8.25.2008
Completely Gratuitous
Just because he's a cutie, and we finally got he battery for the camera charged!
8.18.2008
Dog Bit
We had an overly exciting day on Sunday. We went over to see some friends for a BBQ on Sunday evening, and Max wound up getting bit by their dog! He's OK, though, and seems to have no fear of dogs afterward.
When we got to their house, Max met Barlow, and pet him, but didn't seem overly enamored with him. Barlow licked Max, and seemed fine with him, but wasn't seeking him out as a playmate. Max chased the cat, explored the house, and played with the seemingly endless supply of toys that single guys tend to accumulate. Barlow laid down on the rug and chilled, sometimes getting up to go outside, but otherwise, out of the way and calm. I guess Clint and I relaxed, as neither of them seemed to have much interest or concern about each other.
At some point, Max was wondering in Barlow's vicinity, making his way towards the backdoor. I turned my head for just an instant to speak to someone and I heard growling and a shriek. When I turned around, Max was face-down on the floor with Barlow standing over him. We are lucky that Max was not seriously hurt. He was bit, but since he was face-down, there wasn't much to bite. It looks like Barlow got his top jaw on Max's ear, which looked a bit bruised, and his bottom jaw put a small puncture wound in the back of Max's head. It bled a bit, but doesn't amount to much today. We think that Max accidentally tripped over Barlow's paw. Apparently, Clint knew there was a 'thing' with his paws.
After a little time, Max and Barlow both seemed fine. Max even wandered over to Barlow again, though with me right there this time. He didn't seem disturbed in the least by the incident. I'm not sure how I feel about that.... While I don't want him to be traumatized by it, I do want him to have an understanding of dogs and to know that not all dogs are friendly. We'll have to work with him on that.
When we got to their house, Max met Barlow, and pet him, but didn't seem overly enamored with him. Barlow licked Max, and seemed fine with him, but wasn't seeking him out as a playmate. Max chased the cat, explored the house, and played with the seemingly endless supply of toys that single guys tend to accumulate. Barlow laid down on the rug and chilled, sometimes getting up to go outside, but otherwise, out of the way and calm. I guess Clint and I relaxed, as neither of them seemed to have much interest or concern about each other.
At some point, Max was wondering in Barlow's vicinity, making his way towards the backdoor. I turned my head for just an instant to speak to someone and I heard growling and a shriek. When I turned around, Max was face-down on the floor with Barlow standing over him. We are lucky that Max was not seriously hurt. He was bit, but since he was face-down, there wasn't much to bite. It looks like Barlow got his top jaw on Max's ear, which looked a bit bruised, and his bottom jaw put a small puncture wound in the back of Max's head. It bled a bit, but doesn't amount to much today. We think that Max accidentally tripped over Barlow's paw. Apparently, Clint knew there was a 'thing' with his paws.
After a little time, Max and Barlow both seemed fine. Max even wandered over to Barlow again, though with me right there this time. He didn't seem disturbed in the least by the incident. I'm not sure how I feel about that.... While I don't want him to be traumatized by it, I do want him to have an understanding of dogs and to know that not all dogs are friendly. We'll have to work with him on that.
8.12.2008
The Battle Continues
We are still battling over the word 'please' and general 'table' manners.... For some reason, this seems to be one of the few issues that just pushes my buttons. I like to think of myself as a pretty laid-back mom, for the most part, but sohelpmeGod, if I almost break my neck on another blasted green bean or grape, I am going to completely lose it.
I'm not sure why Max's table manners seem to be such a sticking point; my parents were not necessarily sticklers for table manners, and I'm not typically concerned with adult table manners. But the high-pitched screech and the constant 'thud' of food or cups hitting the floor (not to mention the stooping to pick it all up) has turned me in the the meal nazi.
And it is such inconsistent and slow going. Most times, when Max picks up a new word or behavior, you almost can't get him to stop saying or doing it. Not so with 'please.' I know he can say it-just this weekend he said 'Pease dat!' when I got out some blueberries, without even being asked (Clint was there for this one to verify that I am not always nuts when I swear our child can say things)! Yet, the last two mornings have been absolute battles over breakfast; and tonight he looked straight at me when I told him not to throw green beans and he threw them, anyway. I think it's probably safe to say that it's the fact that I know he is trying to push my buttons that sets me off.
leSigh. Otherwise, he is darling as could be. We have some great pictures from the weekend (Clint is standing by his assertion that no one actuall reads the blog, you just come for the pictures, and is on a mission to increase the number included). However, our camera battery died, and it has to be charged to that we can get said pictures off the camera. Check back soon!
