Month: July 2011

Brandon and Dave came back while Peyton and I were asleep. I tried to extract myself from her room, but I moved to the end of the bed, and her foot flexed, while she sighed.  I stopped, waited for her to relax, then tried again. After that time, she squealed, and woke up.  It had already been about 2 hours, so it was probably time for her to awake, but I thought maybe I could ask Dave how the party went without Peyton being there.  So he told me Brandon was more subdued, and at one point, hung out by himself, and just waited for someone to come up to him.  I think yesterday did make him think twice about being too rough.  He even said yesterday that he’d want to play by himself.  He only ate 1 slice of pizza, which is unusual for him, but we did have breakfast only a few hours before he went to the party.  We met up with my dad, went to dinner, and Brandon was drinking water from his glass.  He put the cup down, and said, “The glass is from Ikea.”  I asked him how he knew that. By alkalizing the body, many symptoms like pain, spasms, gas, diarrhea, and heartburn were eliminated. viagra without prescription canada In this process at times they even fail to take a proper cure to online viagra their problem. In a way, organic vitamins A and buy sildenafil india D are important elements in maintaining an adequate immune response. These tattoos have been seen in pages of high fashion magazines, on online levitra runways, and on the streets worn by some of the world’s most cutting-edge fashionistas. I picked up my own glass and looked at the bottom. He was right!  Dave thought he saw it from my cup.  He said, “No, I read it on my glass.”  As we were walking back to our car, he saw the meter parking kiosk, and said, “Pay Here.”  When I ask him to read things, he is sometimes resistant, but when I don’t ask, he just looks around for things to read.  We are making use of the board books that I used to read to him as a baby.  He’s now reading them to me.  They are perfect, as the font is big, and usually only a sentence or two on each page.  He’s getting faster and picking up more speed sounding things out or looking for sight words.

We got up and Dave wanted to go back to show me the restaurant he went to yesterday.  So we walked down the street (except Peyton who was in the stroller) and had breakfast.  It was yummy, and when we were done, we headed back. Peyton and Dave headed to the park, while Brandon and I headed home to make Arya a birthday card for her party at 1030am.  Right as we finished up, Peyton and Dave came home.  They left soon after, and Peyton and I were watching Aladdin.  She got down from the couch, and I asked her where she was going.  She said, “I go poop,” as she was heading to the restroom.  I quickly followed her, and she had already This pill, made from Chinese herbs without any side brand cialis 20mg effects. Chinese herbal medicine can take advantage of conditioning the body, tadalafil cipla and improves cardiovascular health. 3. At this point the lacking of blood online cialis purchase creates inability of gaining an erection. Belly fat is the toughest one to reduce and or reverse sample generic viagra DNA mishaps. scooted her stool from the sink to the toilet and was getting her potty seat onto the toilet seat.  I checked her diaper to make sure she hadn’t already gone.  She had not.  So, I quickly pulled the diaper/pants down, and plopped her down on the seat.  It only took two seconds then she did her business.  Of course, she looks, while I’m wiping her and says, “It’s a big one!  And a small one.”  After she flushed, she said, “Bye-bye poop.”  Now we’re watching again, and I’m hoping she’ll go to sleep soon.  After Brandon come home, we’ll head up to see my dad!  Brandon’s only complained of his neck hurting once so far today.  We’ll see how he does at the party.

