I don't normally do this, so sorry that's there's going to be no pictures, but for some reason, I just really want to remember what happened today (I guess at this point it was technically yesterday, but to make the story telling easier, I'm going to call it today). Yesterday, Brian found out that he could take Ollie down the hydro-tub at the St. George City Pool as long as Ollie was wearing a life jacket. All summer long, it's been Brian's dream to take Oliver down a big waterslide, but no where in Northern Utah or in the whole Dallas/Fort Worth area would let you take kids down their big slides. So, when Brian found out that he could, he got very excited and told Ollie that tommorow they would go down the waterslide. Oliver seemed like he was happy about getting to go, but he didn't act nessecarily super excited. You can therefore imagine our surprise when shortly after 7 o'clock this morning, Brian and I felt Ollie climbing onto our bed. He then crawled right up to Brian and said, "go on a waterslide." This is my child that generally sleeps until 9 or 9:30 and rarely ever wakes up before 8:30! It was so cute and clever and funny that he had made the connection and realized that now it was tomorrow which meant that he could go on the waterslide! I didn't even think that he was that excited about it, but apperantly he was! We then spent all day explaining to him that the slide didn't open until 3:00 pm, which meant that he would have to wait until after nap time. He, however, didn't take a nap and right at 3 o'clock Brian took Oliver to the waterslide. I stayed here with Dexy who was taking a nap, but I heard that Ollie LOVED it and that both he and Brian had a fabulous time! We'll have to go again so that I can see the joy on his face. But for today, I was actually glad to stay behind in a quiet sleeping home and even got a little nap myself! I'm glad that they had such a good time and it was just so cute that he came into our room 10 seconds before the first thing in the morning, all pumped and ready to go down the waterslide!
My other story is sad, but it's still a little funny. Once I explain, you'll see why. After dinner, I made some very yummy banana muffins. Dexy had actually eaten a pretty good dinner, but the whole time I was making the muffins he was just beside himself. He wanted one so bad! It was crazy how he knew that I was baking something delicious and he just couldn't wait. The timer went off and I opened the oven and went to pull the muffins out. My boys have often come up to the oven to watch me take out baked goodies and neither one of them has ever touched it or even acted like they might touch the oven. They are both so good about it, that I just remind them that it's very hot and tell them, "don't touch" and they don't. But tonight, Dexy came over and I told him it was hot, so he started trying to blow on the muffins (when I tell him, "hot," he blows on his food to cool it down - it's really cute). I pulled one pan out of the oven and when I didn't give him a muffin right away, he just couldn't resist any longer and he grabbed for one himself! It happened so fast. I couldn't even kind of stop him. He grabbed the hot oven rack with his whole hand, took a long stillted inhale, and then let out a shriek that could burst your ear-drums. My parents were over for dinner and my mom was right at the sink, so she turned the cold water on and I grabbed Dexy and put his hand in the water right after it happened. We were running water on it and trying to ice it and Dexy was just screaming and screaming and screaming. There was snot dripping down his face and tears every where. My poor baby! He was just so upset and then we realized that he was still trying to reach for the muffins that were now on the cooling rack. My mom said, "try giving him a muffin since that's what he wanted so badly in the first place." So, I took a muffin, peeled off the paper liner, broke it into fourth and handed him one. He took it, immediately stopped crying, hopped off of my lap, and happily trotted off to eat his long awaited banana muffin! After that, his troubles were over! It was funny how that's all he wanted and once he had it, burned hand and all, everything was fine. And tonight after their bath, I checked Dexy's hand and it didn't look too bad. I think it won't really even blister and he's going to be just fine. And if not, I'll just give him a banana muffin!
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Oh, no! Burns are the worst. I mean, you just feel so helpless and stupid, and Kaitlyn's never had a really bad one, either, but it always seems bad. I am glad most of the screaming was for the muffin. They must be really good. :)
It's so funny with kids what is and isn't a big deal. Grabbing an oven rack is a big deal no matter what age you are but he seemed to bounce right back. The super healing powers of Love and muffins must have saved his hand. 8)
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