Good morning, everyone... I think I can safely say that it's been a hectic weekend, without my even leaving the house! Mike is recovering nicely, though he's drugged up, for the most part, on painkillers. He's doing fairly well following the doctor's orders (neither of us want those tubes growing back together!) but he's not happy that he can't lift anything heavier than a gallon of milk. (Which means he DEFINITELY can't hold Aleck
) Weekends are normally my "down" time, when I can give over some of the care of the kids to Mike, so this has been an adjustment for me, that's for sure! I'm being run ragged...and today is going to be more of the same. I have church in a couple of hours (which I normally leave Aleck at home for, so he isn't left to scream in the 3 year olds room), then off to Kroger or Publix to pick up Grey's meds. Yay!
After that is Grey's Open House for school Monday (at the same church), then later in the day choir practice. All with 2 kids in tow. I'm sooooo looking forward to it!
Mike's going to stay home from work Monday and Tuesday, and I'm really hoping that he's recovered enough by then to help me out more with the boys.
The pizza went over well on Friday night. Grey, my little stick, ate 2 entire slices, while Aleck, the chunk, didn't eat at all, and passed out in the bedroom (we're at the "no nap isn't enough, one nap is too long" stage). Then last night I made spaghetti (here's a tip for all of you: NEVER ask a drugged man how many spaghetti noodles need to boil. Mike made enough for an army, plus 1.
) and zucchini (since we're trying to get the boys to eat more vegis than green beans and corn). I overcooked the zucchini, but oh well. Trial and error, right? Grey, of course!, says "What are those green things?" and decides, right off the bat, that "they're icky". I told him he had to at least try it. He didn't HAVE to eat it, but he had to at least make the effort. To his credit, he did. And he didn't. Okay. No more zucchini. I'm all right with that.
It was a real battle to get my husband to agree to put Grey on ADD meds. My husband is ADD as well, though he was never medicated, so he's got a different perspective. I finally overruled him by telling him that I COULDN'T deal with what I put up with last year. (Constant temper tantrums, highly emotional, never listening, notes home from kindergarten, etc.) It got to the point where we were eating dinner with a rubber spatula on the table, to ensure proper behavior. I couldn't do that anymore. And I have seen a difference in his behavior. I mean, he's still 6, but he's not through the roof hyper and over-sensitive. Now, it's just the normal "kid stuff". I can deal with that.
Well, Aleck just took off his diaper (he calls them "pee pants"
), and is wandering the house naked. I think I should go take care of that...
Have a lovely day, everyone!