First Time at Charlotte at Play

Tyler and I went to Charlotte at Play for the first time today. I thought it was such a great place and Tyler did also. I think his favorite stations were the painting station (although he refused to wear the smock so paint got all over his clothes and shoes) and the car station. It's cute that the car station is set up like a mini race track. This is a place we will surely go back to. I like that it is in the Pineville area as opposed to going Uptown.

BounceU

BounceU, located in North Charlotte had their grand opening today. Thanks to Megan for telling the club about it. This place is FUN! I highly recommend it. I played camera girl while Rick went into the inflatables with Tyler. I don't know who had more fun, Rick or Tyler. My favorite photo is the one of Tyler's derriere! The admission was free and there was even free pizza and soda!

Tyler and his ABC's

Tyler likes anything that has to do with letters of the alphabet and knows all 26 letters. He also knows colors and shapes. He's known the alphabet for quite a while and some colors. More recently, he's been able to recognize most colors and shapes. This is him reciting the ABC's while looking and pointing at his alphabet place mat. He also enjoys repeating "purple" or "orange" over and over.

Yogurt: Food or Hair Conditioner?

I turn my back for one moment and this is what happened. Click on photo to see the full effect. hee hee.

A Special Moment in the Cheese Aisle

Tyler and I went to the store this morning. He was sitting in the cart and we were going down the cheese aisle. I sneezed and he said, "Bless you." It made me smile because that was the first time he said that; it caught me off guard. It made my heart warm. :-) One of the best parts of being a mom is getting a total surprise of glee when you're doing something as ordinary as grocery shopping.

Don't Sweat the Small Stuff

"Don't sweat the small stuff" is easier said than done sometimes. When a bunch of small stuff happens over a short period of time, it adds up to a big ache in my st0mach. Over the past two days my patience has been tested because my time has been wasted by other people. This is probably my biggest pet peeve...people wasting my time when there is nothing I can do about it. I truly don't want to turn this blog entry into a @#$%^ session; I just need to vent a little. Don't worry, I'll spare you most of the details.

My time was really wasted at the OB's office today. I went in for a consultation about what the next step is in trying to prevent miscarriages. The doctor was running a whole hour behind but when I signed in and specifically asked, "Is the doctor running on time or is there time for me to run an errand that will take 15 minutes?" I was told, "He should be running on time."This is what gets me, I anticipated that the doctor may be running late and I tried to make the most of my time, which is VERY precious to me, by asking if I could sign in and come back if I was going to wait anyway! I waited an hour. I was angry. All I wanted to do was drop off the backpacks for the Service Project at a location that was only a short distance away.

On top of that, the doctor didn't tell me anything that I didn't know already and could have been told over the phone (it would have taken less than 5 minutes). Megan, if you're reading this, you explained what the next steps would be better than the doctor did so I think I should give you my co-pay of $25!

The icing on the cake is that the doctor said that I had been pregnant with a boy when I miscarried back in November. (He would have been due on July 4th.) They know this because they did a chromosomal test. I know that the doctor didn't do anything wrong per se' but I just really was not prepared to hear that, the way he rattled it off, like it was my blood type or something. I really try to give doctors the benefit of the doubt, try to look at things from their perspective, but that is starting to fade.

Thanks to Karen R. for watching Tyler while I went to the doctor and dropped off the backpacks.

Clothes, Clothes, Clothes

This morning Tyler and I were up in his room so that he could play. I started going through his clothes to weed out what is getting too small and incorporated clothes that will soon fit. I love going through the clothes. I have fond memories of "playing" with his clothes before he was born. I was, and still am, like a little girl playing with her doll's clothes. Can you relate to this? This reminds me that he is getting bigger and bigger. It is bittersweet. My baby boy is almost 3. The good thing about him being petite is that I get to enjoy the 'smallness' a little longer; some babies and toddlers grow so quickly. I like having a little peanut. Besides, we get more use out of the clothes. hee hee.