Our little sponge.

Our weekend kicked off with a trip to the after hours clinic Friday night. Oh how I hate going to the after hours clinic... I always feel like I am going to end up more sick sitting around with all the other sick people. My 'mother's intuition' told me that something was wrong with Adrian's ears so as much as I hated to, we went in search of a doctor Friday at supper time. We ended up at the New Maryland Clinic and were 11th in line. Ooooof. Adrian was playing in the toy area (I am sure there are some nasty germs there but what do you do?) and I said 'no' to something and he just went into hysterics. I laughingly thought to myself "people will get tired of his crying and push us to the front of the line". And then about 10 minutes later we got called in. The crying worked!! (I might start using this trick myself.) Sure enough he has a really bad ear infection. We got him a prescription and went to the drug store to get it filled. We didn't get back to the house until Adrian's bedtime (7:30) and he hadn't even had supper yet. He was a really good boy considering he was sick, tired, and hungry! He only had that one crying spell... he must have known what he was doing.

Adrian is starting to really pick up on things that Jamie and I do. (Uh-oh!) He wants to help us with little chores around the house. It just amazes me when he starts doing something out of the blue, like he has done it for years. As usual his interest is focused on the dog. He will pick up Barkley's bowl and waddle over to the dog food container, open it and dip the bowl in and get Barkley some food. (The problem is he wants to do it over and over again and Barkley only gets two bowls a day.) Last night he went over and grabbed Barkley's leash, pulled out the clip and walked casually over to Barkley and tried to put the clip on his collar, exactly where it is supposed to go. He is a little sponge! We have to be really careful what we do and say because we will start seeing him doing it soon. I keep telling Jamie his first words had better not be four letter ones! (-:

Adrian was delighted when he got to help Mommy water her flowers. A lot of water was spilled in the process but he sure was proud of himself.

"I think I know how this works... just have to get the pointy part in the flowers..."
"Maybe Mom would appreciate me picking her a few flowers. There are lots here!"
"Here you go Mom!"

Adrian Jones: Male Model

Being a working Mom is exhausting.

Naively, I thought my days of being exhausted would be over once Adrian started sleeping through the night. I wasn't prepared for how tiring it is to be a working Mom. I miss our afternoon naps!!!

That being said I wouldn't have it any other way. I really like going out solo and doing my own thing every day, knowing that Adrian is being well cared for. It's nice to have a life other than being a Mom. Sometimes I have a moment of longing for my baby during the day but it passes and I know that in just a few hours I can look forward to walking through the door of Lisa's and having his cute little face light up when he sees me as he awkwardly runs towards me with open arms, making happy grunting noises. That makes my whole tiring day worth it. I can't even begin to express the anticipation I have of that moment each and every day.

After we get home at the end of the day we have our dinner (I feel the pain of trying to figure out what's for dinner now) which gives Adrian his second wind. We then get to play for an hour or so which is a really fun part of our day. If we are lucky Daddy is home and the three of us get some great family time together. Then it's bath time followed by story time. Ahhhh... story time is my favorite part of the day. Adrian is usually relaxed and willing to cuddle for a bit while I read him his books. Jamie snapped a picture of us last night and I love it. Adrian looks so calm and interested in his book. Me on the other hand... well I just look exhausted but happy. I guess I'd better get used to it, eh?

Funny boy

Adrian is a funny little guy I am discovering. Although he likes his toys okay he is more obsessed with a few random items around the house. He likes pots and pans, loves Barkley's leash and collar and most recently has taken to dragging around an old video game controller that he found in our 'junk' box in the spare room. I keep putting that darn thing back in the box and he keeps dragging it out. As soon as we get home at night he goes directly into that room and gets it. It seems like maybe I shouldn't let my son play with electronics but I guess this one is harmless enough so I am going to just let this one go... it will get old soon enough and he will be onto the next appliance.



Not only is he funny 'odd' sometimes he is also funny 'haha'. He is turning into a little entertainer. As soon as he realizes something gets attention he wants to repeat it over and over again. Last night he figured out that if he takes a big huge mouthful of yogurt and then blows out the yogurt will go flying. I was the lucky one to be feeding him when he made this discovery and got a face full of yogurt. This is not the sort of table manners that I want to encourage and I sure tried my absolute hardest not to encourage him by laughing but I just could not help myself.... just look at the devilish look on his little face and I challenge anyone not to laugh! He is just so darn happy with himself, I couldn't ruin it for him.




Oh life is certainly more interesting with a little Adrian to keep you entertained!

Check out our refridgerator.

The last few days I have come home and unpacked Adrian's Thomas the Train backpack and found a piece of his artwork amongst the dirty clothes. What a nice surprise. I fully understand how a mother can look at a piece of cardboard with old leaves glued to it and think it's on par with a Picasso now. Our refridgerator is being transformed into his own personal gallery. I love that Lisa does crafts with him even though he is only one!

This fall weather makes for some pretty chilly nights. I am happy to report that I finally found some footwear that Adrian will keep on his feet. They are slippers that Jamie brought home from his trip to Montreal to watch a hockey game long before Adrian was born. I remember looking at them and thinking "These are never going to fit my baby!". Now Adrian runs around the house with them and sleeps with them on all night. It's nice to know his feet are cozy and warm. One less thing for me to worry about!

Adrian's nasty rash from his needles is starting to clear. We took him to the doctor and she said it would just pass on it's own. I guess he is pretty special seeing as he is in the 1% of kids that have a reaction to their immunizations. (I always knew he was special.) I'll be glad for the return of his petal soft baby skin.