Eddie took these first 2 photos and the camera on timer took the last. We were going through photos that I 'finally' had printed and he saw one of all his bowling pen animals and decided to re-create the scene and then photograph it.
Judging by what he has photographed around the house, he is most interested in the kitchen floor (but then we spend a lot of time there), the family room carpet, Josie, lights, and random objects photographed from multiple vantage points. It's pretty cool. I've printed a bunch out, so we'll see what he thinks.
I lost count of how many times this pillow was photographed. He really likes it, and I wish I'd bought more even though Den gave me a hard time when I brought it home from Costco many years ago.
These bottom 2 are from tonight. He actually agreed to pose. Now that he is taking so many photos, I find him more willing to pose--not always, but sometimes.
Den left early Monday morning, we told the kids on Sunday night that he might be leaving before they woke up. Well, they didn't want that to happen and programmed their little bodies to rise at 5am! So I should not be surprised by the following:
Let me begin by saying that everyone is okay. I'm not sure the g'parents know this and there is no easy way to say it, so I'll just rip the band-aid off.
Josie fell down the stairs on Monday night. Let me 'splain and again repeat that she is FINE. I shut the gate at the top of the stairs probably 85% of the time I'm up there with her, but this time I didn't as I thought I'd plop them both in bed. I was trying to get them ready for bed and I saw her near the stairs and warned her away. Some time later she was right on the edge, trying her new skill of climbing down backwards.
I knew what was going to happen before I got there, she somehow fell backwards on her but then contined onto the back of her head. She then bounced down a stair like this. I rushed over, but didn't want to grab for her and miss and cause her to continue down the stairs. She bopped down 1 or 2 more stairs like that before stopping as I grabbed her. Her eyes were as big as saucers and she basically didn't cry. It was more of a holy smokes reacation.
Then I chewed Ed out for no reason because I was so upset by my own stupidity at not shutting the gate. I told him I was just upset with myself and not him. Ugh. I knew the head injury protocol from previuos head injuries--you may remember, the child's wooden chair on her face at 3 months, the fall from the highchair at about 9 months and I'm sure there have been others. Ed's head has seen a little more action, but she is sure making up for lost time. Anyway, so I kept her up for the next 2 hours and she didn't puke or exhibit any wild signs, in fact, she was dancing, giggling and stacks 3 different kinds of blocks and using 2 different shape sorters, so I figured she didn't have blury vision anyway.
Then, Tues. when I got home from work at 6pm, Eddie had the kind of cough that is just barely above clearing your throat, but we've been told can be a precursor to an asthma attack. As he was trying to fall asleep, the panting breaths began and I started to wonder what I'd do with Josie if we had to visit the ER.
Fortunately for me, our insurance has a 24 hour nurse line. After 30 min. on the phone with them, his breathing had calmed and I had too. So Wed. 1/2 my day was spent at the doctor to learn that Josie has an ear infection (if I'm bringing one, I'm bringing both), and that Eddie is indeed wheezing and we need change/up his meds. Yahoo! At least the fire alarm didn't go off until the doctor left our room. I did feel vindicated as Cookie was giving me a good natured hard time about taking kids who didn't seem sick to the doctor's. I made her come too. She told the kids to act sick-I guess they did :) Once I got the perscriptions filled it was nearly 5pm. Thankfully no bedtime incidences this time, but then I'm still awake, so we'll see. 2nights down, 2 to go.