A journey to Health

Well, We've been dealing with sickness for the last week or so.  Now all four of us seem to have a lingering cold. Hopefully it will pass by the weekend.  Nobody likes being sick.  In the meantime, I'm sticking to my PJs unless I have to go out. One glance at the fridge suggests tomorrow, Sigh. The chorus of sneezes and freezing weather is all the motivation I have right now.

On the brighter side of things, Lucian and I painted today.  This was his first experience with paint and paintbrushes.  I thought it was a lot of fun. We had three different colors of non-toxic paint, 2 brushes, and a bowl of water for cleaning. He liked the fact that there was a bowl of water and made his own little mess. He was very good about cleaning off the paintbrushes with the water and towel.  We only used to sheets of paper in the process as well.  It was fun to watch him at work. Too cute.

I also feel compelled to share a story of what the little stinker did to me while he was sick. One day while Joe was away, Lucian and I were upstairs playing.  This is when he was still pretty sick.  He was also very emotional about everything.  Mama needed a potty break and he wasn't too happy about it.  Nonetheless, it had to happen.  While Mama went potty, Lucian was very upset and would cry on and off.  Eventually he came into the bathroom to cry in front of me.  I told him it was going to be okay I'd be done in a second.  Instead, he decided to steal the only roll of toilet paper in the bathroom, run to the front room, and throw it across the room.  Then he ran all the way back to me in the bathroom and collapsed on the floor crying.  I told him I needed the toilet paper, but he just cried more. Eventually I just got up and got a new roll.  I took him back into the front room (his playroom) and found the toilet paper roll in a jumble.  He really annoys me sometimes - little prankster.

I feel like he is going to be the emotional kid from the movie "Parenthood".  I feel ya Steve Martin.  Not an easy situation.

What day is it?

Ever since the new year I have been lost. It never feels like the day of the week it actually is, and it is totally messing with my internal clock.  Tomorrow is Friday, but it doesn't feel that way.  I'm still excited though. First of all it's Friday what's not to like? Second of all we start gymnastics back up.  Last week was off due to the holidays. I'm happy to let Lucian burn off some extra energy! He is so full of energy - it is crazy. Even when I think he is about to settle down and relax for a little, he is back up again running around.  On one hand, I get tired just watching him.  On the other, I'm glad he is so full of life.  I want to take him outside more, but it's cold and he often refuses to put his jacket on.  Other days he seems perfectly content playing inside all day.  I'll even ask him if he wants to go out and he shows no interest.  I know if I took him out anyways he would love every moment.  Maybe if it's nice out tomorrow we will play outside a bit. Or Saturday, perhaps? We need fresh air and exercise! At least we will get some of the latter tomorrow morning. Can't wait!