Kids Say....

Oh Ben.  He is full of cuteness and funny things.  He says the best things!  And his expressions...so good.  Trying to capture them in picture or movie just doesn't work.  But they are awesome.  He gets so wide eyed and excited and when he speaks with the excitement his voice is so high pitched and funny.  Awesome.

And Isaac too.  He cracks me up with what he says.  He too can express excitement really well.  It makes me wish I was could get that excited about the little things like they do.  I mean, I try to match their excitement and enjoy it with them, but it's not like it's as genuine as truly BEING that excited about something.  I learn a lot from these boys.

But, enough description, on to the anecdotes!

Ben has been starting many of his sentences with "actually."  "Actually mom, my like you."   "Actually, my have an idea.  My idea is go on a walk."  But the best part about it is how he says it.  Act-u-ally.

Sometimes when I ask Isaac to do something and he's slow to respond Ben will jump in with "my do it!"  And then he'll run off with a "Super Ben to the rescue!"  We hear "super Ben to the rescue often.  Not just when he's being helpful.  It's adorable.

I was telling the boys that when they grow up and move away I would probably just sit around all day and look at pictures of them as cute little kids and miss them.  Isaac told me "I'll have cute kids and you can take them."  I chuckled and asked if he'd miss them too much to let me have them.  He said "no, just for a visit."  It was super funny and adorable.  He also told me the other day that he was going to marry me again.  I kind of love that.

Isaac started saying "don't worry about it" when I would tell him no or other things.  I know he picked it up from me.  I tell him "don't worry about it, I'll take care of it" all the time.  Well, Ben has also started saying it.  And it really does sound so cute coming out of his mouth.  "Don't worry bout it."

Oh I love these little cuties!  They've been so cute playing together the past few days.  It's been a pleasant relief after the constant refereeing I've had to do the past few weeks.  Sheesh.  I'll appreciate this cycle before we hit the harder times again.  Cute kiddos.  I need to stop and appreciate them and spend time playing with them before this baby comes.

And speaking of which, we are down to 5 weeks to due date.  Holy moly...where did that go!  I'm pretty certain none of us are ready for the newborn fog to descend upon us.  But I am sure excited to meet this little girl.  I can't wait to hold her and snuggle her and do pink things and bows and flowers.  Ah...so fun!

A Heart Attack

Yesterday was a big day for a couple of reasons.

1.  Isaac started swimming lessons for the first time.  His report was that he loved it.  His favorite part was splashing.  And, his teacher told him he is wild.  He totally was and is.  As evident by number two on the list.

2.  We had our first accident related ER visit.  Ben was so cute yesterday morning and during breakfast said "mommy, my have an idea."  Turns out he had several ideas beginning with "we should take a walk on my bike."  And that we should go to the splash pad, read books, and take Isaac to swimming.  He charted out the day for us all.  So after swimming and lunch we strapped on the helmets and headed for the cul-de-sac near our house for some bike riding.

Isaac loves to see how fast he can turn circles.  Problem is, he hasn't quite figured out that turning circles sometimes causes him to hit his peddle into the ground.  He's had a few close calls with falling while doing that but yesterday he managed to take a really good dig.  Problem again was that he took it mostly to the head.  It truly was the scariest thing I've witnessed as a parent.  I quickly ran to him from my shady spot on the sidewalk.  He was crying and was having a hard time telling me what hurt.  He said his head hurt but wouldn't stand up.  I couldn't figure out if he'd hurt a limb or what.  I finally got him standing but he was shaky.  His poor little head hit so hard and then bounced a couple times.  Not good.

I was asking him questions on the way home trying to assess things and that just made him cry even harder and he told me it was making it worse.  We made it home and then I could really tell something was up.  He looked at the stairs, where earlier that morning the workers installing our windows had covered the carpet with plastic protector, and said "oh they covered the stairs."  He was acting like he hadn't watched them do it and had no memory of it.  So then I started asking if he could remember other things about the morning, like swimming lessons.  Not so much.  And he looked so scared that he couldn't remember.  It was sad and scary.

So I called Jacob and told him he needed to bring the van back.  He had taken it to work in the afternoon so he could fill it up for with gas for me.  That's nice of him.  I then also called the nurse at our Dr's office who said we should go to the ER.  Jacob came home and stayed with Ben and I headed to the ER with Isaac.

While we were in the waiting room he sort of flipped a switch from sad, tired, sitting calmly, Isaac back to his regular self.  He started playing with toys and having a little more inflection in his speech and seemed to be remembering things about the morning again.

The Dr said he was probably fine.  They told us all the usual things to look for in a head injury and sent us on our way.  Isaac has complained on and off today of a headache but aside from that seems to be his usual self.

All in all it was probably more traumatic for me than for him.  He still doesn't really remember falling.  I on the other hand, have a very vivid picture of his little body hitting the ground.  So glad he was okay, and so glad Jacob has a flexible job.

I do have a feeling this is the first of many accidents requiring ER services in our family's future.  I can't seem to calm my two monkey boys.

I guess the swim teacher was absolutely right.  He is wild.