This is how I chase after Kyle now. I sit in a chair and say “No, Kyle, get down. Kyle, sit down. Kyle, be careful. Etc.” If he runs out of view, I sigh, haul myself out of the chair, and lumber after him. Usually I have to bribe him with juice or crackers to get him to come back to me.
Interesting comments on Kyle’s stinky breath situation. Update: I emailed his doctor, who return the message within 4 minutes (!!!) and said if he doesn’t show other signs of illness she will check him at his 2-year appointment which is in 6 weeks. Meanwhile, I have been smelling his breath constantly, and it’s actually gotten better. I’ll keep sniffing around, though. All I have to do is ask him what sound the letter “H” makes, and he huffs and puffs for me.
33 Weeks. Not so tiny.
uh hello skinny! you are so tiny! Looking great!
Look at yours and Kyle’s twin eyebrows. I love it!
Yeah for the growing baby inside the growing belly! Very impressive response time from the doc… and very impressive that they have e-mail (something we are working on in the future) … and LOVE LOVE LOVE the green and purple quilt on the chair behind you… your mom MUST start her own blog to show us all her beautiful creations!
WHAT is with your comments? One minute I’m preening at “Lisa’s” comment about the quilt and when I went to her blog – POOF!!! – her comment disappeared!
OK…so now it’s back…
Auntie Katie, the eyebrows come from Gramma. And Kyle said in a whispery voice “gramma.” Oh the heart swells!
The eyebrows seem to be our calling card!
Ohh, I remember those days; those days when the only thing that could get me out of my chair was (a)Juliette calling (b) Greg calling for dinner or (c) nature calling.