So, with the start of Delayed Intensification we're back to the "an enema a day keeps the doctor away" routine. We had to administer one today, which was not a pleasant experience for anyone, especially Cole. But, the good thing is that we can. Come neutropenia, we may not be able to, though we'll probably choose to ignore that stricture in favor of good poop. Good poop is important, you learn.
We're currently watching "Cutting Edge 3: Chasing the Dream". Dalynn's riveted, as she has been during Cutting Edge 1 and 2... I'm over the Cutting Edge! But, alas, I shall persevere through the teeny-bopper melodrama in an attempt to strengthen my marriage. I really do care about this movie, I do, honey!
Cole got to see his Grammy yesterday. His Grammy who had a new haircut and was wearing capri pants. To the haircut, he said, "I like your old hair, Grammy." To the capri pants, he said "Come on, Grammy, pull your pants down!" No kidding, he really did.
Gary is staying with us for the first week of DI. He's definitely eased a lot of burdens for us and freed Dalynn and I to focus on Cole's treatment. He's going to go home Friday, and my mom will come hang with us for a week, as well. After her, Lisa will come for a week. I think a week, so don't freak out if it's not a week, Lisa... ;)
That leads me to the fact that it's "my night". "Mike's night", you might ask? Well, of course it's my night. See, Dalynn and I take a 2 nights on, 2 nights off approach to dealing with Cole's hunger due to steroids. When it's "your night", you get up with either of the kids that may need it and you wake up with them, as well. I honestly find the waking up part to be more grueling, hehe. I'm not a morning person.
Cutting Edge update: Our fab duo are now competing at "Nationals", hoping to get to Paris for the world championship. There's a "romance" forming between the figure-skating boy and the hockey player girl. Surprise, surprise, surprise!
/target wrists
/cut
Anyways, hope you enjoyed a peek into the Land of a Thousand Enemas!
2 comments:
So you have an honest 2 yr old...sounds normal! Susie told me that Cole have been more himself lately and I know that most tickle you. Just think...at the end of the "terrible twos" John's favorite word is head and booty. his favorite combo is booty head. his cousin (the same age) introduced him to the grand combo. We also get to hear (whereever we are)I pooted in my pants! and then he kackles very loudly. Yes, sir! I have a man in training!! John just turned 3 yesterday so I don't know what to tell you regarding the 3 yr olds...i will be happy to take a break on diapers! I just thought you might could use a laugh and i was thinking about my dear friends! I hope that you have the best Easter. I am looking forward to a day off. All my love and hugs and kisses, Mia
I taught Cole the adorable phrase of "barking carpet spiders" whenever he poots. He'll poot, then say, "Did you hear that? It was a carpet barking spider!" It's supposed to be "barking carpet", but he says "carpet barking".
Yes, 2 year olds are quite fun!
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