Summertime

Hello again!

I’ve been really bad at blogging.  I thought I’d make a go of it for a bit and then life got in the way again.  It has a tendency to do that.  I am going to try one more time to keep up the blog and if I can’t then I am going to put it to bed.  As a follower of a few mommy blogs now I am ultra disappointed and feel it a personal slight when someone I don’t even know doesn’t update their blog on a regular basis so in light of trying not to do that to whoever may be still out there I will either keep this going regularly (every two weeks) or I’ll say my goodbyes as I retire from blogging.

The summer is in full swing in Madison, however, it doesn’t feel too much like summer because I am missing the familiarity of our summers in Whitefish Bay.  I miss having our friends over for drinks and dinner in the backyard.  I miss the quick walks up to the water fountains for Everest to play.  I miss the way it felt.  But in time I will establish new traditions and new feelings and I’ll look forward to summers in Madison rather than missing summers in Whitefish Bay. 

Kingston’s language is progressing very well.  I think he will at some point require some speech therapy but we are not too concerned at this point because everything is just so new still.  He is working on saying Everest instead of Eva.  He is trying to get the “st” sound down.  Instead of “st” he does a “ta”  so every time before he tries to say Everest’s name he says, “ta, ta ta, Evata.”  At least we are up to three syllables. 

Everest is doing amazing.  We had a rough spot for a bit where we were coming out of the honeymoon phase of being home with Kingston but it seems like things have leveled out for now.  He is back to his charming effervescent self.  He is making us laugh again and I have even heard his laugh (my favorite sound in the world).

Funny stuff:

Everest referring to people’s cabins as their cabinets.  He likes cabinets.

Everest referring to sky scrapers as scrape towers.  He also likes scrape towers.

Have you ever read the books, “If you give a moose a muffin” or “If you give a cat a cupcake?”  They are sort of cute but sort of make me want to shoot myself.  Anyway, if you have read them you will get this.  Ryan opened a beer the other day and it was slippery as he went to pick it up off of the counter.  It ends up slipping out of his hands and spiraling on the floor spraying beer everywhere.  Everest says, “If you give a daddy a beer he’s going to drop it and if he drops it he is going to get another one.”

Scary stuff ending with a funny stuff:

We had quite the scare on Friday.  Ryan took the day off of work and I was working from home in the morning (had a half day in the afternoon).  Ryan got up early to work on the playset in the backyard and was out there for about a half an hour before he came inside from getting stung multiple times by bees.  Within minutes he was starting to develop a burning, itching rash all over his body.  Within ten minutes he was out the door to urgent care.  Within a half an hour I got a call saying he was being taken by ambulance to the hospital after suffering from anaphylaxis from multiple bee stings.  It was a scary scene at the hospital but he was talking and was ok.  They wanted him to spend the night because of fear of “rebounding” but we were able to leave around 6:30.  I picked Everest up for school and he was somewhat annoyed that his playset was not put together yet.  I told him that he should be more concerned about his dad and not worried about his playset and that he shouldn’t talk to me for a while.  After about five minutes (apparently enough time in his mind of being quiet) he said to me, “Mommy, I am really con-corned about daddy.”  So he may not have been concerned but at least he was con-corned.  Happy, happy, happy and relieved that Ryan is ok.  He now has to carry an epi-pen with him wherever he goes and he is going to start bee desensitization through an allergist. 

Kingston, while improving on the language front, has become quite a beast in the behavior area.  Whoa!  He’s been bad.  When he doesn’t get what he wants when he wants it (from me only) he will FREAK OUT.  Yelling, kicking, spitting.  His favorite to say during that time is, “MOMMA, YOU GO WAY (away)!!!!  MOMMA YOU TINKY (stinky)!!!!”  Charming little boy, right?!?  He is a real treasure during those times.  However, the last few days he has been AWESOME! 

The boys are loving being outside and playing with their pool, water guns, water balloons and hoses.  They are completely enamored with the kids next door.  When the girls are around our boys want nothing to do with us.  It’s kind of sad but also kind of AWESOME.  Last night the kids were in the house long enough to get their swimmers on before heading out for two hours to the next door neighbor’s house.  I did not get asked to give an underdog once!  In fact, when I tried to, Kingston said he wanted one from the neighbor girl.  Again, AWESOME.  I went inside and poured another glass of wine.  In just rereading this paragraph, I realized that saying my child wanted an underdog from the girl next door sounded really naughty.  Thatta boy!