Damon and the flu

DISCLAIMER: Do not read this if you get queasy easily.  You may think I am sharing too much, but hey, this is for me to look back on and remember.
 Last Friday we went out to dinner with my fam at Texas Roadhouse and Damon was his usual crazy self.  We came home and he really did not want to go to bed, which is unfortunately not that unusual lately.  Mike finally got him to sleep and then Mike said he wasn't feeling well.  I assumed it was because he ate so dang much at Texas Roadhouse.  He started throwing up but I didn't really think anything of it.  Then as I was literally pulling the sheets back to go to bed, Damon did this weird cough/gurgle thing and then started whimpering.  I considered just climbing into bed and letting him go back to sleep but it sounded strange so I went in to check on him.  I walked in and he was crying and reaching for me saying "mom", so I picked him up.  As soon as I did I realized he had thrown up.  Everywhere.  And it was now all over me.  Lovely.  I took him to the bathroom to clean him up but he was hysterical and wouldn't let go of me so I could.  I think he was probably just scared because this was the first time he has ever thrown up besides baby spit up.
We had to get Mike up to come calm him down so I could clean him up.  Then he snuggled in next to Mike and I thought went to sleep.  Then I had to take off all his bedding and throw it in the washer and clean up the sides of his crib and carpet.  At this point I was feeling pretty nasty so I jumped in the shower.  I get out to Mike saying "Whit he threw up again".  UGH.  I don't know what I expected but I guess I just hoped it would be a one time thing.  And of course it was just enough to have to wash those sheets and blankets too.  Seriously, what do you even do with a child who isn't old enough to understand what's happening so they can go to the bathroom or use a bucket?  So we got a towel and camped on the couch for the night.  Watched Frozen til about 1:30 when he finally fell asleep.  At this point there wasn't much left in him but the poor thing kept waking up throughout the night to go for another round.  I also got the wonderful opportunity of listening to Mike get up throughout the night for the same thing.  Poor boys.
At about 6:30 am I wake up to Damon bright eyed and bushy tailed in my face saying "mom, mom" and just wanting to watch Frozen again.  As soon as it started he was jumping around and dancing to the music.  He sure got over it fast!! And I'm thinking 'if you feel better why the heck aren't we sleeping?!'  But hey if its no longer puke, I'll take it.
So Saturday was spent with us quarantined in the house while Mike and Damon recovered (mostly Mike.  Damon was fine after that), and I coroxed and cleaned everything.  And I mean EVERYTHING!  Wishful thinking to think I wouldn't get it after cleaning up puke and spending the night with Damon, but hey a girl can dream.  Sure enough, Saturday night it was my turn.  Being sick sucks.  Being pregnant and sick is utterly miserable.  Luckily my mom and dad came and took Damon for the day so I didn't have to worry about him and I could just wallow in self pity.  Which is pretty much what I did.  By Monday all was right with the world and back to normal, but man was it a crappy weekend.  Saturday was the first day of summer-the longest day of the year.  I agree, but for different reasons!

Now for more of my random thoughts:   Damon is starting to talk a lot more.  In his own language that is.  I realized today that I better keep track of some of the funny things he says so I will remember.

water or really any kind of liquid = awa (almost like Spanish agua)

bike = bap

candy = nanee

please- My favorite, but possibly the hardest one to explain = kind of a cross between t-thhhh and tsss.... he kinda just sticks out his tongue and blows air out.....

ipad = bubo (there is a bubble game he likes to play so he thinks that is what it is called)

wagon = aahheee

bye = DIE

cow = dow

monkey = duhdeee

That's all I can think of for now..... Plus Damon is currently screaming for me from his crib.  Seriously this kid slept through the night almost from day one but now he is suddenly in this phase where he won't go to bed.  On the nights we are lucky enough that he does go to bed, he will only sleep about half the night before he is up screaming for us and wanting to get in bed with us.  And I cant really just let him cry because the downstairs neighbor has 2 kids in the room right below him and I'm afraid he will wake them up.  I have no idea what to do.....HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Summer

Well Mike and I have both been really excited for summer where he doesn't have to go to work.  But he hates just sitting at home, so he has been helping out his friend's dad with landscaping.  It's been nice because he stays busy and it is way chill so if he needs a day off for anything it's not a big deal.  We do wish he was home a little more to play, but I think he would go crazy!  Damon has absolutely LOVED the warm weather.  If he could, he would stay outside 24/7!  Which kinda sucks because with this pregnancy I have been getting really dizzy a lot, especially when I am outside and it is hot.  Luckily I have a lot of other people who are willing to chase him around in the heat :)

 Damon petting the cows at aunt Julie's farm

 Riding the tractor at the farm.  He loved it out there!

