Mom called on Saturday morning to take me to Costco. I bought 6 things and it cost me about 60 dollars. That is how much I spent on all my groceries at Superstore the day before. I mean the stuff will last a longer time and Darryl really loved his dried mangos, but so expensive. One of the things we did pick up was Lamb Chops. We cooked them in the evening and they were amazing! So so delicious.
Sunday we cooked up some ribs and they were delicious and then had some Bernard Callebaut chocolate. It was a great weekend for the taste buds.
We also had a tumble with Lucas, but I'll encourage Darryl to tell the story in the comments as he does a much better job. But here is a picture of his boo-boo's.
One other exciting thing we did this weekend was buy wood for Darryl's next project. I'm not going to tell you what it is, but we'll take pictures of it once a week to see how it progress. Feel free to guess away when you think you know. (Except for Mom and Dad, becuase they already know)
Till Tommorrow
Jenn
5 comments:
oh poor little thing! he's boo boos look like it was a very painful experience. I hope he's doing ok?
yeah Costco is great. I took my Mom there this weekend and she spent 350$...she pretty much bought everything in the store :)
Oh wow. Can't wait to hear the story. Looks worse than it was, I hope.
We are Costco lovers. The stuff lasts a long time, but yes, it is an expenditure up front.
Sidenote to Jenn regarding the bottles: I have heard mixed stories about bottles after one year as they say it does something to teeth and them growing in crooked. I think it is an old wives tale, but I don't know. For B, it is like her pacifier at this point, which she never had. We're not in a big rush to get rid of them, but double bottle duty is killing us.
We're waiting for Darryl's account of the story with great anticipation. What happened to our little man???
Love,
Lori
About the boo-boo.
The Date: Saturday, October 18th, 2006
The Time: Approx 3:00 PM MDT
The Place: The "Whale Park"
Lucas, Emma and I went for a walk to the park. When we arrived I turned the stroller toward where I would be throwing the ball so Lucas could see Emma run. Started throwing the ball for Emma, Lucas was watching Emma run and pointing at her. He pointed out some birds in sky and the kids on the play equipment. Then after about 4 or 5 throws for Emma Lucas started to fuss. He didn't want to watch Emma and the birds, he wanted to walk around. So I heeled Emma beside me and took Lucas out of his stroller and stood him on the pathway. Within seconds he was toddling around.
I picked up the ball for Emma again and threw it, as I turned to look at Lucas I saw him start to fall forward. As usual he put out his hands to catch himself ... but he didn't get his hands raised high enough. he landed on his hands for the most part but then, because his hands were too close to his feet and as a baby, his head being too big for his body, he teetered forward onto his nose and forehead. I quickly scooped him up and looked at him. There was a stone in his mouth and red mark on his forehead that started to gush blood down to the tip of his nose. I proceeded to try and wipe the blood from his face, which just smudged it. Lucas, wailing now, tried to rub his face and push my hand away. This of course smudging the blood even more, as more was produced from the gash on his forehead.
I went in panic mode. First I look in the stroller, are there any paper towels or tissues? ... nope, but there are diapers, diapers are absorbent! so I open a diaper (not to worry it was a clean one) and tried to wipe his face with it. Just smudged it more. at this point I just grabbed the stroller and started running home with Lucas in my arm, Emma running beside us, I'm sure a little dejected that were leaving already.
We get home and first thing I thought was get him a suckie and then clean his face and the wound. A clean damp cloth and a little wiping and patting and we didn't look like casualties of war anymore (yes 'we' because I was covered in Lucas' blood too). I then just bounced Lucas and said "you're okay" as he (and I) calmed down.
He must have landed on a small but sharp little stone to cause the gash. It was suprisingly deep for how he fell. It wasn't like a "I was running and tripped, falling face first" kind of a fall. It was more like he just took a step, lost his balance and over he went.
Anyway, the moral of the story (for me anyways). When you stand Lucas on the ground at the park, set him in the grass, not on the walkway. :)
Darryl
Great account of Lucas' first real boo, boo. Glad to see that daddy didn't have any woozy feelings, but snapped into action. I think being a daddy does that for you. You don't have time to think about the blood.
Good thinking with the diaper. I guess you'll have to repack the stroller with a first-aid kit.
I'm also glad that Lucas was not too badly traumatized by the whole episode. Just the beginning of many bumps and bruises, but this walking stage requires as much, if not more looking after, as he can now cover more ground more quickly. It's hard to be right there at every moment. You just pray that nothing more serious than scraps and bruises happen.
As parents, I'm sure you'll get through this stage and on to the next with flying colours.
Love from Grammy and kiss the boo, boo for me, too.
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