I'm not sure why Max's table manners seem to be such a sticking point; my parents were not necessarily sticklers for table manners, and I'm not typically concerned with adult table manners. But the high-pitched screech and the constant 'thud' of food or cups hitting the floor (not to mention the stooping to pick it all up) has turned me in the the meal nazi.
And it is such inconsistent and slow going. Most times, when Max picks up a new word or behavior, you almost can't get him to stop saying or doing it. Not so with 'please.' I know he can say it-just this weekend he said 'Pease dat!' when I got out some blueberries, without even being asked (Clint was there for this one to verify that I am not always nuts when I swear our child can say things)! Yet, the last two mornings have been absolute battles over breakfast; and tonight he looked straight at me when I told him not to throw green beans and he threw them, anyway. I think it's probably safe to say that it's the fact that I know he is trying to push my buttons that sets me off.
leSigh. Otherwise, he is darling as could be. We have some great pictures from the weekend (Clint is standing by his assertion that no one actuall reads the blog, you just come for the pictures, and is on a mission to increase the number included). However, our camera battery died, and it has to be charged to that we can get said pictures off the camera. Check back soon!
8.07.2008
Smiley Boy is Back
Max is feeling much better and went back to school today. He is back to his normal self, being all smiley and chatty and mischievous. This morning, when I dropped him off, he was the first one in his class to arrive. Ms. Bertha had him sitting up on the changing table, talking to him and filling in his arrival time on his daily report. She was writing and talking to him, telling him that his was his report, it belonged to Max. And then Max pointed at himself. She said yes, this was Max's. So, he pointed at the paper and then back at himself. This was the first time I've seen him do this, to identify himself in some way other than respond to his name being called.
8.05.2008
Rough Day
I got a call at 11:00 this morning to let me know that Max had run full-steam into the corner of the changing table and now had a massive lump on his head and he seemed fine, but did I want to come take a look at it? And so I made trip #2 to the daycare for the day. He did seem fine, other than the lump and being a wee bit clingy. His pupils looked fine, he knew what a ball was, he called me 'papa,' and he danced. Everything was good, so I went back to work.
My phone rang, again, at 3:00. Now, Max had a fever. Though, when I arrived at the school for the 3rd time today, he was out on the playground, going just as strong as ever. I thought that it might just be teething (only 100.3 when I picked him up), but it seems he might have another allergy/sinus/respiratory bug. Poor kid can't seem to catch a break today.
In addition to all that, I do know he has a molar coming in that seems t be giving all of us a tough time. I will be sooo happy when we are done teething!
My phone rang, again, at 3:00. Now, Max had a fever. Though, when I arrived at the school for the 3rd time today, he was out on the playground, going just as strong as ever. I thought that it might just be teething (only 100.3 when I picked him up), but it seems he might have another allergy/sinus/respiratory bug. Poor kid can't seem to catch a break today.
In addition to all that, I do know he has a molar coming in that seems t be giving all of us a tough time. I will be sooo happy when we are done teething!
8.01.2008
Greek Boy
No, I am not laying awake at night dreaming about the day my child will carry on a legacy of fraternal keg stands...
Max just finished dinner, and I realized that we are ready for a trip to the Mediterranean...my boy likes Greek food! He had turkey, spinach, olives, garbanzo beans, grapes, and bread! Max has started to 'request' the food I am eating, and that is how we have stumbled upon some new foods, including olives and garbanzo beans (which I put in salads). I have yet to win him over to tomatoes, but give me time!!
Max just finished dinner, and I realized that we are ready for a trip to the Mediterranean...my boy likes Greek food! He had turkey, spinach, olives, garbanzo beans, grapes, and bread! Max has started to 'request' the food I am eating, and that is how we have stumbled upon some new foods, including olives and garbanzo beans (which I put in salads). I have yet to win him over to tomatoes, but give me time!!
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