We're taking Katherine to have her second scope tomorrow. The first one was about 10 months ago. Not looking forward to this at all and hoping it is not something we will 'get used to'.
Reminding myself tonight that there are alot, alot, worse things to worry about. My mantra of this last year: We'll take food allergies, we'll take food allergies, thank you for food allergies.
But still, my poor unsuspecting child. Blecht. Never fun to see them confused and scared.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Irregular blogger
As a part of my quarterly blogging plan (tongue firmly in cheek) I thought I'd get something down here tonight as I actually do want to remember it. It is a cute scene from my kitchen last night that I've already re-told a few times today and truly had that feel-good moment of "Oh I want to always remember this..."
I was cleaning up the after-dinner kitchen mess and Margaret was flitting around asking me for the millionth time if we were going to have time for Blokus, her current favorite game, before bed. I replied that I wasn't sure because I still had to clean the kitchen. Her response was to offer to help me. I'm never one to turn this down. I set her to work putting the leftovers in the pots/pans into various containers for the fridge. She has done this before and enjoys the task, especially the scooping and then later the matching of tops to containers. She was done with all but one small 1 cup square container when she told me she couldn't find the top for that one. I figured it was in the play kitchen in Katherine's room and told her to use aluminum foil to cover it. To my knowledge she'd never used aluminum foil. I turn back to my scrubbing at the sink while she's at it.
"There, Mommy. I did it."
Yep, she has. The dish was about 4 inches wide (square, remember) and she had managed to get a piece of foil that is approx 3.95 inches wide (by 12 inches, or whatever the length of the foil box is). So it wraps nicely on two sides but just barely hits the edges on the other two sides (though she did have it nicely centered, my sweet OCD child.) So I gently suggest that we'd like it to overlap on all 4 sides a bit. I assume she will take that off and start over tearing a larger piece, and even go so far as to hint at that solution.
"How's that, Mommy?"
I turn back to her to see that she has gotten another 3.5 inch wide piece and put it perpendicular to the original one, which is still there. I loved it. I was giddy with her problem solving flair. I just love watching her little brain grow.
And for the record we did find time for Blokus, though she got to bed about 30 min late.
I was cleaning up the after-dinner kitchen mess and Margaret was flitting around asking me for the millionth time if we were going to have time for Blokus, her current favorite game, before bed. I replied that I wasn't sure because I still had to clean the kitchen. Her response was to offer to help me. I'm never one to turn this down. I set her to work putting the leftovers in the pots/pans into various containers for the fridge. She has done this before and enjoys the task, especially the scooping and then later the matching of tops to containers. She was done with all but one small 1 cup square container when she told me she couldn't find the top for that one. I figured it was in the play kitchen in Katherine's room and told her to use aluminum foil to cover it. To my knowledge she'd never used aluminum foil. I turn back to my scrubbing at the sink while she's at it.
"There, Mommy. I did it."
Yep, she has. The dish was about 4 inches wide (square, remember) and she had managed to get a piece of foil that is approx 3.95 inches wide (by 12 inches, or whatever the length of the foil box is). So it wraps nicely on two sides but just barely hits the edges on the other two sides (though she did have it nicely centered, my sweet OCD child.) So I gently suggest that we'd like it to overlap on all 4 sides a bit. I assume she will take that off and start over tearing a larger piece, and even go so far as to hint at that solution.
"How's that, Mommy?"
I turn back to her to see that she has gotten another 3.5 inch wide piece and put it perpendicular to the original one, which is still there. I loved it. I was giddy with her problem solving flair. I just love watching her little brain grow.
And for the record we did find time for Blokus, though she got to bed about 30 min late.
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