Oops! Almost forgot.
I kept meaning to post about various things Aidan has done, but due to lots of activity and taking care of him myself, I kept forgetting. So here are a few little tidbits. First, Aidan had his first round of shots post-hospital....5 in all. Ouch. The nurse was very nice and did them quicker than I thought was humanly possible though, and he was a real trooper about it. He cried for a very short time, and then was ok. On the way home we stopped to get infant Tylenol for him...which brings me to my next tidbit.
They Tylenol was grapre flavored. It didn't really occur to me until we actually gave it to him, but it was the first thing he had ever had that tasted like anything. Up until that point, the only thing he had was milk-- that blows my mind. Think about it...if you had never experienced tasting anything, how strange would grape taste? Especially grape-flavored medicine, which we all know is like 90% sugar. He reacted like someone set off an A-bomb on his tongue. He immediatly stopped whimpering, and his eyes got very big. His eyebrows shot up and his mouth turned into a little "o"...then he licked his lips like a hyena at a fresh kill. Ah, sugar. The crack for every kid's tongue.
The last bit I have to relate is his latest bathtub development. Contrary to what we initially surmised, bath time is NOT his favorite activity. At best, he sits there and takes it-- at worst, it's a 15 minute scream-a-thon complete with flailing limbs and splashing water. On the particualr night in question, he was taking it pretty well... he was tired, so he was just kind of zoning out. We got him undressed and put him in the tub. I shoul dhave known something was up when he turned his head to look me dead in the eye, and gave me a little smile. I smiled back...and then I looked down. He was peeing allllll over the place. In his little tub, over teh side into the big tub, all ina state of pure bliss. This got me thinking-- I posit that not one of us can say we've never peed in the tub in our lives. There hasn't been an encore to this performance, but I'm sure it's coming... and I'm betting it's going to involve something much less pleasant than pee. But, as usual, it will be cute. I think it must stop being cute at some point though... I'd have to ask my mom. I'm betting it's around the time that you need a gas mask to deal with the PoopTanic that has just been launched.
They Tylenol was grapre flavored. It didn't really occur to me until we actually gave it to him, but it was the first thing he had ever had that tasted like anything. Up until that point, the only thing he had was milk-- that blows my mind. Think about it...if you had never experienced tasting anything, how strange would grape taste? Especially grape-flavored medicine, which we all know is like 90% sugar. He reacted like someone set off an A-bomb on his tongue. He immediatly stopped whimpering, and his eyes got very big. His eyebrows shot up and his mouth turned into a little "o"...then he licked his lips like a hyena at a fresh kill. Ah, sugar. The crack for every kid's tongue.
The last bit I have to relate is his latest bathtub development. Contrary to what we initially surmised, bath time is NOT his favorite activity. At best, he sits there and takes it-- at worst, it's a 15 minute scream-a-thon complete with flailing limbs and splashing water. On the particualr night in question, he was taking it pretty well... he was tired, so he was just kind of zoning out. We got him undressed and put him in the tub. I shoul dhave known something was up when he turned his head to look me dead in the eye, and gave me a little smile. I smiled back...and then I looked down. He was peeing allllll over the place. In his little tub, over teh side into the big tub, all ina state of pure bliss. This got me thinking-- I posit that not one of us can say we've never peed in the tub in our lives. There hasn't been an encore to this performance, but I'm sure it's coming... and I'm betting it's going to involve something much less pleasant than pee. But, as usual, it will be cute. I think it must stop being cute at some point though... I'd have to ask my mom. I'm betting it's around the time that you need a gas mask to deal with the PoopTanic that has just been launched.
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