Is That a "kid" I Hear?

Just Saturday Sabin started calling for his mama. Until then I had been just another  daddy, pronounced [DA-ee].  It is not quite the call I expected to hear. If you have ever heard a baby goat bleating.... well, then you have heard my sweet baby call for his mommy. He toddlers through the house and in quite a loud voice, yells "MAAA"! Although different from my anticipation, it is the sweetest word I have ever heard. Each time I answer his call with "Yes, baby!" or "Hear I am!" He smiles so big, and I laugh each time.

Mommy's little helper

Mechanic in training. ----->

 
Look how big he is!!!!
(If you happen to notice the scrape on his nose. He was walking the dog; then the dog walked him... right into our concrete step.)




Peacefully Buzzing,
Misty

Independence Day

Last evening we had a wonderful time. The picnic was great fun. Sabin toddled around in his orange diaper and blue suede shoes chowing down watermelon. We visited and watched volleyball in the park. Sabin took a walk that started at first base of the baseball diamond and followed the infield all the way around past third base with every step. Every so often he would squat down to pick up a twig or leaf. His treasure would be carried along until replaced by something more interesting. Just past third base, Sabin promptly sat. Too tired to continue, mommy carried him home and back to daddy who had been waiting on the sidelines.
We then went to watch fireworks at a parking lot close to home. At first I was a bit disappointed at not being in the thick of the crowd close to the show. But Joe did a great job picking a spot. From our seat on top of our SUV, I was able to watch 5 different displays! And once the last boom banged, we were home in ten minutes with very little traffic to deal with.
Sabin was very tired, but he enjoyed the show as best he could. He kept pointing, saying "eeewwwww" and "pe-y". We thought the second word might be an attempt at "pretty". Because that is what I kept telling him. It is so fun to listen to him trying to talk. As a sidenote, he has recently added the word "bath" to his vocabulary.
Peacefully Buzzing,
Misty

Finally Feeling Better

My little darling was sick for a full week. The fever that started on Thursday, the 26th, went as high as 104' F at one point and hovered around 101.5' F often. His elevated temperature was accompanied by tummy discomfort occasional diarhea and lots and lots of crying. If you know my boy, you know how unusual crying is. Even our neighbors remarked at how much he seemed to be crying.
We worked around the clock to keep that fever down. It was hot outside, high 80's to low 90's and consequently hot in our home (low 80's) in the afternoons. When it was cooler outside than in we went out. We also spent some time in our basement to escape the heat. I think Sabin took more baths in the past week than he had in the whole first year of his life-- some in the tub, some outside in the shade. Lavendar essential oil was added to many of these soaks.  I practically fed him belladona and chamomilla (two homeopathic remedies that I wouldn't want to be without). He also had his 2nd and 3rd dose of Tylenol. My darling nursed around the clock and my wonderful husband made sure that I remained well nourished.
Monday morning Joe wanted to take Sabin to the doctor for peace of mind. I made an appointment. This was Sabin's very first visit to a doctor. The man was very kind and told us that we were doing all the right things. His diagnosis - a stomache virus that would pass within a few more days.
In the wee hours of Wednesday morning, I awoke in a puddle sweat. "Ha... thank you, God." I whispered. Sabin's fever had finally broke. Still Wednesday was not an easy day. Sabin cried and clinged to mommy as much as any past day. The night was difficult as well. But Thursday brought some peace and rest as my little boy was finally able to rest. Last night he slept more like his old self. And today, although still rather fussy, he is more like himself.
Yesterday and today I have tried to catch up on the things that have gone undone. Joe has been wonderful to pitch in with laundry, cooking, and dishes. I am so thankful for a husband who jumps in wherever needed. I was pleasantly surprised to find a basket overflowing with clean, folded laundry.
I am also thakful for our garden. This past week especially, we've been feasting on salads. The lettuce from our garden is plentiful and so tasty. What a blessing in all the heat to have something so simple and delicious to fill our tummies.
As for today... once Sabin and Joe awake from their afternoon naps, we are going to our church picnic and then we'll see fireworks. Sabin got his first glimpse of fireworks last night and was very excited about them, pointing and ooohhhing at each bright display. I expect it will be a fun evening.
I'm looking forward to returning to my more normal routine in the days to come.
Peacefully Buzzing,
Misty

Sabin's Trick's or Rather "Trix"

Last Thursday, daddy got Sabin a new companion. Apparently, this furry little fella really needed a home. And so we welcomed another member to the "Englewood City Farm."

(For those that don't know we live in the greater Metro area of Denver, CO - i.e. the city)



We call him Trix. He's 9 months old. And yes.... another poodle. (at least they don't shed. at least they don't shed. at least they don't...)


Peacefully Buzzing,
Misty