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A round-up

Posted on 2014.06.16 at 18:59
Ace:
Has an emergent personality. She is passionate about sitting in chairs:

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All chairs, really, not just the toddler barrel rocking chair. I just wanted a photo montage of Ace sitting in that one chair.

She is also passionate about the Itsy-Bitsy Spider.  She will do it along with you, sort of. Her siblings are passionate about the "The Poopy-Poopsy Diaper (Fell off the Baby's Butt)" which I made the mistake of improvising.

Also Hawaii has four teeth coming in, all at once, all in the top row:

June 15, 2014 (30)

and she can point to her eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and belly, upon being asked to do so.

Pokey:
Explainer of all things.

"Did you know the only thing that can land on a roof is a bird?"
"Did you know that water turns germs into water?"
"Dragon flies are our friends. They don't want to bite us. That's why they have long legs."

"This is a baby branch:..

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...It will become a new tree when it gets bigger."

Pokey was naked at story time, and we read the book version of "If You're Happy And You Know It", which is more animal themed than the regular song: in different verses, you stomp your hooves, give a roar, etc. When we got to "If you're happy and you know it, wave your trunk",  Hokey Pokey obligingly wiggled his toddler penis this a-way and that a-way. It was pretty great.

Hawaii:
Jammies picked her up at daycare, and Hawaii said "Do you know what my necklace says?"

June 15, 2014 (29)

"It says F...A...R....T!"

Jammies was amused. The teacher was caught flatfooted, "She...she did it on her own. I only saw it just now."

She also was diagnosed with four cavities at her dentist appointment. If you're keeping score at home, this is cavities numbers 5 through 8. Some enamel development failed to happen in utero, or around birth.

They told us to get her flossing. At first I balked. What I then realized is that five year olds really don't have many teeth, total. It's nowhere near the task of flossing one's adult teeth. Here she goes, with her hand mirror:

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Heebie, that photo is hard to discern.

Jammies:
Played in a hockey tournament this weekend, which I failed to document. But I did document the game room downstairs. What's that stuffed toy in the claw-grab game?

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It's the racist shitheads from Duck Dynasty. That seems questionable.

Hawaii and Ace play on the Dance Dance Revolution machine:

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Happy Father's Day, Jammies!

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The house:
We have a garden window!

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While I love the garden window, it didn't exactly take nine days to install. But nine days have elapsed. While living in our NYC style apartment has its charms, I wouldn't mind if we were minimizing our stay.

My butt:
This is embarrassing and TMI. You may remember that I get monstrously stopped up during pregnancy. It's always an internal struggle (HA) between my desire to complain and reap sympathy vs. my embarrassment about my broken butt. There was a month when I was very pregnant with Ace, where I wept, walking around, and it's all very embarrassing to explain the details of what made it weepingly painful. I was prescribed topical steroids, but they were only effective for seven days at a time. Post-Ace's birth, I had three out-patient procedures to correct some of the most dire of consequences. It's been a big problem.

I get asked for my recommendation on pregnancy books. (This is connected to the prior paragraph.) Since I have no go-to recommendation, when I came across The Panic-Free Pregnancy, I bought it to skim and potentially be able to recommend it to the newly pregnant.

I flipped to the section on common complaints, and looked up Constipation. The book said "Stop taking those fucking over-prescribed prenatals, for one."  (Maybe I'm paraphrasing.) "Look, a folic acid deficiency is dangerous in the first trimester, but you're fine.  Everyone over-emphasizes them out of inertia and laziness and inclination to feel virtuous. They have side-effects, and stop taking them at once if you're stopped up. Especially if you're past the first trimester."  I assume there's iron in there, but I never made the connection before.

So I did, and also bought some Super Colon Blow cereal. Wonders.

Three horrible pregnancies with real, awful symptoms, and no one said "Quit the prenatals." No one in any pregnancy forum or anything.  ARRRRGGH.

(As a side-benefit, my weight gain has slowed noticeably. That would be nice to not gain extra weight, like always.)

Comments:


parodie
parodie at 2014-06-17 09:38 (UTC) (Link)
Your kids are super cute. Always, of course, but it's worth mentioning.
The garden window looks really nice. I can't imagine being in a small space and responsible for 3 (+) children. You are amazingly zen. I think the meditation is paying off. :)
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2014-06-17 15:09 (UTC) (Link)
Well, that and packing them off to daycare every day! It makes all the difference in the world when I've got some silence for a long, meaningful stretch.
lolliejean
lolliejean at 2014-06-17 16:55 (UTC) (Link)
FART! hahaha! Hawaii is awesome. As are Ace and Pokey.

Back at the dawn of time when I was pregnant I too had the constipation issue and it was due to those prenatal vitamins. I quit them. Problem solved. Healthy baby who is now 40. Gawd.
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2014-06-21 22:22 (UTC) (Link)
I was pretty pleased with her! FART. Even though that word drives me a teeny bit crazy.

Those fucking prenatal vitamins. It seems like they're on some sort of ridiculous pedestal and no one will entertain the idea that they might have side effects. I am d.o.n.e. and happy.
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