I've been going to the local high school track in the mornings to do some running/walking.
It's wonderful because I can put on my music and circle the track all in a world of my own whildst my children are playing on the field or in the bleachers....all contained with the surrounding fence.....and lately the football team, cheerleaders and drill team, who have been practicing for homecoming in a week or so.
Today after my run I went under the bleachers to find my babies sitting on the ground. Ryan was holding a handful of grass and Nathan was pecking at the grass with a dead baby bird.
and me without hand sanitizer.
I wiped their hands off with wet wipes once we got to the car and washed them 3 times as soon as we got home.
gross. on so many levels.
These little 3 year olds are a lot less fun than the little 2 year olds they once were. I've heard from several people that the odd years are the worst. I happen to have 3, 5 and 7 year olds. who the hell planned that one.
ANY WAYS !
3 year stats. because I know you want to know and I have to keep track.
Nathan :
weight 37 lbs 90%
height 40 in. 97%
no shots.
no concerns
Nate told the doctor a knock knock joke while being checked out.
knock knock.
who's there
doggy pooped
Ryan :
weight 34 lbs 75%
height 39 in. 90%
no shots
no concerns
noted that he was super whiney and high maintanence. :)
He wouldn't open his mouth and resisted and whined pretty much the whole time.
If I survive this last set...I promise to donate my time to those in need, my money for a scholarship to a mother who devoted her life to her kids and since my mind will be mush..I'll donate my eyes....because they will be wise and will have seen pretty much everything.