Bob wound up being sick for most of the week. It figures, I had six days off from work in a row and we were stuck in the house with a sick Bob kid. For much of the time, Bob was mommy glue. When he wasn't feeling too well all he wanted to do was sit on my lap with his thumb and blanket - one of the best parts of being a mommy. (we won't mention the fact that he got me sick too) With the help of Motrin, Tylenol, and Sudafed, he became well enough to play in the house. I did not send him to school at all because he still had a runny nose and I was afraid he would get the other kids sick. Of course, towards the end of the week when Bob was feeling better, he turned into a terror because he was bored being in the house. Of course that was when I had to go back to work, so Jim had fun dealing with Bob on his own.
Bob is starting to use the potty more regularly, but I fear that is because he wants to matchbox-type cars he gets when he goes on the potty (okay, I bribe him). Stickers and candy do not work. Cars are working right now. I get the cheap cars and he loves them. In another couple of days I am going to start taking away the cars that he hasn't played with in a few days and "recycle" them into the "potty prize" pile. He has a whole collection of cars right now as it is. I don't think he will realize that some of them are being used twice - at least I don't think he will.
The dentist appointment went remarkably well. The dentist did a good job of explaining everything to Bob before he did anything to him. He even had the hygienist take a picture of him with Bob since it was his first time to the dentist. Bob's pediatrician recommended this dentist, and I see why. There was a play area in the waiting room with a slide and a fish tank. Bob went down the slide multiple times. He had a blast before his appointment. For the older kids they have computers with games, and movies - Finding Nemo was playing when we were there. Bob got a "goody bag" with stickers, his picture with the dentist, and things to color. They also gave him a token for the bubble-gum type machines they had. Bob picked the machine with the balls. He got a green ball. They had other "prizes" like tiny toy dinosaurs, jewelry, and other little knick-knacks. Bob was very happy with his green ball. He wanted to "wake up in the morning MORE dentist." I think the fact that he was able to play and go down the slide multiple times before the appointment made him more amicable for the appointment. He was able to get his energy out.
Bob saw us watering the tomato plants. Now he likes to get cups and pour water into the tomato plants. We did not realize this right away. He is sneaky about going into the bathroom, filling a cup up with water, and going out on the patio and watering the tomatoes. All of a sudden the plates below both plants were overflowing with water and Bob was heading towards them with a cup of water....hmmm!!!!!. He has a sand table on the patio that he sometimes likes to put water in to make the sand wet. So we weren't alerted to the fact he was drowning the tomatoes right away. He won't take the water from his water table and put it in his sand table or in the tomato plants thankfully. It must be because that is not what the water in the water table is for.
Bob and Jim went swimming on Saturday in the pool. The pool next to our building is not heated, but it has been unseasonably warm all week - in the nineties in the daytime and only getting down into the high sixties at night. The pool is only 4.5 feet deep at the deep end. The water, needless to say, was pretty warm. The big pool by the front office is heated, but that is a long walk away. We may go in the pool again tomorrow after Bob comes home from school. But, we have to watch out for golf balls from bad golfers when we are in the pool. There is even a sign in the pool area "not responsible for errant golf balls." If they reach us in the pool, those golfers are pretty bad. We have seen golf balls in the pool before, and there were four or five golf balls in the bushes in the pool area when we got there, so there are some pretty bad golfers out there. (We live next to a golf course, if you haven't figured it out). If a golf ball goes into the pool area, the golfer cannot get them as you need a key to get into the pool area. Generally speaking, the golf balls that are in the pool area are pretty much brand new because bad golfers tend to lose their balls before they are worn in. Bob loves walking around the trails in our apartment complex to look for lost golf balls. Jim is probably going to start selling recycled golf balls on e-bay. We have quite the collection right now.
I am hoping to get back to New York in June. We shall see what happens.
I hope everyone is doing well.
- until next time....
-Be Safe,
Elizabeth
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