Constructing a Life

This weekend, my friend Amy, her husband Tom, and their 3.5 month old baby came to visit.  Tom is doing some Air Force/medical training in San Antonio for a couple of weeks and they decided to make the drive up here to Dallas for a visit.  Stephen loved meeting baby Jack and said, "Baby Jack is my friend, I like him"  We had a good time and it was so nice to see them.

This weekend, Sean's sister Summer came up and together, Sean and Summer completed the Dallas Rock and Roll Half Marathon.  Sean had shin splits while training and then got really busy, so he thought he would just run part of it and walk part of it and just do about half, but then apparently got really into it and finished it!  It is Summer's fourth half marathon, she did the Rock and Roll in New Orleans just 2 weeks ago.  We're proud of them.

When Stephen's with just mommy, Stephen does a lot of walking.  The stroller is fine, a little inconvenient if you are just going somewhere short distance, but walking really is good for him.  He now prefers to either help push the shopping cart or if there's a shopping cart with a car attached, he will drive the car.  His longest is probably about 1/2 mile.  He will walk home from the park and 2 weekends ago, he walked a good part of the way around the Arboretum. It is partly out of necessity for me since he's too heavy for me to carry long distances and because I know he's capable and it tires him out for naps/bedtime. We encourage it by saying, "you can walk or ride" with the stroller and he will usually prefer walking unless really tired.  Daddy still carries him a lot, but he knows with me, he's going to walk more.

The other week, we went out to throw the ball for the dog.  He walked on the other side of me from Emmy, who I had at heel, and he wanted to throw the ball for himself to fetch, so he brought his golf ball and threw for himself, while mommy threw for Emmy. It was quite funny.

Stephen, while walking outside:  "I was younger like mommy and daddy.  Now, I'm 2 and a half"

While in the bath, mommy was talking about the rubber ducky and asking Stephen if he had a tail:  "No, I don't have a tail, I have a penis"

Stephen and I both got the stomach flu yesterday.  I think we are both much better today, although in recovery.  It is very hard to parent when you are that sick, but thankfully it was only a few hours until Sean came home and put Stephen to bed.  A few hours of watching Sesame Street and Cars movie. On Monday, before the stomach flu, Stephen got into a fight, pulled some boy's hair, and that boy bit Stephen on the cheek.  He's okay now after a lecture about not pulling hair and some advil, and the bite is now just a bruise, which is going away quite fast.  Here's to better days ahead...