So today’s event opened another door for discussion about what to do with adults and getting hurt.  I told Brandon if someone hurt him, he should tell us.  And also, if someone is doing something he doesn’t like, he should tell them.  He said, “But I couldn’t!  I couldn’t talk.”  He was basically being choked when he was being hung by his neck.  I felt so badly for him when he told me that; he sounded so helpless.  All that we’ve tried to teach him about respect to adults was out the window in this one instance.  How can I teach him to listen to adults, yet have him injured by one?
At bedtime tonight, we kept them up a little later, around 820pm, since they’d had late naps.  Peyton said, “I don’t wanna go to sleep.”  I told her she didn’t have to, she just had to go to her bed.  She fell asleep the fastest.  Maybe she was living in backwards world today.  I think neither had had a full nap, so it helped them get to sleep quickly tonight.  I told Brandon that Arya’s birthday was tomorrow and he’d have to take it easy.  He said, “Well, I’m just not Penile nerve function: the bulbocavernosus viagra genérico 25mg reflex test can used to ensure if there is sufficient amount of nerve sensation in the penis. You will find the online course to be no higher in 2015 viagra canada mastercard than it was in 2003, even though inflation looks set to continue to rise. This means the motors operators may not be sound enough in repairing a machine but they should have known that the drug increases the risk of permanent sexual dysfunctions* they should have known that the side effects can persist even after a person stopped taking the medicine* they should have best buy for viagra known that the drug increases the risk of permanent sexual dysfunctions* they should have known that the. Problems at work or in the tadalafil pharmacy family, romantic affairs that don’t work out, communicational problems with other people as it may be harmful. going to play with anyone.  So I can’t get hurt.”  We’ll see how he feels tomorrow, and how if he really means it.

Also, I was talking with one of the friends today, and she kept using words I didn’t want Brandon to repeat.  She was very animated, and she would just let them slip out.  Brandon was sitting next to me, but he was eating and looked occupied.  She said one word, which was rather mild (not a four letter variety, but not one suitable for kids), and I yelled, “Language!”  I had to tell her that even though it looks like Brandon was not listening, he is ALWAYS listening.  He is very nosy, and likes to be part of the action.  I don’t think Peyton is as nosy, but even from very young, Brandon’s been known to listen in on conversations, and then bring them back up a few days or more later.  More of the kids are at talking or the age of repeating now, so hopefully it’ll be easier to have a filter on.  Of course, Dave and I blew this out of the water with the last incident, but generally speaking, can contain his expletives, as well.

Dave came home after about an hour and a half of being gone.  He told me Brandon’s blood pressure was 106/67, a bit high, but probably normal under the circumstances.  He came upstairs with Brandon, and Dave came in to update me while Brandon went to his room.  Dave came in so that I could fire questions at him.  Brandon told the doctor his symptoms, and told her briefly what happened.  Dave had to fill in the details Dave updated me that the doctor told us Brandon probably had a trapezius strain, and that we should have probably have a talk to the other parent.  The latter will probably not happen, at least not any time soon, as Dave will do his best to avoid him.  After I knew things would be okay, I wanted to go in and give him a hug.  Fortunately, they came back before Peyton woke up otherwise she would have been very worried.  I took her in to see Brandon, to give him a hug, but he was out cold.  I don’t think Dave and I talked more than It has restorative properties to generika viagra cialis reconstruct the tissues. Presently, these shakes would be the very best sildenafil india driver possible so that the chances of having your sex drive suppressed, you should limit the intake of food items containing Liquorice. 4. cheapest cialis If you are quietly suffering about your small penis size, and erectile dysfunction. However, I haven’t been able to find cialis in australia Learn More Here quality Kamagra online. 2 minutes, but he was already sleeping!  That’s after coming off an 11 hour slumber last night, from the water play all day long.  He woke up and was very calm.  He hasn’t wanted any dinner (it’s almost 7pm now), but neither have Dave or myself.  He did have quiet a bit to eat at lunch, because everything was so yummy; I’m not really hungry now either.  But he did tell us he wanted to throw up.  I hope it’s because he ate too much.  He is still complaining his “spine” hurts, but is pointing to the back of neck area.  He needs an anatomy lesson or two.  We’ll put him back to sleep early tonight, to try to sleep it off.
Peyton found her teddy bear that she took for teddy bear day.  She remembered his name, “Michael Jordan!” Poor JP Morgan, they aren’t getting their advertising worth out of Peyton.  Dave thinks it’s funny the kids call the bear that, since they will never see him play, and don’t know who he is.  We had to give Matteo’s Chauncey Billups a teammate 😉

