I can’t really believe you’re already five.
We did actually get out of the house today — to take Ezra to his gymnastics class. Finn put up quite a fight when he heard he wouldn’t be able to go to his class, but he finally got used to the idea. Ezra had a great time at class; this week they put a huge rope over the pit area so the kids could swing out and fall into the pit. Sadly, I was outside with Finn and couldn’t take any pictures.
I also shooed them both out to the backyard for a couple of hours this afternoon just so they could get some fresh air. They had a grand time painting the playhouse, again. Purple, pink, white, and yellow this time.
And finally, here’s a sweet picture of Finn just starting to wake up from his nap. He always looks like such an angel when he sleeps.
Oy! Friday night while changing Finn into his pajamas, I discovered three marks on his back.
I thought they were bug bites. But just to be cautious, I looked up pictures of chicken pox on the internet. I was happy to see that Finn’s marks and the pictures I found looked quite different. But then over the weekend, Bruce and I discovered there were a few more than I had originally found. So, off to the pediatrician we went this morning and Dr. Lizer assured us that Finn has a mild case of chicken pox. He’d been vaccinated with the first dose of the vaccine at 18 months, but sometimes children will still contract chicken pox despite the vaccine. The first three marks have already scabbed over, so I’m hopeful that we will be done with this by the end of the week.
I haven’t heard of any of our friends having chicken pox, so I have no idea where he picked this up. Apparently, the incubation period is 10-21 days, so he could have come in contact with it at any number of places — parks, indoor playground, gymnastics class, restaurants, etc.
Thankfully, Ezra is fine. He’s had both doses of the vaccine so his immunity is stronger. The nurse assured me he is fine to attend school, which was a relief.
Why yes, that is the empty spot in the driveway where my dad’s truck used to sit. I finally sold it! Woohoo!!
… with these:
These lovely Snow White shoes (on loan from Ezra’s friend Lucy) are completely captivating him. He discovered them during our play date at her house yesterday, and I kept finding him in her room secretly trying them on. For some reason, he didn’t want to wear them in front of anyone else. He was beside himself when she said he could borrow them, and when we got home he ran directly into his room, shut the door, and put on the shoes. He even crawled into bed with them on last night.
This morning he proudly showed them to Bruce (pointing out the heel) and continues to put them on and try to successfully walk in them. He needs some practice — as evidenced by the crash I heard about a half-hour ago.
We headed down to San Diego yesterday to visit Bob, Vanessa, and Thomas. The seven of us took the trolley to down town where there was a Chinese New Year celebration happening. Needless to say, Ezra enjoyed seeing the dragons. We had a great time, and it was super fun to see the three littlest Moisions playing together. Here are some pics.
Ezra talks a lot about his wife. She changes daily, and sometimes there are more than one, but in general she’s quite knowledgeable and helpful. She’s usually fixing trucks and explaining things to him. His teacher, Art, transcribed this statement and put it on the wall at preschool. I think I need to keep this photo for my future daughter-in-law.
We had gymnastics this morning and again the boys had a great time. Here’s Ezra’s big jump — only a little blurry.
This afternoon we had to go by my dad’s house to check on the air conditioner and fan situation (and make sure the system wasn’t burning itself up), and so, as bribery for cooperation getting in and out of the house quickly, we went to Hamilton Park around the corner. It’s always fun and strange for me to take them to the park that I spent so much time at as a kid. Of course, like every other park in Pasadena, the playground has been completely revamped. Gone is the deathtrap merry-go-round in favor of safer play structures. They had a good time, although Finn’s pleas to go home make me suspect he’s still not feeling up to par.
Here’s Ezra trying to drink from the misting machine.
I had a fantastically relaxing weekend in Palm Springs with Janice, returning late last night to find Bruce miserable with cold symptoms again. We thought he had recovered from the cold and infection of two weeks ago, but he seems to have relapsed. In addition, Finn woke up at about midnight yelling, “Ouch, ouch!” When I went into his room, I discovered he had a poopy diaper and a very bad rash … as well as a fever (100.8). Ugh. After some Children’s Tylenol and some cuddling, he went back to sleep in his room and seemed to rest just fine until about 7:30 this morning. The fever was back (100.4) and he was grumpy as ever. He got more Tylenol and shunned his breakfast (Cream of Wheat) in favor of crackers on the couch. So, our scheduled play date has been canceled and we are now quarantined for another Moision sick day.
As Bruce and I were frantically preparing dinner for our book club meeting tonight, Ezra and Finn were sort of left to their own devices. About twenty minutes before guests were due to arrive, Ezra comes into the kitchen and says, “Mommy, I need a brush.”
“What for?” I ask.
“Because I’m cutting Finn’s hair,” he says, totally matter of fact, like it’s something we do everyday.
So, I walk into the family room and find a fairly large amount of hair scattered on the couch and floor, while Finn sits patiently waiting for his stylist to return. I should have taken some pictures of the hair on the floor, because despite it being an alarming amount (at least to me), it is hardly noticeable on Finn’s head. Good thing he has a full head of hair to camouflage the extremely short bits right on the top of his head!
Yesterday I worked in Ezra’s class at Cottage and took a few pictures with my iPhone (I forgot to bring my camera). I wanted to get one of him on the skitter (plasma car) because he loves them so much.
The dinosaurs were also a big hit yesterday, and late in the day Ezra decided they needed a drink of water. He and some of the other boys filled the stream and water play ensued. Finn was a little zoney by this point (about 1:15) because he’d been at school for five hours — way too much for this not-quite-three year old (despite his insistence that “I not tired!”). He was also soaking wet and I’m sure quite chilly. But still having way too much fun to want to leave.
Ezra has been asking to do gymnastics lately so last week we signed up for classes. Even though Finn’s not 3 yet, they kindly let him enter the 3-4 class so he can go too. Each class is about 50 minutes and the boys have a blast. I was pleasantly surprised at how cooperative Ezra was the first day. When he took the Parent & Me class as a 2 year old he was never, ever interested in waiting his turn or sitting down to listen to instructions. What a difference three years makes, I guess. Here are some pics.
Sadly, I didn’t have my camera set properly so most of my still pics of Ezra are at least this blurry, if not worse.
Regular old Monday here. Ezra had school so Finn and I dropped him off and ran some errands. He likes to throw pennies in the fountain at the bank, so after I was done with business there (and after he’d been admired my favorite teller), I dug out some pennies from my purse and he made wishes for the whole family. Apparently, he wants a bike.
This afternoon we went up to the park and ran around for a little while. Part of the play structure was blocked off with caution signs and netting, which, of course, made it the most interesting thing in the park. Ezra and Finn understood they had to stay away from it, and both of them were very worried when another little boy ignored the signs and crawled right in … until his mother showed up to shoo him out. Here are some pictures from our park outing.