Goofy

We are a family of goofs. But you probably already knew that.

Ask Anja if she's goofy and she'll still respond, "Noooo! BOPPA's Goofy, silly goose!"

That never gets old.

But we now have another ham in the family.

Ian likes nothing better than a good belly laugh. In particular, he loves to be tickled (including the inside of his belly button for some reason) and frequently, even looking at Anja is enough to set him off. It's no wonder that his pediatrician commented that he is one of the happiest babies she's ever seen.
Those pictures were while we were waiting for the pediatrician to show up. He was such a giggly little guy that the nurse thought it was a well check visit. It wasn't. He has another ear infection. Those pictures are of a sick little guy, but you'd never know it.

But in addition to being a goofy little guy (and a sick one), he's also most definitely a mama's boy. Mommy out of the room? Tears. Mommy in the room? Giggles. And his latest trick? Yup, that's right. His first word is officially Mama! Anja said Daddy first, so it's now equal.

And for added goofiness, we are planning our first trip to Disney World this February. I haven't been since I was 9, so this is probably most exciting for Anja and me. She is obsessed with Mickey, Minnie, the princesses and the whole gang. We are waiting to tell her about going to Mickey's house until we are much closer to the date. Potentially the day before. Any suggestions on how to tell her where we're going? I fully intend on telling her while she's wearing a pull-up, just in case she's really excited!

Double Negatives

In honor of Anja's birthday, Ian decided to sprout his second tooth. That meant lots of drool, snot, and coughing. In other words, he fit right in with his big sister and daddy.

When Anja is sick, she gets cranky. Suddenly her favorite phrase becomes "I don't want nothing!" But since she is already cranky, correcting her grammar is less than effective.

Yesterday, she started completing about her ear hurting. Based on that and Ian pulling on his ears, we decided to go in to the late night pediatrician.

We got an appointment for both of them at 8:15 about 25 minutes away from our house. After a quick check, we breathed a sigh of relief when both were negative for ear infections. On a gut feeling, I had them check Anja for strep.

Turns out, in this case two negatives do equal a positive.

Anja has strep but shows no symptoms. Ian is fine, luckily, because based on the amount of time and effort that went into getting Anja a shot of penicillin, I wouldn't want to have to repeat that any time soon.

Projectile

Monday afternoon we got that dreaded call. Whenever we see the name Lisa show up on caller ID, we worry. Most of the time, it's a non-issue. But this time, the worry was warranted. Anja woke up from her nap in a puddle of her own puke.

Mmmmm...

Needless to say, we were asked to go pick her up right away. Dan drew that straw since I was still at work. His car didn't make it home in the same condition that it left in. Neither did he. Or Anja. The carseat was later hosed down, the car taken to a detailer, and Dan and Anja's clothing went in the first of several loads of laundry while Anja went straight into the tub. So while Dan did laundry, I washed chunks out of her hair.

Mmmmm...

Then we camped out on the living room floor on a big splash mat...er...blanket. Here she learned that an old Cool Whip container can be used for things other than a dog dish (when we dog sat Grandma and Grandpa's dog, Maggie).

(Not the actual container...I'm not strange enough to take a picture of it. Geez.)

Later we discovered that, despite her appetite for it, Finish Pancakes was not a good idea, but the bib was.

Mmmmm...

Later we also discovered that, despite the fact that she was doing much better, the tiny amount of milk that she tried was also not a good idea, but putting an extra non-fitted mattress pad on her bed, covered by a sheet was.

Mmmmm...

Dan stayed home with her most of the day yesterday, and I took over around 2 for the rest of the night. Here's a portion of the email that he sent to his co-workers late the night before, explaining why he wouldn't have something done by that afternoon:

Around 2:00 I got a phone call from my daycare provider that Anja was projectile vomiting on other children. While momentarily proud of her accuracy and vigor, it did require me to go fetch her. Unfortunately, when there were no other children around her parents, my car, her car seat, her bed, some unfortunately placed Wii-motes, and a pumpkin served as excellent stand-ins. Needless to say, the release is a bit delayed.

What I was able to conjure up yet tonight was the dependency installation instructions, which can be found here [insert link] (these will be bile free).

Luckily, she is now puke-free for over 36 hours and is back at daycare. Dan will be in Duluth presenting at a conference the rest of the week and managed to get the rest of the puke smell out of his car before picking up some friends to ride up there. At least we hope he did. I didn't check and he has no sense of smell. Now I feel bad for his friends.