Few Things

Austin's sister, Princess Hateful Raquel is coming for supper tonight. She was unable to make it to his party because 'something came up'. I don't believe it for a moment but anyways she is coming for supper and I haven't told Austin yet because he will bolt and then I would be here alone with her. Not my idea of fun. So I have some cleaning to do. Not much but the dishes need washed. My ankle hurts so stinking bad that I just don't want to stand on it and wash the stupid dishes.
I sprained my ankle over a week ago and it hurts still. Yesterday I actually went to the doctor to have it checked out. After x-rays and everything the doctor can't find any broken or fractured bones. She thinks I might have tore that little muscle on the outside behind the ankle bone. She told me to take it easy. I have been on my feet a lot lately. Cleaning and sorting through kitchen cabinets. I am trying to getting everything cleaned out so that I can paint them on the inside. I have never liked the red and after Mason has been playing in them they need to be organized.
I went and got samples of paint yesterday for my office. I just can't decide. I brought home samples of a light yellow, medium green, and a warm brown color. We'll see. I would like to get the samples on the wall today anyways. If I don't like any of those I have a couple of other paint swatches that I am thinking about. I'm usually not this indecisive. It is driving me nuts. I thought I wanted a warm color but then I saw this really pretty blue color and now I just don't know. My helpful husband suggested that I just paint each wall a different color. After I decide on a paint color I need to decide on curtains. Yay that should be tons of fun! I have been looking for a big mirror to go on one wall but they are expensive so I might improvise and just get a big cheap mirror from WalMart and just have my husband put trim around it on the wall. I am still deciding. I do know that the Cincinnati landscape is leaving.
I had the urge to clean my red shelves yesterday. Thankfully, I resisted the urge. As if I don't have enough projects going on right now.
I went to Hobby Lobby yesterday and spent a total of 5.31. It was a rather disappointing trip. I was looking for some interesting fabric but was let down. I also went to Joann Fabrics and nothing jumped out at me so I am still on the hunt. Looking for fabric for a shower curtain since I can't find one in stores that I like.
Next week I am taking down the wallpaper in the dining room. No debate on paint color there though. I have a really cherrie (as in upbeat) rose color for beneath the chair rail and a white for above. I need to decide if I want to stripe the bottom or leave it alone. My husband will have to be out of town when I paint that room. For sure it is a ask forgiveness project because I refuse to ask permission to anything inside the house. I figure he has the whole garage he can do what he wants in there. I wouldn't complain if he made it a man cave. Well as long as I was welcome in it anyways.
Well I have tons of stuff to do so I better get to it...

Tank... Really

Well yesterday was Mason's 18 month well baby visit... I don't know how I feel about this... I am not ready for him to be 18 months.Considering it took forever to get out of the house. I let the dog out and went outside to start the car, came back in to get Mason and Hyde slipped back inside, I go back in to put Hyde in the kennel and get the diaper bag. I put Hyde in his kennel and give him his treat, I grab the diaper bag and am ready to head out when I notice the diaper bag is leaking. So I look in it to find the culprit and smell it... Yep... Dog PISS!!
Talk about a jealous pup!
So I hurry and get new diapers, wipe off the wipes... grab clean clothes to go in it and a clean diaper bag. Thankfully one was in the dryer.
We finally get on our way and everything was going good... um... yeah... all except for the part about the ride there where he got his finger stuck in a toy truck. Yes, you read that correctly. A. Toy. Truck.
Then he started to panic... and fling the truck around... and scream... all while I am driving on a questionable road covered with snow. So I pull over into a driveway and twist around to reach him and I can't get the truck off his poor little finger. I finally get it off with the ole spit maneuver and then comes the real test... Can I even get out of this stupid driveway?
It took a couple minutes of slipping and sliding but we made it out. Here is something for the record books... I was still early!! How often does that happen.
We pull into the doctors office to see my husband pulling in also. He decided to join us. Yeah... can you read my enthusiasm.
I think it was retards are us at the check in counter. Every time they ask all those questions about if everything is current. She starts in and I stop her and say 'Everything is the same.' to which she replies 'I'm sorry mam, (I saw red at that point, I am not old enough for MAM) I have to ask these questions because it has been six months since your child was in.' So she starts over with the questions. Starts over as in even asking Mason's name.
I think steam started coming out of my ears.
My husband seeing this slipped into the next line and got Mason checked in in less than 15 seconds. I didn't say anything back to her I just stomped over and asked the other lady to please put a payment on the account. The other gal follows me over and whispers in the other girls ear. I couldn't believe it but by that point we needed to get going before we were late.
I hated to just leave it at that so on the way out I stopped and asked to talk to the manager. I filed a complaint and the lady in charge was appalled by how I was treated. Evidently I am not the only person to file a complaint against this gal.
So now on to the good stuff. Mason is healthy. Duh like I didn't know that.
He weighs 29 lbs 14 oz 71 percentile and is 33 inches tall 91 percentile. The Dr. asks me all the normal questions. Yada yada yada. He picks Mason up to see how he is walking and calls him a tank. Most little kids when you pick them up are lite but he said Mason has substance to him 'like a tank, or linebacker.'
When he asked me how many words Mason knew I chuckled and asked 'Words that I can understand or words that his dad can understand?' He said 'Words that you can understand. Otherwise technically no little kids would know any words until kindergarten.' Austin looked offended but all he understands is no, Mama, and Dada. We get talking with the doctor and Mason is looking at his book and points to a truck like he had stuck on his finger and says 'Truck. ouch.' Even Austin understood it so he looks at Mason and being my son says 'what? NO! WHAT!!'
The Dr was floored. He said even though parents tell him all the time that their 18 month old knows so many words he had never seen such a demonstration of that knowledge. All I could say was 'Ouch is a new one'
So the nurse came back in and Mason got his shot and we declined the flu shot again. We were on our way.
The ride home was no better. Mason has a water sippy that has a straw and he has recently learned how to slide it open. He would open it and water would splatter all over, he would take a drink and close it. Over and over and over again for the whole 30 minute drive home. I was happy he didn't nap but upset that everything was wet.
After a quick diaper change and some dry clothes it was nap time. I don't understand why going to the doctor has to be so horrible. It really ruins the day.

