Junk Drawer

I am clearing out and organizing all of my junk drawers today. I have a few...
There is so much stuff that I have no clue what most of the stuff is or where it came from. Like a little baggie of tiny screws. If I saved them, they must go to something, but what? Or I will find some little do-dad that I am sure I thought I would put into a scrapbook, someday. Lots of electrical outlet plugs. Lipstick that I never wear. Cooper's sonogram printouts. How sad!!
Must get to work on the junk drawers that have taken over!!!

Shhh!!!

Apparently, Jackson is a bit of a chatter-box ( gasp! ) at preschool...
I was bringing pull-ups for him for nap time, until his teacher said he never slept anyway. I'll take that opportunity to save some cash! She also mentioned that she has a hard time getting him to stop "socializing" during nap time to the point where he is waking up the kids who do fall asleep. I told her I would bring his favorite book for him and he could look at it quietly ( that's what he does at home with it anyway ), otherwise feel free to put him in time out in the hall!!
I have a feeling that these little things will be so telling in his high school years...

Smooshed

I ran over Jackson's tricycle. Not the whole thing, just one of the back wheels. It could be straightened out... We- and by we I mean Santa Claus- were going to get him a little beginner bike for Christmas, but the ol' parental guilt trip is in full swing. Actually- Jason is giving me a harder time than Jackson.

Jackson: "Mooooooooooommmmmeeeeeeeee! You ran over my tritictle! That was not nice!!"
Mommy: "It was an accident honey, and I'm really sorry..."
Jason: "Didn't you see it?? I guess we can go look at the Spiderman one he likes."
Mommy: "Well, I think Santa had that in the budget closer to December, dear..."
Jackson: "Santa is coming right now!!!"

~exit Jackson stage left to write a revised Santa letter~

14 hours...

That's how long Cooper was up yesterday. Not one minute of sleep in that 14 hours... Just crying, screaming, whining, and fussing. So he has a mild ear infection, two HUGE bumps that you can see his top teeth through, and hadn't pooed in a couple of days. Stopping by the store to get the good old liquid gold formula, motrin, and oragel. I want my sweet baby back!!!

Test results

Good news and not so good news.
The good news is that Cooper is NOT allergic to eggs, which means he can for sure have any vaccine that was cultured in egg. The not so great, but certainly not bad news, is that he IS "moderate to severly" allergic to milk. I will have to discuss which end of the spectrum he is closer to with his Dr at his 9 month appt. to figure out what exactly that means...
For now we have been trying a little bit of a formula that is halfway between hypoallergenic and normal milk based formula. Middle of the road so to speak. SO FAR he has been doing okay, but with the bonus of teething and a cold he has been SO grumpy. It is hard to tell if the new formula is part of the grumpiness...He is so grumpy he is even scaring Jackson!

Happy Eight Months!!

Cooper's Accomplishments:

* rolling over ALL THE TIME especially when he is SUPPOSED to be sleeping...
* sitting up

* pulling up
* getting on hands and knees and rocking
* eating small finger foods, especially PUFFS
* shaking his head "NO NO NO"
* throwing full blown temper tantrums, usually over food
* got his second tooth
* jumps in his "Johnny Jump Up" like a maniac
* has Daddy wrapped around his finger

Rough Morning!

After dropping Jackson off at preschool, I had to take Cooper into the Dr's lab to have blood drawn to test for some allergies. I wasn't really sure how that would go, and asked Grandma Schiller ( "Ma" ) to go for help. Okay mostly so I wouldn't cry. They had a hard time finding a vein under all his chubbiness and had to keep poking around. They still didn't get anything so we had to start all over on the other arm. They did finally get it going, but by this time Cooper was beside himself and crying so hard he was shaking. At least he was sitting in my lap turned away from me so that he didn't think I was the meanie! We came home to a warm bottle and lots of rocking. He is totally crashed right now with his little Bugs Bunny bandaids falling off.
Next week we should get some results, so it will be worth it...fingers crossed!