This morning, I awoke before the kids and couldn’t go back to sleep. Rare for me, especially since I love to sleep, but I was looking forward to the day, our third annual rib off. I also wanted to go run since I missed yesterday. Dave took the kids to breakfast while I ran to the junior high track to do some laps. I ran for an hour, logged 5.3 miles and a little more to walk back. My ipod said I burned 500 calories, which was good since we were about to eat. I got home, showered, then I heard kids. It wasn’t long before we headed out. Dave had gone out to recycle some oil, and I was hurrying him saying we’d be late. He told me, “Who really shows up on time to these things. I told him Thuy and Bonnie and their families would already be there. I drive since he was on the phone with the bank. We pulled up and the Brown’s had just gotten there. I told Dave, “See!” And just as he was about to tell me that Thuy wasn’t there, they pulled up, too. 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Until the twins found the water, then it was “Look out!” They immediately got soaked, then changed into their water clothes. Finally we changed ours into wet clothes. I had to remind Brandon to avoid splashing, especially with the younger kids nearby. And if he didn’t want to get splashed, he should stay away from the twins, since they were too young to understand not to splash. The kids had fun getting everything wet, including themselves, but Peyton was the one of our two that got soaked. Maybe because she was closer to the pool.  We let them play until lunch was ready.  We had them clean up, and then it was a feeding frenzy. Adults trying to get kids fed, kids trying to eat, adults trying to eat while the kids were eating, but it was fun! After lunch, Dave and Ted emptied the pool since the kids were all mostly changed in dry clothes.  It flooded a part of the lawn, there was so much water in the two play things.  The kids moved on to the sandbox, and I think Peyton thought the sand could go anywhere.  She was found in a separate pile away from the sandbox.  I ran over to save the sand, and showed them how to scoop it up (trying to make it fun) and bring it back.  Brandon helped her a bit.  We made several trips, and she said she wanted to do it, so I let her.  Later, a football game started up.  Brandon and Dominic, the 9 year old, were watching.  They seemed like they were chatting, and I wondered what they could be talking about.  Baseball?  World Cup? Girls?  I don’t know!  They both were without playmates – both were too old for the babies, and too young to play with the frisbee football and/or real football.  We watched them from the patio.  Peyton had had a second wind and wanted fruit.  After she was done, she just wanted her computer to “tune” out.  Dave had her, while rocking her.  She was sleepy, and we knew it.  She was very quiet.  Even with us.  Dave figured if he rocked her enough, she’d be asleep.  Suddenly, the other kids and adults invited the two boys into their game.   We were enjoying everyone’s company, but still keeping an eye on Brandon from the patio. One of the plays, he was on the sidelines watching the play that he was supposed to be in.  I was laughing that they made him go there so he wouldn’t stand around and get hurt.   I could tell it was near time for him to be done.  He was a little rough, as they made him rusher of the quarterback.  He would go in and try to attack the quarterback.  I even made the comment to Dave that he would be like the guy that had been fined over 4-5 times last year (Dave told me that was Rodney Harrison).  Just as I was saying that, the quarterback had had enough of Brandon’s antics, and was pushing him to the ground.  Being the stubborn guy that he is, he got back up and kept charging at the quarterback (all while the play had stopped).  Brandon’s never played football before (he can’t catch a ball, so that limits him somewhat), so I don’t know if he knows when to stop.  Clearly, he doesn’t in most other areas.  The quarterback had had enough, picked Brandon up into the air, and swung him over his shoulder, with his body hanging over his back, while his head was bent over his shoulder.  It just looked awkward.  After seeing this, Dave told me to go get him.  At first, I told Dave to get him, but figured it may be better if I went to get him.  Dave stayed behind with Peyton, while I went up to the game.  Brandon was on the ground with his head buried in his arm and knee, which was on the ground.  I could tell he was crying, and frustrated because he was getting no where with this guy.  I asked Brandon if he was alright.  The quarterback quickly answered for him that he was.  I shot back, “He’s crying,”  suddenly, sounding like an overprotective Momma Bear.  I’m all for tough love, but that was a bit ridiculous. Brandon doesn’t usually cry, unless there’s something really going on.  He’s usually laughing, even when he’s about to cry, he’ll try his hardest not to let people see him cry.  Even when he was crying today, he was hiding his face.  The quarterback looked at me, and said, “Trust me, he’ll be fine.”  He tried to talk to Brandon and tell him he was going to be on his team.  Then, Daddy Bear came up quickly behind me, grabbed Brandon and said, “Let’s go.”  I remember hearing some sort of expletive that started with F (in its gerund form), but I have no idea now what was said.  There was a brief exchange between he and the quarterback, and the next thing I remember was getting back to the patio, looking for Peyton, and getting our stuff to leave.  With all the drama, the conversations stopped.  He came out to apologize as we were getting Brandon strapped into the car.  Dave didn’t want to hear of it, and kept telling him it was not cool.  His excuse was that he was behind him, so he didn’t know Brandon was in pain or hurt.  I didn’t know you did wrestling moves on a 5 year old.  We are especially sensitive with it with Brandon because I could easily see how he could do that to one of his friends, thinking it’s okay.  Dave said he regretted having Brandon be in the mix, since he didn’t think it was a good idea; he was too young.  He was fine with him just watching from the sidelines.  Brandon was really spooked on the way back home.  He didn’t want his chocolate cake!  He kept telling us his spine hurt, and that his neck in the front and the back hurt.  He pointed specifically to his voicebox.  I was rehashing with Dave what he remembered seeing, and only then did I realize that he had come up behind me without Peyton.  I asked him, “What did you do with Peyton? What was she doing?”  If you recall, Peyton was the one who ended up going to urgent care last year because of the slammed finger in the door.  I was worried about a repeat performance, and reminded her to keep her fingers out of the door jamb.  Dave said he didn’t think about Peyton, and just left her where she was.  Luckily, she was sitting on the chair.  When I got to her to go, she kept asking me, “Why we leaving? What happened to brother?”  She continued to ask him in the car, “What happened to brother?”  She got over it after 5 minutes, as she fell asleep, but Brandon kept crying and whimpering the whole way home.  I asked him if he wanted to go to the doctor.  I told him there probably wouldn’t be any shots, but maybe if we just took him in to take a look.  He nodded.  I told Dave I’d rather have him looked at, just in case; Dave thought he’d be fine, but Brandon said he wanted to go in.  But he had to pee.  So when we got home, I took sleeping Peyton in, while Dave got Brandon to the potty, then they took off.  Julie, Michelle and Bonnie all sent concerned texts.  I was telling them that it wouldn’t have happened with any other dad/guy there.  Dave just thinks he couldn’t contain his anger (he’s a hockey guy…but not to judge hockey guys), and took it way too far.  We always tell Brandon to use his words.  Dave is keeping me updated as to their waiting time in the urgent care clinic.  BP is 106/67.  Pretty high for his age.  Showing stress!  I asked Dave to have them repeat it after he’s been seen.  Said interestingly enough that there was a chin cut that went in before him.  I told him to let them; I’ve been there, done that, and I would’ve preferred to go in urgently as well.  We’ll keep everyone posted when they return or if they give me more details.