 Caitlin taking him for a ride on the 3-wheeler -- aka tractor.  

To him, anything that is big and moves is a tractor.
That is the same helmet and 3-wheeler we used when I was little :)

 Now every time we go to grandma and grandpa's house he 

runs to the shed with the 3-wheeler and tries to break in 

while saying 'tractor, tractor'

This kid loves bubbles, but is so independent that he wants to do it himself.

It never really works, but he has a great time anyways! ( I cant figure out how
to upload a video on here...... so this is all you get for now-- anybody know
how to do it?  Is there a trick?)

I have been trying to do fun things with him that are different from our everyday routine which usually includes books, blocks, random toys and the iPad.  But it seems that every time I try something new he just looks at me like um...... are you crazy?  What is this?  Oh well, I guess I should just be glad that he is easily entertained!!

 We tried painting with watercolors the other day.  It lasted about 3 minutes.

And yes, he is using the wrong end of the brush.

And now he is getting ready to eat it..... that is probably

my fault for putting him in his high chair to do it.

On the 10th it was our anniversary.  We have been married for 4 years now!  In some ways it has flown by, but other times I think seriously that's it?  It has been an eventful 4 years: We have both graduated college, Mike has had 3 jobs and finally has a 'real' job, we have lived in 4 different apartments, we have an almost 2 year old and another on the way, and we are (VERY slowly, but surely) in the process of getting a house.  So when I think about it like that I think how has it only been 4 years?!  We had a class to go to the night of our anniversary so we didn't do much to celebrate.  We did go out to Texas Roadhouse a couple days before.  I didn't even get a picture of me and Mike together, but I did get one of him and Damon.  (Yes, we took our child on our anniversary date with us.... ha ha ha!)

He wouldn't hold still long enough for me to get a picture that wasn't blurry!

I've decided to start the blog back up.  I was too busy/lazy to do it last time, but I really like looking back at the things I have posted and forgotten about so here we go again.  I'm not even going to try to catch up on the last almost 2 years but hopefully I can stay updated from here on out.

We have been loving the splash pad across the street from our apartment!! I worried that Damon might be a little scared but the first time he saw the water going he was pulling against me trying to get in it.  It was like 6:30 at night and he wasn't in a swimming suit, but it was still pretty warm so in he went.  He had a blast until one stream of water got him right in the face!  Then he was scared and probably a little cold.  The next time we went back he refused to go unless he could push his empty stroller around with him.... okay.....  We have been back a few more times and he is over the stroller thing and has been having a great time!  He stands right in the middle with this big grin on his face and his arms flailing up and down.  Then he runs back over to make sure you are watching and clapping for him, then he goes back for more.  When he gets bored with that he says "nee.....neee...." which in Damon's world means swing.  Its pretty handy having all the playground toys there too because he can go back and forth between the two.  It is also kind of a pain in the butt because just when I get comfortable watching him in the water he runs away to the toys :)

He is such a little tease lately and he thinks he is so funny.  He will stand up in the tub and start whining and reaching for me so I grab his towel and go to get him out.  Right when I reach out to pick him up he says "NO!" and sits back down and starts splashing and laughing.  When I finally do get him out of the tub he goes to his room and collapses on the floor with his towel covering him.  He thinks he is hiding.  So then I have to say "where's Damon?" and make noise like I am looking for him and he laughs and laughs (super discreet for someone who is hiding).  When I actually lift up the towel to find him he freaks out and whines until I cover him back up and then he says "thank you".  I think he is missing the point of the game.......