and then think, “Well, at least he went right back to sleep.”
2:24 a.m. Idaho John starts crying again. I bring him upstairs, give him some gas medicine and ask him if he’s hungry. He says no. I take him back to his bed. Of course I am wide awake so I watch some law and order on tivo and fall asleep on the couch right before the climactic ending, luckily it’s tivo so I can still see how it ends.
4:00 a.m. I wake to imaginary cries. I walk downstairs and stand in front of Idaho John’s door, still imagining a distant cry. I go back to sleep on the couch and dream of having four pet ferrets whose cage needs to be cleaned. I think that means I should clean Late for Dinner’s habitat today.
Idaho John started sleeping through the night when he was about 2 months old, and thank goodness because I have a hard time falling back to sleep. Once in a blue moon he wakes up but, like last night, he is pretty easy to soothe. I had the strangest feeling of nostalgia last night. I mean, he won’t cry out for his mama forever, and our midnight meetings are special.
I saw this episode of Oprah several years ago. She was interviewing a girl who had lost her mother to cancer. Her family took one last vacation to a cabin before the mother passed and Oprah asked what her favorite memory from that vacation was. She said her mother was often sleeping during the day but she told her mother, “If you wake up in the middle of night, wake me up too. I want to spend time with you.” So her mother woke her up and they ate cherrios in the middle of the night.
In a weird way I’m glad he woke me up. I’m not saying I hope he does it again tonight, but once in a blue moon is okay, special even.
I have so much to learn! Here is this beautiful trail, nice, nearby and short. And I’ve been ignoring it! My friend took me for a guided stroll (she pointed out all the wild flowers, whose name I’ve forgotten, except the buttercups) while Fiction was in Fine Arts Camp.
Not the Buttercup
The trail starts next to the river and rushes underneath the trail in some spots.
We strapped the boys to our backs and walked the flume trail (which you can also bike -just be careful because the boards are uneven in some spots.)
We’re going to try another trail soon… I wonder if tomorrow is too soon for Rhiannon!
We walked out to the waterfall at Mendenhall lake today. We actually saw two smaller waterfalls along the way. We stopped we had a snack, we watched crazy people scale the mountain, took some photos and return home, like sane people.
We totaly should have taken off our shoes and played in the water. It was like 50 degrees outside. Fiction definitely would have enjoyed it.
Sorry there aren’t a lot of photos of Idaho John, he was on my back most of the time.
I think I need to start checking the “what’s happening” section of the local paper. I don’t subscribe to the paper, I wonder if that page is online. I almost missed today’s parade, thank goodness for Facebook and Amanda posting about it.
I could not get out the door fast enough to meet Amanda (we were trapped on the wrong side of the street and there were opportunities to cut to the other side and rush down to where she was but then I thought we’d miss some of the parade.) Next time we’ll leave earlier.
Celebration is a three day long convention here in Juneau featuring native dancers, art, regalia and story-telling. There are even wood carving classes.
The costumes and drums were very elaborate. Today was the first day it has rained in like a month and people had to cover their drums with garbage bags and some people wore clear ponchos. There was the occasional “traditional umbrella” but most people didn’t seem to notice the constant drizzle (including Fiction and Idaho John).
She even got a necklace form one of the dancers. She was trilled.
Some helmets are hand carved and handed down through many generations.
Thank you to everyone who participated in the parade, and thanks again, Amanda for letting us know about the parade!
We went for a little hike today (and by “we” I mean everyone but Duncan, who went for a little ride today.)
We drove to North Douglas and walked the Outer Loop Trail. Fiction was the “line leader.” She has training (that’s what preschool is for.) Luckily, the path is easy to follow.
We saw fields of skunk cabbage but honestly, it didn’t smell bad. It must not be blooming.
We walked out to the the rocky shoreline, had a snack, took some photos and headed back (we got home just in time for Dr.Phil -I mean, nap time.)
My new favorite photo…
But be careful, if you squat down to take a photo with her, she sits on your knee!
After Fiction’s preschool program I hid Froggy in her backpack. Maybe “hid” is too harsh a term. I just wanted to make sure Froggy didn’t get left behind. When we got home Idaho John must have noticed a bit of green peaking through the zipper. He pulled and pulled with such determination…
And then checked out the bag to see if anything else interesting was in there!
We bought an inflatable pool two and a half years ago, for five dollars. I figured, after sitting outside all summer and sitting in the garage all winter that it would crack and we would buy a new one. Maybe one a little larger, since Fiction is no longer 2 years old and barely fits anymore.
There’s about 4 inches of water. It doesn’t matter to Fiction. She loves it. She splashed in it for more than two hours, singing “I wish we could stay in the water all night.” Idaho John, on the other hand, stood up before the previews were over on my movies (yeah, I was trying to watch 2012). So I got a bunch of bath toys to entice Idaho to hang out on the lanai.
I guess it distracted him a little -while he dropped them off the third story to the ground below. Then he came inside. the lure of the matchbox cars was too much for him.