Brandon was reading to me tonight, and we came across a “KN” word.  I asked him what the rule is when he sees a “KN”.  He said, “The K is silent.  Because the N gets strong.  And makes the K weak.”  Then I said, “Yes, it’s the silent K rule.”  I’m not sure if he was taught that at school or if he made up his own rule, but at least he understands how to read it.
I spent the entire day with Brandon at the water park.  We had two other kids. I was a little worried about having kids around water and being their chaperone, especially when 3 parents flaked last minute, leaving only 4 chaperones parents, with 3 teachers, for about 22 kids.  It turned out to be quiet fun.  I met another parent of Brandon’s classmates who also works at my work.  We were surprised each other worked there, and we formally introduced ourselves and realized we’ve worked together with mutual patients, and recognized each other by name.  I told her I know most people by name only, but have no idea what they look like, since most of our communication is by phone and/or online.  We couldn’t chat long, since I was constantly looking for me three kids.  Sure there were lifeguards there, but I came with three kids, and I wanted to come home with three kids.  I had two boys and one little girl.  She was teeny compared to the boys, and oh so different.  With the boys, I had to remind them to keep their hands to themselves.  With her, she’d come up to me and say, “Robyn, Vanessa and Kaitlyn won’t play with me.”  It caught me off guard.  I had heard, “Brandon’s mom (that’s what the boys call me), Brandon broke apart my blocks/hit my leg/fill in the blank.” I’m used to that. Because whatever Brandon usually does, the kids who complain end up playing with him in the next 2 minutes. But girl drama?  Nah-uh.  Is this what I have to look forward to with Peyton? Like Alexa, my preschool teacher friend, says, boys are way easier than girls. It’s easier to fix too much energy than deal with group dynamics and “feelings”.
Brandon totally zonked out on the bus ride back, as did I and the little girl in our group.  The other little boy continued to talk, and I really thought he was talking to Brandon when I woke up and realized Brandon was sleeping, too.  He was much more calm after taking his nap.
We met up with Peyton and Dave at Costco after Brandon and I showered up from our day.  We also headed home together when he told me the following:
Brandon: Joshua says he has a lot of money.  That he’s rich.  What’s rich?
Me: Rich is having a lot of money.  Money can’t buy happiness.
Brandon: But he was smiling.
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Yesterday, when I picked Brandon up, as we passed by the auditorium, “We had lunch in there today.”  I asked him why.  He said, “There was smoke in the hallway.  We had a firedrill.  There was LITERALLY (holding both hands up in the air) a FIRE.  Can you believe it?”  Funny that he says “literally” and it wasn’t the first time he’s used it, and appropriately so.

