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Tommy at Six

While Derek took Tommy to Disney California Adventure to visit Cars Land yesterday, my job was to come up with this update on our six year old! carsland

It’s fun to have a six year old in the house.  One of the nicest things about Tommy is his enthusiasm for little things–his eyes get big and he cracks a huge smile when I tell him he’s going to get a treat like video chatting with his grandparents or going on a boys-only date with Daddy or getting dessert.  He’s been so genuinely thrilled as birthday presents have trickled in this week!

He’s such a great helper with his younger sisters.  During our horrible doctor’s office trip on Monday, he patiently read three insipid Disney princess books back-to-back to Elizabeth in the waiting room while I occupied Susanna.  He is so proud of being able to buckle and unbuckle his sisters’ carseats, and he will usually hold someone’s hand when I need help getting them across a parking lot.

This kid thrives on predictable routines and advance notice (have I mentioned how similar we are?!).  Our first year out here was such a struggle with extreme shyness in the church nursery, playground, and every social setting, but now that he recognizes the other kids at church and Bible study, he does just fine.  It’s been a huge answer to prayer to have him finally make a “best buddy” this year–he and Jonah (another 6 year old homeschooler) are inseparable at CBS (and the park days we do with several other homeschool families afterwards), and I think it’s given Tommy real confidence in bigger social situations, even without Jonah around.  Having been painfully shy myself (and changed schools, though not hometowns, several times in the early years), I know how much it can help your confidence to know that someone likes you as much as you like them.  We just signed him up for a couple homeschool enrichment classes through the local Parks and Rec department, and though Tommy didn’t know anyone, he jumped into Sports Class and Science Adventures right away.  I really hemmed and hawed about committing to five weeks of something right before the baby comes, but he loves it!  He’s looking forward to starting real soccer in the fall, especially with the cool new soccer gear he got for his birthday!

While he can be gentle and sweet with me or his sisters, Tommy still is all boy.  He likes to wrestle and sword fight with sticks, climb trees, and race his bike around the culdesac.  He really needs a brother to rough up with on a regular basis–I’m trying to balance the girls’ willingness to be rough and tumble with the need to teach Tommy basic standards like “We do not hit girls.”

School time in general is so easy.  It was really tough for me to have the energy to work with him in the afternoons during my first trimester, and it’s been a bit harder again now that my sleep is so disrupted, but he and I both love the one-on-one time together.  I’m glad we’ve persevered with Bible memory/recitation, because I think it’s going to help his public speaking skills.  In the fall, he really resisted my corrections when he did things like talking while inhaling or trailing off into mutters.  Now, he insists every day on reviewing the previous verses of Mark 3 or reviewing Mark 1 or 2, and he’s so much better at enunciation and volume.  He really gets a kick out of how much he has memorized!  He enjoys math and phonics, but he told me today that missions and geography is his favorite subject right now because he is learning about Uganda.  Having a world map up on the wall above the table means that we discuss geography all the time, too.  It’s fun to see him getting into nonfiction books (though he still loves picture books and chapter books like Narnia, Boxcar Children, Farmer Boy, and My Father’s Dragon).  Last week, he pulled out his solar powered car and wired it up with his snap circuits set and showed his sister and me how the sun can produce electricity.  It’s amazing how much he learns through play.

At his 6 year check-up today, Dr. Antall told us everything looked good, and Tommy’s infected ear is almost completely clear.  If we still have nightly bedwetting when the baby is sleeping through the night this summer/fall, we’ll probably try one of the alarm systems to train Tommy to wake up and go.  Tommy is 51 lbs and 46.25 inches, both around 75th percentile.  It’s always good to get a good report!

Susanna at 22 Months

Susie is getting more vocal and grown-up every day.  Daddy has been teaching her to count to four or five, she loves identifying body parts, and she’ll sit and read Gyo Fujikawa books forever if I just take the time to sit down with her and do it.  She is trying to pedal the big kid trikes.  She loves playing dolly with Sister–thank goodness they each have their own!  She tells me the second she’s wet or poopy, and she insists on sitting on the training potty between every diaper change, but she has yet to have any success.  I don’t really want to potty train her yet, anyway.  She wants to be with me every waking moment, and she’ll stand outside the bathroom door, screaming, while I take a shower.  She’s very opinionated about her clothing, preferring anything with pockets.  Since acquiring a pillow a few weeks ago, she’s been going down for bed without complaint most of the time–she loves being a big kid!

