Brady was in the emergency room for the second time in his young life, once again for a seizure brought on by a rapid spike in temperature. Last time this happened it was absolutely terrifying. Susan and I spent a horrific 30 minutes driving to the hospital with basically no information aside from ‘he had a seizure.’ This time was sort of the same deal, but with us sitting there thinking ‘man, basically I hope this is the same thing.’
It was. He had a second febrile seizure and the doctors were not particularly concerned. His primary care doctor didn’t even think it necessary to see him the day after the event, they’re so unconcerned, so I’m trying hard to follow their lead.
He and I spent the day together while he recuperated and it was fun, though he did manage to scare me about as badly as I’ve ever been scared. He went down for his nap still with a mild fever. I went up to check on him after 2 hours and he was laying there staring off into space with a blank look. He didn’t react to me entering the room or me saying his name several times, causing me to panic and rush over to him, at which point he sleepily looked up at me and said ‘what, Dad?’
What indeed. This child rearing stuff is tough!
Here’s a little 30 second video taken during one of our family chats via our quadcopter (no audio from the copter), and another one of Brady snowshoeing for the first time. Feedback on playback issues welcome. I’m still tinkering so bear with me – the goal is to be able to do this reliably.
A test video from our quadcopter
… in the last 6 months than I have used across the rest of my 46 years. I leave it to your imagination as to the whys of this, but will mention that my children are involved, and that it’s at least several times a week now that I’m reaching for said glue after the kids are in bed. It feels like it’s almost every single day.
This leaves me with my first opinion on brands, having previously relied on tubes of Crazy Glue. Gorilla branded Super Glue is actually superior and is worth the extra expense. It doesn’t dry out in the tube and it’s slightly more viscous, making it easier to work with in most cases.
…’up.’ Of course she’s been communicating with us for months, but this is the first intentional verbalization that she’s consistently using correctly, including when she wants it to happen and when she recognizes it’s about to happen to her. Susan is a bit disappointed that it’s not ‘Mom,’ a word Laura does understand and sometimes use, to counterbalance the fact that Brady’s first word was ‘Dad,’ but it is what it is, the kid wants up
Every time I’m tempted to complain about my kids, someone remind me of this moment, and all will be well.
(from last weekend, Brady having a blast in the leaf piles)
Pretty much this:
Coupled with 3 acres of land to look after and me wanting just a little bit of personal time at night. It’s all good – I’m not complaining, just explaining
Brady’s first black eye, from yesterday, when he fell out of a ride-on plastic boat at daycare. It’s actually a bit worse than it looks – you can’t see how swollen his eye is from this angle, and he fell onto carpeting that left him with rugburn on the side of his face that’s more painful than the bruise is. That said, he had bigger problems yesterday. Everyone in the family is fighting a throat/chest cold and he’s got it worst, with a raspy cough that’s driving him nuts. Plus he got a terrible diaper rash yesterday. When he first got home he had a full on meltdown which took a good bit of mom-time to sort out. At one point Susan had Laura screaming for dinner on one side and naked Brady screaming for comfort on the other side. Family drama ftw!
Here’s how we celebrate asking to use the potty before an accident happens in the Hamilton household.
That’s right, Meatcake!!!:
Brady and me admiring the meatcake Susan baked me for my 46th birthday.
That was made by my lovely wife and was the best birthday present ever. Truth be told I’ve been teasing her about this for years – this year she did it
She also got my recumbent bike fixed, which was equally awesome. I just need to find a kid’s bike seat for it now so I can ride into work with Brady. I’m pretty sure he’ll love it.
My Mother-in-Law also got me some delicious chocolate and, more importantly, ‘Booger Card!’ which has a picture of a little tot picking his nose. It’s Brady’s new favorite thing, and we can’t go a half hour without him asking ‘Where’s the booger card, Dad?’
And I have the pic to prove it (from the recent blizzard):