4K and Hand, Foot & Mouth

This weekend has been a mixed bag. But let’s start at our high point:

Graham started his 4K program today!

First day of 4K 1

Graham has been looking forward to today since we picked him out a backpack several weeks ago.

First day of 4K 2

Great choice? I think so. Please also note the fact that Graham has on a pair of short that are *not* of the athletic variety. This took moving a small mountain and the fact that 4K has a ‘no soft shorts on the first day’ rule.

::shrug:: Whaddyagonnado. I don’t make the rules.

This 4K program is a great deal for the G-man. It’s actually a program run through our public school district and housed at local daycares throughout the city. Graham’s daycare is a participating location, so that means he just goes to daycare like normal, then, after lunch, he lines up with his backpack at the door with the other kids going to 4K and walks downstairs to the 4K classroom. There, he meets up with other kids from the community. After a couple of hours, he goes back to his regular preschool daycare room.

The only thing we learned about Graham’s first day in 4K is that they sang the “Tootie Tot” song where they stuck out their butts and tongues and sang “a tootie tot, a tootie tot, a tootie tot-tot”. I tried to tell him that I know that song – it’s “Singing in the Rain” and WHOO BOY that was the wrong answer!!

Did I also mention that he no longer has time for a proper nap with the 4K schedule? Ha. Yeeeah.

I was home with Reid today while he convalesced after a rather wretched weekend with Hand Foot & Mouth disease.

Let me start off by saying: Reid is fully in the throes of toddlerhood. The man has plans and rarely do they jibe with ours. When things don’t go Reid’s way he roars and throws things and cries. So it was a solid 24 hours before Andy and I were like, “He seems fussier than normal, no?”

Basically, Reid was walking around crying all day long. When you’d try to give him something you think he wants, he’d yell “NNNNNO!”, take whatever it was that you’d given him, throw it, and about 50% of the time he’d hit you too, just to drive the point home.

The nurse I called today asked if Reid ever ran a fever over the weekend, Welll, yes and no ma’am. If you mean “Was he warm and sweaty?” then yes, he was because a perpetual state of pissed-off screaming will do that to you. If  you mean, “Did a thermometer read over 100.4” then no, because measuring Reid’s temperature would have been like trying to apply mascara to a cat.

But then there were moments like this:

stroller2

stroller1

I read once, “If kids are fussy, apply fresh air.” So true, random Pinterest typographic print-maker, so true. My failsafe key to a screaming tantrum still works: GO OUTSIDE. An onslaught of pleasant stimuli to the 5 senses + a vague feeling of being watched by no one in particular = a calmed down child.

And so the weekend went on. Three days of crying on and off. Some cuddling. Some interrupted sleeping. Poor guy couldn’t eat. That was the worst part. He’d stick food in his mouth, chew it up and then start a piercing cry, shove his entire plate away and sign “All done” with tears streaming down his face and a mouth full of food he couldn’t swallow.

That’s why Reid and I stayed home today. His appetite hasn’t gone back to full capacity yet, but he’s able to eat now and is back to feeling better all around.

cutie 21 mos

cutie 21 mos 2

That’s what I’m talking about. :)

Comments

  1. So glad Reid is on the mend! Not looking forward to toddler-dom again :( I am really enjoying the sweet, happy baby stage!

    Love Graham’s backpack, by the way!

    • Enjoy it, enjoy it! You’ve got a lot of time before it hits still! I feel like we really savored the happy stage this time around instead of trying to rush the independence for our own sakes. We didn’t realize with Graham that this would ultimately result in independence *of opinion*. We knew what was coming with Reid. Helped us live in the moment. :)

  2. There’s much to love here, one thing is Reid’s continuing attachment to his baby doll!

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