First baseball game

Big guy went to his first baseball game last weekend. And I think he did pretty well! We went to the Camden Riversharks game, as I didn't want to spend a ton of money for a place we were possibly only going to be at for an hour. It turned out to be the perfect place to spend the first game! We had great seats right behind home plate. And an awesome view of the Ben Franklin Bridge, where we watched cars, buses, and the train go by. We ate a ton of food- Auntie Anne's pretzels, slushies, soft serve ice cream and lots of water, as it was really hot out, but luckily the sun stayed tucked behind some clouds. Following the opening ceremonies (of which there were a lot) and downing an immense amount of food, big guy watched/danced through an inning and a half before getting antsy. We took a walk through the stadium, visited the dodgy playground area, got really overheated, and then went to the gift shop, which was disappointing, but we managed to find a junky yellow monkey and a squishy ball. When we tried to return to our seats, he was freaking out and a very nice older usher came by and gave us the OK to go home by saying, "I think he's done!" Overall, about two hours of baseball fun!

Long night of sleep

One of the best things about aunt M coming for a visit is that she tires big guy out big time. He is constantly playing, talking to her, showing off, etc. yesterday was an awesome day. We played outside for over an hour in the morning with our sand table. Then we hit up the supermarket in preparation for hubs BBQing for joy 4th. After lunch, both he and aunt M fell asleep, while I watched bad tv. So relaxing. Upon waking up, we snacked and went to the pool. Big guy was awesome the whole time. He didn't want to leave. He usually only swims for an hour and then wants to get out. But he was still rocking the pool by an hour and a half. So much so that I had to bribe him with a soft pretzel to get out of the pool. By this point he was shivering- obviously not having enough body fat will do that to you in 90 degree heat! Jealous much? We got home, had dinner, and then went back outside. I put big guy down last night around 8:30pm. He and hubs didn't get up until 9:00 am this morning! Impressive! Seriously though, this is the longest big guy has slept without being horribly ill. I might have to think of new holidays for aunt M to visit for...

Update

Well hello. We survived the illness of last weekend with hubs being out of town. Upon his return, I was battling a sore throat, big guy was recovering, and hubs got really sick. As in he actually left work early. Which I've never seen him do. I felt so bad. We were all pretty beat up. But then hubs took it easy and we did too. We ended up having a really awesome weekend. Saturday brought a healthy family. Big guy and I went to get barges in e AM with grandma C and grandpa J before they left for a cruise. We played outside with our sand table and big guy was rocking out with his train table. We ate some lunch and then the boys napped. Ah, so nice when they both nap. Following nap time, we went to a Camden river sharks game! So awesome. More on that later. Because I actually have pics! Then on Sunday we relaxed in the morning, then went to the home depot for a new broom and hedge clippers. Could we be any more suburban??? More playing and relaxing ensued. And then aunt M came to visit! Yay!!!

Small children... The new college?

A friend of mine and I were talking the other day about how she ate grilled cheese, yogurt, and fruit for the first few years of her kids lives. I made a joke that having small kids is like going to college, but is this true? One- you are awake at all hours of the night. College was to hang with friends. Parenthood to hang with sick kids. Two- eating the same food every night and at weird times. College might have been cereal. For me it was a bagel with cream cheese. And parenthood is very similar. Pretty much whatever can be eaten with one hand while standing and holding a baby in the other hand. Three- learning about gender roles. College was taking my first women studies class, learning about myself and what it meant to be a woman. Parenthood was figuring out breast feeding and that ideas all on my own during the day. Women's roles in the home. The importance of fathers in the whole process. Four- thinking each stage will last forever. College was the best time and it felt like it was going to be a long time. Although I felt like it went way faster than high school. Parenthood definitely has it spurts and stops. Rig now we are in the thick of toddlerdom. And I'm juiced for the future when big guy and I can go the pool and I'm not chasing him. And he's talking so much recently. Busting out with all kinds of sentences when I least expect them. And I know at some point he'll talk so much that I'll look at hubs and reminisce about when he didn't talk! Five- there is a lot of studying. College was a lot of learning that wasn't really put into real life practice. Before becoming a parent, there is a lot of prep work to, but until you are living it, (kind of like that first internship out of college) you don't really know what you are talking about. Sure, I'll definitely do sleep training, just like how easy it is to balance the national budget! So- which is better? Well- big guy will be my greatest accomplishment.

Sit here

Big guy has the ability to be quite pushy when he wants to be. I think it's a combination of being related to me and being the first born. I've known them to be pushy people. Anyway, big guy is very specific of where people are supposed to be. He will grab your hand and take you to a seat. Then he pats the seat a few times to let you know exactly where he wants you to sit. And if you don't sit down in the exact spot, it will piss him off. Seeing him get grumpy about it is actually enjoyable sometimes. The funny thing is he never wants the cat to go anywhere, but instead just tells her where she shouldn't be. Examples: near his trains, near his bagel with cream cheese, in the kitchen. No, no, kitty. For loving her so much, he really is quite tough in her!

So close

We almost made it to summer without another illness, but no. Tons of snot, horrible cough, fever, rash all over body, severe grouchiness. Ugh. And to make it worse, hubs is in California for a conference for the weekend. Meaning, it's me and the sick toddler. Which resulted in a mommy breakdown this afternoon. It was bad. I was sobbing in the car parked in the driveway as big guy slept fitfully in his car seat. See- I was doing ok. We went to the carvel to get some ice cream. I thought- cold, chocolate, and full of calories. Perfect for big guy who hasn't really eaten anything in two days. Big guy was all excited when we were there, but as soon as I tried to persuade him to eat, he freaked. I lost it. I was driving home crying and he was crying and asleep at the same time, impressive. After my good cry and speaking to aunt M and hubs, I was better. But I'm definitely getting tired of the toddler time. Especially sick toddler time!

Whole foods

I've succumbed. I can't believe it. But it's finally happened, I've started shopping for produce and milk products at the whole foods. Everyone else around me does it, but I've always been resistant. But I'll say the this years pitiful strawberry selection in the major supermarkets are to blame. Strawberries have been awful. Full of mold. Lately for only one day. We were at the pint of buying strawberries and having to eat the, that day because they wouldn't make it to the next day. Pitiful. Then I got the brilliant idea to go check out the whole foods. And big guy has been thrilled, me as well. The produce section is just awesome! Big guy get blueberries for the first half, then moves onto bananas, before finding the yummy pretzels chips- everything flavored. Then I move on to the milk products. They have my yogurt. Big guys yogurt. Yummy milk- regular and chocolate. Full fat yogurts. The fruit pouches that the Starbucks sells. Oh heaven. And I am going to have to give myself a dirty look for actually saying this- I feel good knowing it's all organic. Might have to slap myself too, considering that's how I normally feel when people say that to me. I'll have to get over it, because I'm not giving up on whole foods anytime soon, at least until they wrong me!