Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Painting Help

Jeff and my dad will be laying the new flooring in the basement this weekend. My goal before Jeff returned from Greenville and Dad arrived was to paint all the trim. Having a toddler makes this task a little challenging. During the last 2 naptimes, I have taped and managed to paint the game and play rooms. I THOUGHT I could remove tape and touch up the walls while he was awake. Yes, I could... but only if Kyle was able to "help". To save my sanity, I gave Kyle a foam paint brush with a bowl of water to "paint". He was certain he was painting. It worked perfectly! Now lets hope it doesn't leave marks on the wall. Shh... no one tell Daddy!

Monday, September 28, 2009

Wow!

This is Kyle's favorite new phrase. Jeff recently returned from a business trip to Canada. Since it was a conference, he came home with all the goodies that conferences provide - stickers, stress balls, keychains, flashlights, etc. Jeff also bought a few select treasures including a toy Air Canada plane. We piled all the items on top of the bookcase in our room so that Kyle could find them in the morning.

As soon as he realized Daddy was home, he raced to the bedroom. It took him all of 10 seconds to spot the treats. He went through each item before he got to the airplane. He picked it up and in that whisper, excited voice that only comes on for something really good, he exclaimed "WOW!". It was the tone that said, "I have wanted this forever". Great job, Daddy!

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Monday, September 14, 2009

I DID IT!

Not a lot of people know that I just completed my first mini-triathlon this weekend. I kept it hush-hush just in case I chickened out :o). Our neighborhood was sponsoring the event and it was strictly gym based, which I liked. That meant you rode the recumbent exercise bike, walked or ran on a treadmill and of course, swam in the pool. Although I used to be a competitive swimmer, I hadn?t swam laps for more than 15 years! That was the test. I started out at the pool a couple days a week. I think the first day I only swam 4 consecutive laps. The next trip, I thought, I will go for 10, which quickly became 30 in the allotted time. Whew! If I could do that, surely, I could ride an exercise bike and walk the treadmill.

I had it set up for 3 days of workouts per week. Of course, with vacations, Kyle being Kyle and the basement renovation, I want to say that I averaged closer to 1 ? workouts per week when it was all said and done. I figured that chasing (literally) and lifting a 30 pound toddler daily had to count for some exercise. As it turns out, I was right. The day of the event still snuck up on me though! They decided the format would be 30 minutes on the bike, then 30 minutes on the treadmill and 15 minutes in the pool. Your total distance would be added at the end to determine the winners.

The best part of the event was when Jeff and Kyle and Vi showed up at the gym to cheer for me. I had about 5 minutes left on the treadmill and was actually cruising along to Maniac on the iPod. What a perfect song to end a run on, by the way! It was funny to watch Kyle as he recognized the sweaty woman on the treadmill as mommy. Daddy had him dressed very appropriately too in his WVU jersey for a college football Saturday. They got to be there for my entire swim event too. Jeff was a huge help in letting me know how much time was left, which can be a challenge when you aren?t in a pool set up for swim races ? no big clock catch a glimpse of as you make a turn.

I completed 10.24 miles in the course of the 3 events. Sadly my 30 laps in the pool doesn?t add up to much in mileage. But only 2 people swam further than I did. I like that! And while I didn?t place, I am excited to simply have set this goal and made it! Thank you to my wonderful family who did without me while I hit the gym or pool! Maybe, just maybe I am not as out of shape as I thought.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Spoiled Milk

Kyle has very truthfully never thrown up... until today. Mommy and Daddy were debating on who would go get the little one up as he yelled from his room. I poured the milk into a sippy and we trotted back together.

It was his favorite TV time - The Wiggles - so Kyle settled in with half a banana and a milk. Before Jeff could say his goodbyes, Kyle came into the kitchen giving his best Scarlett O'Hara impression. Hand to the forehead, head bowed. I picked him up and he promptly puked all over my shoulder. Good morning, Mommy. Daddy, of course, was beside himself with glee. It wasn't his shoulder after all :o).

I cleaned Kyle and myself up, and Jeff left for work. I threw the partial banana away thinking it was the culprit, checked for a temperature in Kyle - no heat. Huh?! After a while, I offered plain Cheerios to help settle the stomach. He picked up the remaining milk and downed it along with the Cheerios. Then he walked behind the couch and threw up AGAIN!

OK, now it is time to become a sleuth! I immediately go to the refrigerator and look at the milk. September 8th is the date. That SHOULD be fine. I open it up and it has that tinge of going bad, not the snap your head back, but definitely not great.

FAN-freakin-TASTIC! I was the cause of the whole mess! Poor guy, Mommy poisoned him! The good news is that he bounced back and was able to spend some quality time with Miss Vi so I could run errands. And sushi with Mr Yoon was great tonight.

Note to self though - ALWAYS smell the milk!!!

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Guess Who Learned to do a Somersault?

No, Jeff already knew how :o). Kyle has been able to with assistance for sometime now, but today - whoop! Right over, all alone!