Well Baby Visit

Austin actually went with me. I know a miracle. I think he is feeling guilty because he is going to be out of the country next week. He should feel guilty! Mason and I are going to go have fun down at my mom and dad's. I don't think he realizes this yet. I will continue to let him feel guilty for as long as possible. Back to the subject at hand. Mason's visit went really well. He weighs 25.5 lbs and they say he is 29 inches. Whatever, last month when we were there for the flu they measured him at 30.5 inches and I measured him last week at 31. Tell me how do you lose 2 inches. If he was only 29 inches he would still be able to wear his 12 month pants without them looking like capris. O'well. He took the shots really good. He got a little cloudy but then he was all smiles again.
After the appointment we had to go to Wal-Mart and get diapers etc. Mason had a great time yelling and laughing at the old people. If one passed us without waving at him he would yell. If they waved he laughed. Mason has just recently learned to wave and thinks it is great.
We went by the bakery to check out cakes because no matter how much I want to delay it mason will be turning one in June. Actually 2 months from yesterday. This year is going to fast. Next thing I know he will be a teenager talking about college.

I will not cry, I will not cry, I will not cry!

So I was checking cakes and he was flirting with the bakery ladies and scored a cookie. I am afraid they are teaching my child horrible habits.
I need to get his photo montage completed. Well it won't really be completed until I get his last morning photo put in it on his birthday but I haven't done anything on it since I added his six month photos. Considering just last month alone I took about 400 photos I have a lot to go through to decide what ones I want in it. I like to look at photos of my baby but not in such long month spans. I will see how much he has grown and changed in the last 4 months and start crying. I don't know what the deal is but I have been extremely emotional the last couple of weeks. I go from happy to bitchy in the space of a breath and I have no clue what is going on. I am usually so even that these ups and downs are driving me crazy. I am blaming hormones because the POAS test was negative. Even Austin has noticed this and so that is the reason for the test. He needed a reason for the swings so I blamed him and he took Mason and tip toed out of the room. Smart man. I will have to remember that tactic in the future. I think I'll use it tonight, I could use an hour of alone time.

Shots and Ear infections

We had a Well Baby Checkup yesterday. Mason was 22.9 lbs and 28.5 inches. He also got some wonderful shots and we found out he has an ear infection. Poor little guy I had no clue. He is always so happy and hasn't been running a fever. He is also taking some medicine for a cough that he picked up from somewhere. Somewhere as in the doctor's office last time we had to go in. The Well Child seating area was under construction right at the beginning of the cold and flu season. Like they didn't have ALL summer to do that.
I felt horrible, one of those "I'm a bad mom" moments. Really what kind of mom doesn't know when her kid is sick. I guess I am lucky he doesn't take after his dad in that aspect. Austin becomes a pain in the butt and expects the world to stop turning just because he has a headache.
The stuff Mason is on for the cough makes him wired. We were off by an hour on our schedule today. To top it all off Austin is out of town until Thursday night.
Somehow he knows just when he needs to leave. Of course I didn't find out that he was going to be leaving town until Sunday night. He was probably afraid that I would plan to go to mom and dad's until he got home. He was right but still he should have told me. There is nothing wrong with me wanting to go visit my family when he is going to be out of town. He just wanted me to be here to pick him up from the airport. Mind you that there was a shuttle taking a whole group down and picking them up. The only reason is that he wants to stop at the pet shop and get some starfish and live rock for the salt tank. I had to tell him that we could go on Saturday. I don't want to have to take Mason out and mess up our schedule. His flight doesn't get in until 6.
Hopefully Mason gets over this ear infection quickly. I am horrible about remembering times to give medicine. Now I have it programmed in my phone to remind me.
Until next time...