Anyway, we're back to our normal daily routine. John went back to work yesterday (what's up with slacker Gore peeps having Monday off, while the poor little children had to get up to go to school?) and Dex and I are back to entertaining ourselves with play dates, swimming lessons, library story time, and, FINALLY, walking the dog. Which we haven't done for about a month. Which my legs reminded me of while we were walking. But DAMN, the child still knew where every single goddamned basketball hoop was, before we got there. And also every stop sign.
It's not quite back to normal yet for my parents, as my mom had knee replacement surgery on Monday and is in the hospital for the week. Dad's there with her pretty much most of the time. He said she's doing well. Some whining, which is to be expected as she is the world's biggest sissy. But the surgery site looks good, and she's been up and walking during PT, and they hope to send her butt home on Friday.
SO, as the Grandmas are really the only people who read this anyway, and Grandma needs something to do to pass the time away in the hospital, and I am SURE she'll show the nurses and anyone else who will look how ridiculously cute her grandson is... You get to look at 28 billion pictures of our whirlwind trip to New York for the holidays. Which was a nice trip. But, seriously - why does everyone live SO FAR AWAY? Our trip went something like this:
Drive - sleep - presents - eat - drive - sleep - presents - eat - sleep - sled - eat - eat - sleep - play with stop signs - drive - eat - sleep - zoo - eat - sleep - sled - eat - drive - sleep in own beds YAY!
Oh, in other news: Dex has been hacking up a lung for about forever. For a while we thought it was because of the lung infection he had in November. But it's been a while since that was an issue. So we thought maybe allergies? He's on Zyrtec now, which improved his night time sleep. And today we did half the dose PM and half the dose AM, which (TOTALLY KNOCKING ON WOOD RIGHT NOW) seems to have allowed him to nap without coughing for the first time in about seventeen billion years. Also, we started swim lessons at the Y. Not sure I like them compared to our lessons at Kids First, but they are paid for, so we'll do them for 2 months. Also, I have a pork roast in the crock pot right now that smells AMAZING and is totally making me hungry.
OK, so enough babbling. 28 billion pictures:
We've gotta go ALLLLLL the way back to Thursday the 23rd, when we went to the Brandywine River Museum to look at trains.
It's a very impressive train room, with one freight train with like 146 cars behind it.
Dex was fascinated, and we stayed for two hours, but it kind of wore his little butt out.
He bounced back in time to see the train crossing go down one more time. He now has a healthy appreciation for train crossings, and talks about them ALL THE TIME. Eating Cream of Wheat? All the sudden he's talking about how when the train crossing goes down, cars will "stop" and when the train crossing goes "up" (new word!!) cars will "goooooo."
Friday night many people in the neighborhood put out luminaria, which made for a pretty drive down our road.
SANTA CAME! At like 7:30 PM on Friday night. He's FAST!
John tries to convince Dex that his bike helmet is cool. Dex will have none of it. He enjoys his bike, hates his helmet. We're going to have to try the cool helmet Aunt Jeanne gave him. Maybe he'll like that one better.
Do you know how hard it is to find 1) a blue baby stroller and 2) a baby doll that doesn't cry, poop, drink from a bottle, or have hair that grows?
Skyping with the fam on Saturday morning. It was nice to be able to see everyone, while still enjoying a totally relaxed Christmas morning in our own house.
A vast majority of the morning was spent doing this...
And this, with a wide assortment of cars, trucks, and trains.
Sunday morning in Lansing. Santa came again!
Most time between playing with cars was spent watching snow fall. Mesmerizing. Don't ask the child if he wants music, though. HEAVEN FORBID you turn on the music...
Horse car = pure awesome. Dex is saying horse here. "ppbbbblllllttttt"
Grandpa's fave gift? 5 pounds of root beer barrels.
A Slinky, a Slinky, oh what a wonderful toy! Also of note - oblivious old dog who can't hear. Bless her heart.
Aunt Jeanne was none too thrilled at getting up at 0'dark-thirty. But a few Dexter snuggles brought her around.
Dex made some killer artwork for the grandmas and the aunts.
What's with the face?
And we, of course, made more "saaaah gookies." Because it's far too cute to watch.
In Massena. One of multiple child/bird stare-downs. Dex thought Wiley Bird was the Coolest. Thing. With. Two. Wings.
More work from the artiste
There's that face again!
OMG, Nonna. COOLEST. STOP SIGN. EVER!!
Buddy was, remarkably, pretty well behaved. I mean, he's a pain in the ass. But he's a fairly cute and easy to tolerate pain in the ass. Unless you're my sister's cat. In which case he is simply a scary black pain in the ass.
Already showed you pictures from Massena sledding excursion...
Many an hour was passed at Nonna house arranging his stop sign JUST SO, then walking around the chair, arranging again, walking around the chair, peeking back around to be sure Daddy didn't accidentally on purpose move the stop sign from its arranged spot, walking around the chair...
In Syracuse, the boys watch football, as all good boys do.
Dex and Grampa play with cars
Somehow our only decent family shots seem to have an upside-down child in them
This one's ok, too
As is this one with Aunt Jeanne
We went to the zoo, where the biggest hit was the penguins
Much giggling here
Cute penguins!
Dex pet the tiger on the nose. Also fed it some of his cheese. Which was far too cute. Hopefully he doesn't try this if he ever comes face to face with a REAL tiger.
While we were off doing fun stuff, John and Dad were doing, ummmmm - this. John spent a few hours in this position putting insulation under Jeanne's porch floor. I thought he kinda looked like the Wicked Witch of the East, smooshed under Dorothy's house. Right?
OH! We went sledding at Aunt Jeanne's house. Prepared Dex by "sledding" in the house, and then just tossed his butt on when we got to the hill.
I'm not sure he was super excited about it. But he didn't cry. So that's something, right?
And this here video just goes to show you that's there's absolutely no dignity in parenting... I am a total dork.
Hope you all had a lovely holiday!
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