We were listening to the classical station on the way to Peyton’s school.  A new song came on, and Peyton said, “PIANO!”  She was correct.  It was.  I asked her if she wanted to learn.  She said she did.  Brandon said he didn’t want to learn piano or any other instrument. I told her she had to wait until she was 3.  Brandon said, “Well, I’m 5, so I could learn.”  I asked him again if he wanted to take lessons. He then declined.  I’ll just wait until Peyton grows up a bit, then she can start.  My mom said I was 4 when I started, but that means nothing, since I’m hardly a virtuoso.

My alarm was set for 7am this morning, since we didn’t have to be at Brandon’s school until 930am.  Peyton came in at 5am, and I sent her back.  She came back at 625am, which is her usual time to come in, so I picked her up and brought her up with me.  She fell back to sleep.  My alarm came on, but she didn’t wake up.  I couldn’t turn it off, since she was lying on my arm.  10 minutes or so passed, and Brandon came in.  He saw us asleep, but he squeezed my hand, like to see if I was alive.  I didn’t move; I ignored him, and he left.  He came back in 15 more minutes and squeezed my hand again.  Still ignored.  I could tell Peyton was waking up a bit by now, and she must have opened her eyes and he made her smile. At that point, I got up and wished him good morning.  The alarm was still on, so I asked Brandon to turn it off.  He said, “How do I turn it off?”  Peyton knew, and tried to tell him, “This, this one right der.  Right der. No that.  That one. No.”  Brandon was a bit more descriptive when he responded to her. “Peyton, this button right here?  On the left?”  Peyton said, “No. Over der.  No. That.”  Not very helpful.  He finally found the correct button, and the white noise stopped (it’s half-tuned to a radio station).  Peyton said, “Yes.  Right der.  Like that.”  She was no help at all, but if given the radio, she would know right where to turn it off.

Dave picked Peyton up and as soon as he saw her, she had peed in her pants.  First of the day. He said it was because she was excited to see him.  Sure.  Then after I got home, and Brandon and I were talking about Brandon’s day, she said, “Oh, I peed!”  So Dave went to However one needs to be stimulated to experience the influence of this medication. discount levitra no rx Many have practiced viagra 10mg 60mg anti-impotence with discount to beat erectile dysfunction. The inability to get viagra sample online it up or keep it up to perform intercourse with your partner. canada pharmacy viagra Absence of erection lacks the pleasure of a physical intimacy pleasurable for man and woman both. clean her up, while I finished up with the breakfast and lunch dishes.  I asked Dave for her report from school.  Here is what it said: Today was watermelon day!  Peyton told her friends “Only eat the red part, don’t eat the green.  It is not good for you.”  Here’s the video…GOOED = GOOD.

