Thursday, July 20, 2006
A Smattering of NonsenseLife. We have been busy lately...just living really. We had company last weekend, spent two days at the beach, I joined a Bible Study (which often means doing my chapter while Landon is sleeping, thus, no xanga; cleaning the mechanic garage, and getting together with friends that I have not seen since high school. Fun times.After all of this busyness Landon came down with cold # 4176. I think I am becoming a non-believer in the whole hand washing thing. I am a freak...every time we walk in the door hands are washed, before every meal, and there are two packages of antibacterial wipes in my purse. Yes, I know...I said I was a freak. But obviously none of it matters because somehow these respiratory viruses always find my son. If he was like any other kid, it would really be no big deal for him to get these colds. But he isn't. He has this weird gag reflex thing where if he coughs just right, or too much, he throws up. Usually it happens when he is laying down (ie...napping or sleeping). So, life stops around here when he has a cold because you never really know when the next cough is going to trigger the gag. This time I have only had to wash his entire bedding once...the other times I have either caught it or prevented it...if I move him quickly to his back sometimes that helps or if I get him a drink of juice sometimes that helps too. Either way, I hate it. I have previously shared my distaste, fear, phobia, whatever...of puke with you all. I think that this gag thing of Landon's mixed with the extreme pregnancy sickness I endured with this kid, are meant to get me over my hang-up. I hate to say it...but I have a ways to go. I am a mess when he is sick like this...just ask my husband. On second thought, don't!   So these past weeks I have been thinking about myself a bit. That sounds funny. I have decided that I am an inhibited person. I really always have been, but to varying degrees throughout my life. I wish that I could live every moment with passion and feel everything to the deepest fiber of my being...but I don't. I am inhibited by so many things, and people, and experiences. I long to move past these things.In more uplifting news: I have noticed that Landon's vocabulary is radically changing. A few months ago, chocolate used to be Ah Ah; Pizza, Bahee; Excuse Me, Me E; Sheep, Beeeah; and so the list goes on. I noticed these past few days that all of this has changed. He now says these words flawlessly. The only vocabulary problem he faces is that he cannot say F sounds...they come our as S for some reason. I am sure in just a few months, this too shall fade away and he will enter fully into the adult world of language. It is fun to watch this metamorphosis, but I have to say that if it makes me this sad to see my first born leave behind his baby ways, I cannot image how I will be with my last child. My sister-in-law took this picture. She is the most amazing photographer you will ever meet. She specializes in child photography, but she has this amazing ability to catch anyone ior anything and make it into a masterpiece of art. She has got to be the most talented person I have ever met...in my entire life. Here is her website if you want to check it out:www.amywenzel.com | |
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