Here they are, relaxing last week while Mommy read to them:
|Sometimes, at the end of a long day, a story and a thumb are just what you need to relax|
Unfortunately, Tammy's wrist was the thing that broke. She's splinted (and drugged) up; Monday, she will visit an orthopedic surgeon for further care. We're waiting to hear if she needs surgery to repair the break.
I really wanted to see her x-ray (Frank brought the image home on CD, but I couldn't open the file). The Mister, the big sissy, didn't want to see it - he said it would make him cry.
The babysitting went well. My red shirt became the target for all manner of bodily fluids as Russell drooled on my shoulder and Seth used my shirt as a Kleenex for his runny nose (and the huge pile of toilet paper he brought me wasn't within his reach).
During one diaper change, I totally forgot about the "fountain" that can result from a baby boy - yep, I got pee on my shirt, too.
Baby Russ was smiley and cheerful - unless he was hungry or tired. I can verify that his lungs work really well. He's an enthusiastic eater, but a reluctant burper.
The trick to get him to quiet down for sleep? Simply swaddle him up like a little burrito, and he falls asleep within thirty seconds. It was magical!
The next time I do a crossword puzzle with the clue 7-letter word for quiet, I will struggle to choose SILENCE or SWADDLE.
Seth is a terrific block builder. On Sunday, he built a replica of my house, and I must say, he got it spot on! I can only assume that he has a photographic memory.
And he's a genius. And I don't want you to think I'm getting all boastful and stuff - I just happen to have seven of the most amazing grandchildren of all times.
If you've ever been to our house, I'm sure you'd agree that the replica is perfect:
|Frank commented that Seth will build a real house for Grandma some day...I know it will be stunning!|
I had forgotten how much energy it takes to look after a baby and a preschooler. I believe this is one reason why old people like me aren't normally able to have babies.
Another reason? If we had a baby, he/she would be getting out of diapers about the same time The Mister and I would be getting into them.
I slept really well Saturday night - those boys wore their Grandma out!
I look forward to my next babysitting adventure!
I'll be the grandma wearing vinyl.