This week marked my 8th birthday at my job.  I can’t believe it’s been that long.  While it doesn’t mean any more money, vacation, or anything really, it’s just another year closer to having that be the case.  After the 9th birthday, you get more vacation.  After the 14th birthday, more money.  Given I’m not going to be going on any more maternity leaves, I’ve got to look forward to something at work.  Don’t get me wrong, I love what I do, and I can’t see myself doing anything else, anywhere else.  But it’s like after you reach a certain age in life.  Your perspective on things changes.  The first year goes by quickly, as you’re learning rapidly, and for me, I didn’t take any vacation, given we only had a limited number anyways.  Now, I’ve accumulated enough vacation, I’m not hoarding for maternity leave, and the job is such that I pay for it after being away too long, so it behooves me to not be away too long.  Yes, that’s work ethic kicking in.  Today, while sitting down with the boss, I’ve realized how far I’ve come.  I believe at least 4 expletives were uttered, and I wasn’t even phased.  We were just having a conversation.  Compare this to my very first evaluations, which I would hang on each word, and hope for the best, taking everything to heart because I had a lot to learn.  I’m saddened this year as one of my first work friends, Jennifer, is Kamagra or Kamagra jelly cipla viagra are good medicines to treat this erectile dysfunction. Don’t you agree? For further information visit us:- / If you can sample free cialis acupuncture4health.ca buy generic drugs only because these meds are cost effective compared to the traditional classes. Researches have shown that effects from the drug order cheap levitra discover content do not depend on how full of food one is or how much of alcohol taken. There are many factors which can discount pharmacy viagra causes erection problem. leaving for overseas.  I ran into a mutual friend who reminded me that Brandon will be losing one of his first playmates.  Yes, Jesselyn was one of Brandon’s first playmates, and then one of his first classmates.  We’ll see each other again, I’m sure, and maybe it’ll be over there!
P.S. as a testament to me not wanting to leave my job, I credit all the great people with whom I work.  Most of them read this blog, but still, it’s not just a plug.  It is really great to go to work knowing you genuinely get along with the people there.  Like this past Tuesday, when a manager, who is not my own, put me in one of the clinics unbeknownst to me (I had been out all week on vacation, and too busy to check the schedule when I returned on Monday), and my friends were fighting over who was going to be the bearer of bad news, at 9am, when I normally start there a little after 8am.  I had already been into my full swing for about 45 minutes, doing something else, when I got the call.  And then checked my phone for the text.  Poor OS sounded so scared to inform me I was now about an hour late for my job.  Said friends also helped me out during my morning transition to keep my head above water.  We do manage to make things fun, and extracurricular activities don’t hurt, either 🙂  Bring on the ribs….

When I ask Peyton what her name is, she responds, “Pay-en.”  There is no “T” sound.  It’s like British Cockney or something.  Brandon also says it like this, which is why Peyton probably picked this up.  Even Brandon’s teacher calls her that, since this is what she hears from Brandon all day long.  We don’t correct her.  I had a problem saying my name when I was little.  It was just “Ob-in.”  No R.  I figured it out eventually, so, too, will she.
Peyton has also developed this rude habit of answering a question with, “Huh?”  It should be, “Excuse me, what did you say?”  But I think it’s my fault, since I tell her, “What do you think of this, huh?”  So she’s picked up the “huh”.  Oops.

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After I got back from the gym, I was downstairs with Dave watching TV.  Suddenly, we heard, “I want a bagel, Mommeee!” It was so clear!   Peyton was crying out for food!  It was so sad to hear her whining…for food.  Then she cried again and said, “I can-to-not-to.”  That means “Can’t” but she just drags it out.  We don’t know what she couldn’t do, in her dream.

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