Dax's Journal

Happy, happy birthday baby!

Cat just reminded me that two years ago at this time he was walking into my hospital room to find that the epidural was in place and I was feeling no pain. In fact, I was feeling nothing at all from the waist down. Medical science is an awesome thing.

I can't believe I'm the mother of a two-year-old. Lots of pictures and a sappy entry coming soon but right now we've got presents to open. In the meantime, here he is NOT eating cake at his birthday party this weekend.

(And no, I'm not kidding about the cake. Wouldn't even taste it. Wouldn't even look at the ice cream. Had we lost sight of him for even a moment in the hospital I might now be wondering if this was really my kid.)

The Way Overdue Vacation Entry

This is Ice Lakes Lodge in Soda Springs (A.K.A: Heaven on earth). This is where we got to spend a leisurely, relaxing, and fun weekend thanks to Dax's former teacher, Andi.

Ahhhhhh.

Did I mention that it was FREE? Yes. Andi so loves Dax that she hooked us up with the Super Secret Ninja special (otherwise known as the bribe-the-parents-to-spend-time-with-the-kid plan and we did not pay for a thing while we were there.

Not only was the place gorgeous, the food was incredible. And I'm not just sucking up to Andi who is a cook there. It was delicious. We also got to sample all their desserts and I'm telling you that the cheesecake should be illegal.

Just in case you aren't fully grasping the level of relaxation we enjoyed, here's another shot.

And if that were not enough, she also provided free babysitting so that Cat and I could go to the game room and play air hockey and ping pong and foosball. I would love to spend some time here boasting about how badly I beat Cat at all of those games but I don't want to humiliate him.

Ok. He trounced me. Whatever.

Last weekend was the first time in....oh....months that I was able to fully relax and unwind. My shoulders are normally located directly below my ears because of all the tension I've been carrying around. But here? My shoulders were exactly where shoulders should be and I didn't think about work the entire time we were there.

I can't wait to go back.

On beyond NO

Dax has decided that the word "no" is not quite emphatic enough for his taste. Now when we are cruelly submitting him to any form of horrendous torture like asking him to eat his yogurt or playing the wrong Wiggles song we are met with a hearty, "NO WAY!" It is usually accompanied with much arm flailing and grimacing. I would like to nominate him for an Oscar.

I don't know where he picked this up. It is, however, both funny and annoying which I think is probably going to be on ongoing theme throughout his childhood.

On a positive note, he's also added to his "yes" repertoire. Sometimes he will tug at me and plead for "outsiiiiiiiide" and I will say, "Oh, do you want to go outside?" Then he will answer with an "ok" that indicates that I came up with that idea all on my own and he's just going along with it. He will also frequently answer with a cheerful "sure" when you ask him a question.

We took an amazing little weekend vacation and I'll have some pictures to share just as soon as I get a moment to sit and download them without Dax yanking at me and yelling "NO WAY" in protest of my computer use.

Uh oh

The other day I turned my back on the very small boy for only an instant and when I turned back around he was naked from the waist down. He had removed his pants and his diaper. "Uh oh", I thought to myself. "This does not bode well."

Tonight while I was at water aerobics my son called out for me. "Mommy! Change diaper!" When Cat went in he found a bottomless boy holding up a wet diaper. See, we neglected to put on pajama bottoms tonight so it made taking off the diaper that much easier. So I asked Cat if he put pajama bottoms on when he changed Dax's diaper and...um...no, he did not.

So I'm expecting to either be roused from a sound sleep with calls from a half naked baby or that Cat can expect a large mess in the morning.

Let's hope I'm wrong on both counts.