Nine days

Yesterday, Clare was playing with some wooden toys next to another child and the two started to argue. The child hit Clare on the forehead with the toy - owie! Rather than retaliate (hooray, Clare!!), she went to her teacher to show her the "injury."  The toy left quite a mark and a little bit of a scrape, but Clare insisted that she needed a band-aid.  The teacher relented and sent her to the nurse's office.  After the nurse applied the bandage, she set out to meet the school's requirements for when a bandage is applied - including calling me at work to make me aware of the injury and preparing a "Boo-Boo Report."  Ha!  Nine days in and Clare is already creating unnecessary paperwork :-)

The worst part of the whole thing was taking that bandage off of Clare's little forehead last night - it was not easy and it was not pretty.  But she's all better tonight!

Owie

I got a call from the kids' daycare late Monday afternoon - Sean was climbing on some playground equipment which he tripped and hit his chin hard, leaving a nasty gash.  The teachers put a big band-aid on the cut, but it looked pretty bad.  Apparently he was more upset about hitting his knee and leg when he fell than what happened to his chin.  When I picked him up, he relayed the story to me quite dramatically and I took a good look at the cut - it was small, but deep!  After consulting with Daddy, we went to a nearby urgent care office to get the cut looked at.

Sean was an excellent patient - he was so brave and followed every instruction given...

Clare was right by his side - she held his hand and watched anxiously when the doctor was examining Sean.  After a lot of poking, pulling, and prodding, the doctor determined that Sean only needed skin glue for his "superficial laceration" instead of stitches.

After the nurse cleaned out the gash, she helped the doctor apply the glue. Sean held still during the application of the glue and kept declaring, "This doesn't hurt one bit!  Not at all!"

...and after the glue dried, Sean and Clare both got ice pops!  

We're to keep his chin away from water for a couple of days and Sean is not supposed to touch the area.  The glue should come off on its own after a couple of days!

Odds n' ends

The other day Sean did his usual "I'm gonna sit on Baby Clare and squeeze her!" thing but instead of merely crying and fussing like she normally does, Baby Clare bit Sean - hard - on the cheek!  Poor Seanybear was so surprised, he started crying hysterically and was only consoled after Baby Clare was properly scolded (although a part of me was amused/impressed with Clare's sudden ability to stand up for herself against her big bro).

so blurry- always moving!

Yesterday (Tuesday) morning I heard Sean in his crib chatting while we were getting ready for work.  "Today is Monday - Daddy comes to get me on Monday and we go to school. On Thursday, Mommy will get me and we will go to school. After Thursday is Saturday! No school on Saturday! After Saturday is... is... these are the days of the week. Too many days of the week! (sob) Too many! Nooooo! (sob) Too many days of the week!" I felt compelled to check on him since his outlook seemed so gloomy, but he promptly switched gears and started to chat to his "friends" about the movie "Monsters Inc.": "You know Randall (the villian)? He's not a bad guy. He's my pet. He's far away now, but he will come here in the car to get me and we will go to see Sully and we have to find Boo...."  After hearing this, I felt free to continue my morning routine until Sean started to call out, "Mommy Daddy Mommy Daddy I need to go pottttttyyyyy!!!!!!!" Good job telling us, Sean!

"No, Mommy! No takin' pictures! No cheese!" Sorry Seany, but I just gotta get a snap of that sweet face :-)

Ouch!

Baby Clare's increased mobility is taking its toll. Today she pulled herself up on the mini ballet-bar at school and was happily chatting with her reflection in the mirror when she lost her grip, slipped sideways and ended up bumping her head and scraping her cheek on the wall (which is covered in a carpet-like fabric). Clare's teacher said she cried for a little bit, fussed when an ice pack was applied, and then went right back over to the ballet bar to continue her conversation with the cute little girl in the mirror. :-)

Bruised:

 Scraped:

Reminds me of when Sean was starting to get around more - this photo is from April 2009:

More weekend fun

Last Saturday night, we took the Sooy baby to see the Philadelphia Union's last home game - they beat the NY Red Bulls 2-1! It was a lot cooler than our last visit to PPL Park and this time the Sean was unable to combat the ants in his pants, so mommy and daddy each took a couple of breaks on the concourse.

Sean is just too busy to sit and watch a soccer game! He wanted to be part of the action - and he almost was! On one of Thom John's breaks with Sean, he brought Sean up to the edge of the field level and an errant ball hurtled toward them. Thom John blocked the ball, saving the Sooy baby's precious little head. Go daddy!

Owie

I received a call at work from the Vice Principal of Sean's daycare this morning. The conversation started with her saying: "Sean doesn't have a fever and he's not sick BUT..." She went on to tell me that Sean fell while playing at Splash Day and got a big scrape on his head. Apparently he thought he was fine and kept on playing until his teacher took him inside to clean him up - he was not happy about that - he wanted to keep playing! All the while his teacher cleaned up his head and bandaged him up, Sean was screaming "Out! Out! Out!" Finally, the "wound" was dressed and Sean was good to go. Shortly afterwards, he enjoyed his lunch, had his nap, and went about his afternoon.

Meanwhile, I couldn't wait to go pick up Sean from daycare. I was expecting to see something like this:

(source)

But instead, I found this:
It looks like it hurts a lot, but Sean doesn't even seem to notice! Poor little buggins.

Bumps and Bruises and Scratches

Oh my! This business of moving around sure is taking its toll on the Sooy Baby. Since Thursday, the little buggins has suffered two split lips, one bump on his cheek, a giant scratch on his nose, two incident reports from daycare, and his first teeny-tiny mini-shiner:

Dear Sean:

I love you sweetums, but please don't clamp your mouth around my ear and scream at full volume. I love when you get up close and giggle in my ear, but it's not so fun when you scream because you are SO CRAZY-LOUD!! Save those antics for the PepperDog, mmkay? Thanks, Seanybear. I'll toss some extra Gerber puffs on your tray at dessert tomorrow night.

xoxo Mommy