Thursday, July 19, 2007

budding artist

First off, how utterly beautiful is this? I'm gushing with pride.
No, no, no, no, I didn't make this. This is Jake's first artistic adventure. This is going up on the fridge for sure!
Since Jake turned 1, I've been wondering when to introduce crayons to him. So the other day I pulled some out fully expecting most to be gnawed like a carrot stick. what am I saying, he doesn't eat carrots......... anyway, without any real instruction, he knew how to hold them and also knew generally what to do with them! I was so surprised! Admittedly, some tips got eaten (and spat out), but he did pretty well overall. First he attacked the paper here and then the box holding his new table and chairs from ikea. I don't know how I'm going to hang that on the fridge. I'm starting to realize that to him, anything is a canvas. Our walls are far too tempting and I know they're fair game as well. Thank God for the Magic Eraser! It really is magic.
Now I've got to find us some finger paints... and a really large drop cloth... and a hose. Magic Eraser won't help me here.

lake boy

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

something scary happened

Yesterday, Jake choked. He's okay now though.

This comes right on the heels of a friend's daughter having a very, scary choking incident, which in turn has made me a raving, paranoid, lunatic nut job. I guess not paranoid enough.

So here's what happened... I was eating a bowl full of cherries (what could be more fun?) when Jake, very intrigued, walked over to me & my cherries. What a surprise. Now I know you can't give a toddler a whole cherry (duh), so I bit off a piece about the size of a dime/nickle and gave it to him (with skin which was probably a bad move). He chewed it up, drooling purple goo, and down the hatch it went. So, of course, he reached for another bite. I obliged about 5 more times until he got up & turned around. I had no idea there was a problem until he turned back around to face me. His face was slightly grey & his mouth wide open. He also had this look of panic and confusion on his face as he looked up at me. At that moment my worst fear became a reality. Somehow, without any hesitation, I grabbed him & hit his back a few times in hopes of dislodging it. This did actually seem to dislodge it temporarily which was apparent by his horse scream, but still no cherry. That's because he had inhaled it again and now there was no scream & his lips were starting to turn purple. Miraculously, I remembered those scary choking lessons from that CPR class I took when I was pregnant. So, in a frantic attempt to save him AGAIN, I placed him over my knees and gave him about 3 more blows to his back. whala, cherry.

I've always said, you never know how you're going to react in that kind of situation until it happens to you. I think I managed ok THANK GOD. It is by far the scariest thing I've ever experienced. Plus, I've never hit him, and after giving him some major back blows he was terrified of me. Luckily, after doing some major sucking up, he's since gotten over it. The lesson in all this is simple, you have to imagine the food your giving him as un-chewed and accidentally swallowed or inhaled, and if it might get stuck, make it smaller. You can't be complacent and just assume that they'll chew their food enough. I think they actually recommend mincing most food until they're age 4 because most toddlers tend to bite off more than they can actually chew. Their throat size is only about as wide as their tiny pinky.


He may a look slightly intense here, but trust me, he was having fun. Waving those damn flags like his little life depended on it. I don't know, I guess he was feeling patriotic.

1 year ago and 10 days and a little less intense (aside from all the parade regalia).

What do you do

when your toddler cuts his finger on a mysterious sharp object somewhere in your house right before bed... and that finger is the finger he sucks like Univ. of Michigan frat boy sucks a bong?

I ask this question only because we were just faced with this very dilemma. You see, you can't really just leave the little sucker in bed with the band aid on his finger because that band aid wouldn't last more than 4 seconds before it was slurped, chewed and found two weeks later in a diaper. You also can't take the band aid off because it was kinda deep and bloody and, well, that would be a bloody mess. After about 15 minutes of deliberating about mittens or ace bandages we came up with this...

a sock and duct tape. I know exactly what you're thinking. genius right? Oh like you'd come up with something better...
It's funny because before you become a parent, you'd never think of doing this to a baby. I guess you never think of doing this even after you've had a baby unless you're faced with the exact same set of circumstances.

Poor Jake doesn't have his best friend... his finger. This will probably be a long night.
one more thought.... where are all those useless itty bitty band aids when you need them?