It has been awhile since I have had a toddler, five years to be exact! Sometimes, I get caught up in what I am doing and forget that silence, while nice with the older ones (for the most part), is rarely good, and often dangerous (or at least worth 20-30 minutes of clean up when found!) with a 2-yr old! This morning was one of those times. As I was cleaning my kitchen (yes, I occasionally do that), I didn't realize I was enjoying the silence when here comes Kyler out of his room. I look at his arms in stunned silence.

Then the silence breaks and I yell, 'Kyler! No, no!' So, he runs into his room and I follow him, but before I get in, he pulls on a set of Mr. Potato head glasses.

Of course, it worked, I laughed then snapped some pictures.

Thank heavens they were dry erase markers and no wall or child or toy was harmed!!!

On a side note, as I was posting this blog, this is what happened:

Sigh, it's good he's cute!

When I went to my doctor appointment last week, my doctor informed me that since the H1N1 flu (swine flu) is going strong in our area, and since it hits pregnant women very hard (as of last Thursday there were 5 pregnant women in the ICU of the Idaho Falls Hospital), that I shouldn't go out to public places, i.e., HOUSE ARREST! So, I be a good girl and do my best to stay away from lots of people, make my kids wash their hands twice as much and use LOTS of hand sanitizer. So, Monday, around noon, my oldest son calls me and says the school wants me to come pick him up because he started coughing when he got to school and just sort of got worse. I ask him questions on the way home like, does he feel sore, does he feel warm, etc., all the flu like symptoms I could think of. All he says is he coughs and has a little headache. Well, every winter, for the past 2 or 3 years, he gets a cold with a nasty cough that lasts for a month or sometimes two, so I thought maybe that was what it was. We get home and I decide to take his temperature, which was 103.2 degrees! Then he says, 'I couldn't even bend over to tie my shoe I hurt too bad.'...mmm...doesn't that fall under the 'sore' category!!! So I banish him downstairs and wash my hands for about 30 minutes then call my mom to take him to the doctor. They were there for about 2 hours when my mom calls and say he is positive for Influenza A, but since the swine flu is the strain that is going around and it is so expensive to test for it, they would treat him like he had it. So, the irony is, I am under house arrest so I don't get swine flu, AND IT'S IN MY HOUSE!!! We have taken some pretty good precautions though, he pretty much stays downstairs, we have masks and gloves and lysol and disinfecting wipes and hand sanitizer that we use A LOT! He seems to be doing pretty well, but then again, the poor thing isn't able to go to school and is locked up with the Wii! I hope he will be able to cope!

So, yesterday was quite a day. It was the one year (anniversary?, birthday?, ?) since we lost my sweet baby Justin. I had a weird day with many mixed emotions. On the one hand I couldn't believe it has been a whole year since it happened, some memories being so vivid it was like it happened that morning. On the other hand a whole lot has happened in that year and some memories I had to struggle to recall. I also feel a little guilty for being pregnant, like maybe I should have waited.

My family sent me flowers, and they were supposed to come yesterday, but were accidentally delivered on Monday, and I thought how sweet my family was for that, but was surprised I didn't cry. I was really touched, but thought, 'maybe I can handle this one with no tears'

Then today, I get another bundle of flowers and the lady said, 'My boss wanted me to tell you these were ordered on Saturday.' Most people would think how odd, but I knew right away they were from my husband. Those of you who don't know my husband wouldn't understand, he's not big on sending flowers, but whenever I get flowers from my family for my birthday, he always jokes that the florist must have forgot to deliver the ones from him. So, I'm thinking, 'How sweet he sent me flowers!' There were lots of purple and some pink, some lilies and lots of carnations, which are my favorite flower. (although I found out later he had to call my sister to see which flower I liked best! You think, after fifteen years of marriage...) Then I read the card... he wrote it as though it was Justin who was saying it and it said the sweetest things, and it had a little stuffed bear tied to it, I bawled for half an hour!