Favorite phrases:

“Lionel-blanky” (her stuffed animal and blanket, which accompany her everywhere)

“purple one” (which doesn’t have anything to do with the color purple; it just generally designates which of something she wants)

“Bow, bow, bow!” (which means hair band)

“Night-night” (she goes around and gives everyone goodnight hugs and kisses)

“Holy!” (which means my ipod, which I have docked in her room these days to play Hymns for a Kid’s Heart–the first of which is “Holy, Holy, Holy”–when she goes down for naps/bed)

Favorite position (not everything Sister teaches her to do is ideal…):

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Monday was one of those days that I’d like to forget, except that if I record it here, it might help me have perspective next time I think I’m having a Jonah day.

Shortly after completing Tommy’s birthday post Sunday night, I checked on the kids (all sleeping peacefully), took an Ambien (because I hadn’t been sleeping peacefully while Derek was gone), and went to bed.  Really painful contractions kept me awake for awhile, but as I finally drifted off at 11:45, I heard Tommy start crying out for me.  When I dragged myself out of bed to check on him, he was thrashing around and crying deliriously that his throat hurt.  I tried to give him tylenol, but he just spit it out.  I woke up Derek and had him help me force something down Tommy, but by this point, Elizabeth was wide awake and Tommy was more vocal than ever–and had wet the bed.  (I was feeling the full effects of my sleeping pill and literally stumbled around like a drunk, toppling into things.)  Derek and I took turns trying to calm him down until 3 am or so.  At 7 am, Elizabeth (who had been moved into Susie’s room in the midst of the chaos) cheerily informed me that Susie was awake and poopy and wanted to get out of bed.  I tried to keep my chipper girls quiet until Tommy woke up at 9, feeling just as bad and having wet the bed again.  I was pretty sure he had an ear infection after talking to the night nurse in the 2-3 am hour, but our pediatrician’s office couldn’t get him in until 4:15 pm.

In the afternoon, I anticipated a quick trip to the doctor and piled all the kids in the car without drinks or snacks, intending to come home and make dinner.  We waited over 20 minutes past our appointment time in the barren exam room, then the doctor came in and diagnosed Tommy with an ear infection, sinus infection, and borderline bronchitis.  Definitely not just a cold.  She prescribed antibiotics and ear numbing drops, and I asked her to send the order over to the nearby Walgreens because they had a drivethrough.  She agreed that with three kids and constant Braxton-Hicks contractions, I didn’t need to get out and go into a drugstore!  In drivethrough line, I got stuck behind two slow cars with two cars behind me so I couldn’t just pull out and go in.  When we finally got up to the window 20 minutes later, they had no record of Tommy’s prescription.  I tried to call the doctor’s office, but it was after 5, so they were no longer answering the phones.  I pulled out of line, drove back over to the doctor, piled the kids out, came in and waited behind two other sick families, and asked about the prescription.  The receptionist said that it had all gone through–to the CVS by our house.  I told her that I’d asked for it to be sent to Walgreens, but before I could say that I’d just go to CVS, she was gone (for 10 minutes!) to ask the doctor to switch it.  I tried my best to keep the kids away from the other sick kids in the waiting room, then I piled them back into the car, drove back to Walgreens, and went inside this time.

When I said Tommy’s name, the Walgreens pharmacist said, “Oh yeah, we were just looking for that one.  It’s not here.”  I explained that it had been sent to the wrong place and should be in the system now.  When she looked it up, she announced that they were out of stock on the antibiotic.  But she knew that the Ralphs pharmacy across the street had it.  I just looked at her, pictured taking the kids back over to the pediatricians’ to get the doctor to call it to a THIRD pharmacy, and burst into tears.  I felt so stupid and told the pharmacist, “I’m so sorry–this is totally not your fault, I just didn’t sleep last night, my husband is working late, I just want to get my son his medicine and get home!”  She was really sweet and told me not to stress or my new baby would come too soon (!).  She said she could transfer the prescription over for me, but she’d fill the one they had in stock.  After taking my insurance card, though, she came back and told me insurance had rejected it because they said I’d already had it filled somewhere else.  I said I’d just pay for it out of pocket, but she said that a) the ear drops cost $110 before insurance and b) Ralphs was going to have the same problem with my other prescription.  I think she could tell I was going to lose it at that point, so she said she’d call my insurance and find out for sure which pharmacy had filled the prescription.  I bought the kids a bag of pretzels, since it was past the dinner hour by now, and waited for her to find out that it was indeed at the CVS by our house.

