Bubble Boy

More J-isms

J is learning to tell time now, this is a conversation from a few days ago...
Me: What time is it?
J, walking to the microwave: 1-0-7 (he said each number slowly & deliberately)
Me, clarifying: It's one-oh-seven?
J, exasperated with my ignorance: Not oh! one- ZERO-seven
Geez, what was I thinking? I just got schooled by a 3-year-old. Ouch!


This was when he was 2 years old and he loved (still does!) to drink apple punch...
J: Mommy, I want some juice.
Me: Wait a minute.
J, watching me pour it into his sippie cup: Is that my juice?
Me, cranky: No, it's mine.
J: That's MY cup!!
Me: Yes, this is your juice.
J: You were teasing me?
Me: It's called sarcasm.
J: No, it's apple punch.

To this day, K and I refer to sarcasm as apple punch.

J's Hives

After playing outside for a bit yesterday afternoon, J tells me that he is really itchy. I pulled up his shirt and saw all of these large pink whelps (hives, I found out later). I called the pediatrician's office and was instructed by the nurse to give him some benedryl. He was given 1 teaspoon around 4 pm. By 6 pm, he was falling asleep at the dinner table and told me that he needed a nap. Very, very unlike him.

As I carried him to the bathroom, he told me that he did not need a bath. I agreed. I put him on the potty and his eyes were closing. He looked at me and carefully said, "everything is good." Very matter-of-fact. It was so funny.

After he was in bed a bit, I went in to check on him and he opened his eyes and said, "Mommy, I having a good nap!" I bet he was!

According to his doctor, most likely cause- strawberries. Go figure. I have to keep him on benedryl until they go away completely. Poor fella!