i feel like i've been asleep for a week! where did the days go??? the first week of school...done. we made it through. the kids are doing fabulously. mom....doing fabulously. :) the school buses are a sweet sweet thing. lovin' that the kids are riding it to and from school now. hudson is still a bit apprehensive about the whole get on the big giant yellow box with wheels but he's getting use to it. he was rather alarmed when he realized there were no seat belts and has given m several lectures regarding the utter disregard these "adults" seem to have for his safety, but otherwise, all is well. my innocent sweet, moldable little newborn is vanishing before my eyes as well. he is now sitting up on his own...though a bit of the weeble wobble butt creeps up occasionally. he is also very interested in reaching for anything that could possibly cause harm to him....or a headache for me. a few nights ago he managed to grab the bowl of carrots i was feeding him and toss it onto the floor...but not before slinging it across my face. he's also far more interested in playing with his food than eating it..which is still a skill we are trying to master. he finds it amusing to eat a spoonful of food but then blow raspberries with it....which of course...ends up on me...again. last night i was talking to mark while feeding him and he decided to play this game with the prunes we were attempting to force down him. i got a good portion of it in my mouth. and for the record...yea, not a fan of prunes. so adios are the days sweet little wrinkly baby who slept 15 hours a day....hello....sweet little pudgy baby who sleeps ...well, let's just say not as much.
in other happenings, mark had a major accident this weekend. yes, he was cleaning out the refrigerator in the garage (making room for more beer no doubt) and he stepped back and tripped over an extension cord ...because we all know how big and cumbersome those things can be....anyway, he snapped something in his foot. he was convinced he had broken every bone in his foot and that it might even need to be amputated and he writhed in pain the entire way to the dr. i offered to take him to the labor and delivery wing so he could get an epidural but he didn't think he'd live long enough for it to be administered. instead we opted for the Texas Med Clinic where after a series of xrays it was determined he tore a tendon...which i'm sure IS semi painful however, the blood curdling screams of my recent birthing experience still trumps his sprain...i've been working on my compassion can you tell? nonetheless, he did hobble out w/ an air cast and some crutches and a ticket to sit on his ass and enjoy a few good flicks for the next week. (i was wondering why she didn't give him a little bell to ring as well???) in all seriousness, i did feel horrible for him. it's always hard to realize your husband is, in fact human, and not from the planet krypton after all.
lots of other big things happening at casa de furse....but for now, i must sign out and prep for kinder orientation tonight...which is always a great way to realize how lousy of a parent you really are because you didn't sign up to be in the PTA or make homemade brownies for the entire school staff.....