By now we were in the midst of rush hour traffic as we drove home, and we pulled into CVS just after 6.  Everyone must have been just off work, because there were five people in line ahead of us at the pharmacy counter.  As I stood there and tried to keep the kids away from the candy displays, I wished at least one person had looked at this bedraggled pregnant woman with three small children and offered to let me go ahead of them…why does that only happen when we’re not running behind and missing a meal?  Anyway, after repeated delays, we finally got up to the counter–and the guy could only find one of our prescriptions.  He had me pay and told me the pharmacist would fill my other one if I’d just step to the side and wait.  Why would they both be ready?  The pharmacist finally came out and delivered the precious antibiotics.  Did I have any questions?  No.  I just wanted to get the heck home.

We walked next door to pick up Subway for dinner and finally made it home at 6:45–three hours for a “quick trip out.”  As Tommy commented, “Mommy, this wasn’t our best day.”

On the plus side (proof that God exists and cares about me), the kids did really well, considering.  No one had a screaming temper tantrum (they’d gotten that out of their systems earlier in the day), and I stayed on my feet without passing out.  Susie did not poop in her cloth diaper, and remarkably, neither of the big kids had to go potty the whole time.

You know what?  Crying in public is exhausting as well as embarassing.  And I’m not going to take another sleeping pill until I’m fairly sure I won’t be up through the night with a sick child…

Happy 6th Birthday, Tommy!

We started the day with the Muller family tradition of breakfast in bed (Cars-shaped pancakes, thanks to Robert and Hannah!)…

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…followed by presents (including a book for every year of life, of course)…

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One sister was excited for him.  The other one didn’t understand why SHE wasn’t getting presents…

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Tommy couldn’t believe that he got new legos from Nona AND Uncle Matthew!  What a lucky boy!

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Good thing he got another lego storage bin to hold his treasures!

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Tommy spent the afternoon enjoying his new presents.  After a dinner prep disaster, we decided to go to California Pizza Kitchen instead.  We ended the day with much-anticipated car-shaped cakes!

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Snow Boots

My girls have long considered snow boots to be a warm weather accessory.  Here’s Susie’s spin on the concept, perfect for this afternoon’s 80 degree weather.

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We’ve been having days of fun with this big cardboard box.  It’s been a space shuttle, bed, car, laundry basket, and probably some other things I missed!  The kids have enjoyed it so much that they haven’t even asked about the birthday presents that came inside of it…

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Duplo Town

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Gravity Infection

Elizabeth has been having a lot of accidents lately, and since she’d been day- and night- potty trained for well over a year, I took her in to the doctor a couple weeks ago to make sure she didn’t have a bladder infection or something else that we needed to address.  (She didn’t.)  Apparently Tommy has his own spin on the situation, according to a phone conversation with my mom last night in which he informed Grandma that Lizzie had a “gravity infection.”  When Grandma asked what that meant, he explained that gravity comes from the core of the earth, so it makes it harder to move your legs and run to the bathroom in time.  It also pulls the pee out of you faster.

There you go–a perfectly logical explanation for potty accidents.

Q’s New Helmet

Since Susie Q has gotten way more interested in bikes and scooters, I realized it was high time I got her her own helmet instead of having her borrow her sister’s.  It was too cold and late to try it out outside last night, so the big kids helped her try out her new helmet in the house!

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Happy Little Artists

This morning, Sarah and I had perhaps our most successful garage sailing morning to date.  I found a ton of jeans (without holes!) for Tommy for $.25-$3 apiece, PLUS not one, not two, but THREE barely-used sets of color wonder paints for $1 apiece!  Color Wonder is the only kind of art that I’ll let Susie do because of the mess factor, but it’s so expensive that I don’t buy it new for the kids.  I’ve found a random paint set at a garage sale before, but sharing it between three kids was tricky.  So the kids thought it was awesome that they each had their own set!  They immediately sat down to create multiple masterpieces…

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