Almost forgot, storytime!

I took Samuel to his first toddler storytime at the library last week. They have two storytimes, one for the tiny kids, and one for preschoolers. So all the kids were around Samuel's age. What fun to watch. There were at least 15 or so parents, and more than that for kids, since a few parents had more than one kid. We all sat in a big circle on the floor and the lady read a book, plus we sang songs. The songs we sang were ones that you do hand movements, or we would clap or something. So at first all the kids were sitting in front of their parents, all but two that is. Of course Samuel was one of the two who decided not to sit. He went right to the middle of the circle and stood there. He had his hands at his side, his chin down and he lips puckered funny and his eyebrows crinkled and slowly turned in a circle staring at everyone. Then he got a funny little smile on his face. I think he was trying to figure out why everyone was sitting on the floor all around him. Since it was all toddlers, nobody seemed to mind him being up. About 5 minutes into the storytime more kids started getting up. They all walked aimlessly around the circle but couldn't escape cause all the parents were sitting around them. I kept trying not to laugh. Towards the end it was mostly just parents on the floor doing the songs and the kids were all moving about. I can't wait to go next week and see what happens! It only lasts about 1/2 hour, which is good, cause they obviously can't sit still very long.

He's sick again!!!

So much for bringing Samuel to playgroups. We went the first 16 months or so of his life with only one illness, and in the 2 months I've been taking Samuel to playgroups he's been sick 3 times. This time it is a bad cold. It started with a fever and runny nose. Now the fever is gone and he has a cough, and lots of dried up stuff in his nose that is not so easy to get out! Try picking a toddler's nose... not so easy. I'm so tired. Last night was the first night he slept through the night in more than a week. My sweet little man has been a sweet little grump. At bed/naptime I try to read some books to him and after a while he picks them up and starts throwing them at me. I can tell when he is about to throw something. He gets this funny expression on his face, very serious, and whammy... a book gets thrown, then a binkie, then mommy takes all the books away and he is not too happy. Oh well, it took me 37 years to get to say this, but I took the books away cause "I'm the mommy and that's what mommy's get to do!!!"