In Trouble!


Deeder caught his pointer finger in the lazysusan while I was busy reading Renee’s blog this afternoon. Heh heh.

(Yep, I’m addicted to blogging–reading in the middle of the day!)

He was whimpering with his hand at the bottom corner of the lazy susan, I thought he was reaching for something under the cupboard, perhaps a dropped rice cake? And was unable to reach it. When the whimpering continued I had a closer look, the poor little boy had his finger firmly stuck. I freed his fingers and picked him up in a hug. He didn’t dare cry for a few seconds, expecting a reprimand I’m sure! I gave him a couple of arnica tablets, a kiss on his finger and a drink from his tippy.


I was reminded of the time one of my younger sibings stapled their finger! Mom, do you remember who that was?? Whomever did it, perhaps to remain unnamed, had been curious about the stapler and had been told not to touch it. Curious, he or she stuck their finger in where only paper belongs and closed it. Was it Seth? He came over to my mom who was sitting at her desk and said, “Um, Mommy? I think I have a problem here?” I doubt he got a spanking for it, the owy-ness was punishment enough for disobeying!


You know how Deeder loves going down stairs backwards? Well today he crawled backwards off the stoep, if you take the stairs there are five steps. Poor kiddo! Thankfully he landed on his little rump, not his head!!
It was all my fault…I should have been watching him more carefully. I was lifting the stroller out of the house and he followed me out. He was probably right behind me, since I was on the stairs he assumed that there must be another flight adjacent to the ones he’d used in the past. I felt dreadful and so did he!


We had a fun filled day, to the Carters Outlet, to the Sports goods store, to the co-op and to our favorite natural parenting place. Oh, we also went to Burger King. Yep, I let him eat fries. The only other time he’s had them was in the Minneapolis airport when we were going to see my fam in Washington. It’s a little disturbing how much he likes their ‘food’. It was a great day because whenever we’d get done somewhere the bus would just happen to be nearby. We got a ride downtown from Darren, a bus ride to Carters, then a bus ride home. Lovely!


Now here I am. It’s 9:57. Deeder had his bath at 7:30 and was to sleep by 8. I napped for a whole hour and am now going to make dinner for Darren. I think he’s going to have a stuffed green pepper, I seem to remember he liked those last time I made them. Oh well! Even if he doesn’t I’m sure he’ll eat it, just to be nice :P


Tomorrow morning is my first OB visit for Little One. I think I’ll wear one of my new shirts, blow dry my hair and put on some concealer under my tired eyes, if I’m looking particularly lousy I might add some lip gloss–might make me look more alive! All this just incase I see the midwife who told me to wait a year and a half before getting pregnant a second time. Am I weird?


Yes, I’m weird. I just put up a series of pictures staring Deeder’s basket entry and exit trick! He can spend hours getting in and out of the basket, you’d think he’d get frustrated with how he barely fits in but he loves it. Weird kid.

One Response to “In Trouble!”

  1. Gramma Momma says:

    Hi, Sweetie,
    I do remember that one of you children did staple a finger, but, strangely, I don’t remember who did it. I will guess that it was Philip or Seth. Those boys are so alike! Philip says that Seth’s writing is identical to his, now.

    When Philip was little (maybe a bit over 2 years old) he was intensely interested in the pepper shaker. Despite my explanations and warnings, he opened the shaker and tried to take a big swallow of the pepper! He was screaming of course and at first I couldn’t tell what he had in his mouth. I think I grabbed a washcloth and immediately wiped as much of the substance out as I possibly could. He just had such a need to find out what that stuff was, and he did find out! I wonder if he remembers doing that?

    Do I see little boy standing on his tippy-toes in that one picture! That is something Philip did, too, constantly. Always walked and ran on his tippy-toes when he was little.

    Thanks for all the cute photos!
    Mom :)

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