Monday, September 8, 2008

Why I Can Never Go to the Bathroom Again



Two Saturdays ago, Jeff was working and I was alone with the children. I snuck away for a very necessary brief moment of privacy and was gone approximately 35 seconds when Jude pushed the door open and said "Mom, can you make me a new sandwich?"
"Sure, honey," I replied, nearly weeping with joy that Jude actually finished his whole sandwich. "In a minute." Jude turned to leave. "Oh, Mom, I left it on the floor and Sully ate it."

Now Sully has had crackers so I didn't worry about it until I realized that Jude's sandwich also had peanut butter on it. Peanut butter! I ran into the living room and began following Sullivan around as he crawled around the living room, watching his face, looking into his eyes for any reaction. He just smiled at me. Well, I guess he isn't allergic to peanuts. One less thing for me to worry about.

Sometimes when I steal away for a moment, I return to the living room to find Jude being sweet, sharing a grape popsicle with his brother, Sully's tongue and face stained purple. I watched from the doorway, amazed. They're really quite beautiful together playing, sharing. Jude actually shares with Sully. I love that.

What I love much less is walking out of the bathroom to find Sully purple. Not purple from a popsicle, but purple from lack of oxygen. It is horrible. Sullivan holds his breath when he gets upset (or angry or really tired). It is awful to witness. He will hold his breath until he passes out. Last Saturday, Sully did it four times in one day. Four times he stopped breathing long enough to pass out, falling limp, eyes rolling into his head and then he started breathing again. The doctor says that it isn't uncommon for babies to do this and apparently there is a genetic component; my brother, Ryan, did it and my Uncle Dennis did it. Of course, Ryan was 14 when he did it (no, seriously, Mom assured me that he outgrew it before he started school. High school). Still, no mom should have to see a purple child, feel a lifeless body cradled in her arms.

Movie Review of a Movie You've Already Seen or Never Plan to See: Clerks. After all, there's nothing more exhilarating than pointing out the shortcomings of others.

Song of the Day: "Whole Wide World" by Wreckless Eric.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Welcome to Casa Chaos



Well, the news is that there is no news.

This blog is just an excuse to show the mass destruction that two wee beings can cause.

Song of the day: Well, I am tempted to go with "Engine Driver" again because I am still going through a Decembrists thing, but I'll go with "Karma Police" by Radiohead because that is stuck in my head right now.