Monday, May 31, 2010
The woman who was left watching them walked away, and one of the older kids bumped the car into neutral. The SUV rolled backwards into Gabriel and the lit BBQ, pinning him and it against the house. Tamika was the first one to get to him. She tried to move the car, but she wasn't strong enough. She tried to administer CPR, but she wasn't able to.
He suffered 2nd and 3rd degree burns, as well as head trauma and cardiac arrest. He died in the hospital.
Her friends have set up a paypal account to accept contributions for his final expenses. If you can give, please give. If you can't give, please pass this story along. Any help we can get to her is needed.
The address to the paypal account is firstname.lastname@example.org A link to the news article is here.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Like how he's been a little parrot with his talking skills for a couple of months now, but he still won't say "I love you" no matter how hard we try.
Or how he's already trying to call me "mom" instead of "mommy."
Or the cute little way his bottom lip sticks out when he puckers up for a kiss.
Or that his first big owie was on his left foot, when he stepped on the screw outside.
Or how he will suck air in through his nose and squish up his face when he points at me, and how he knows that this is the fastest way to make me laugh when I'm getting frustrated.
Or that he loves riding in the car so much, he's learned how to buckle himself in, and so far, he's never tried to get out of his car seat while we're driving.
Or how he wants nothing more than to sit with me all day long. Knowing that this will be gone someday helps me get through the frustration of being attached to him from morning to night.
Or how often I forget to watch him when he has a drink and a bowl of food at the same time, because no matter what the meal is, he will pour the drink over his food like cereal and milk every time.
I never want to forget these things, but I know there are a thousand little things like it that I've already forgotten.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Oh, and don't leave glitter where toddlers can get to us. That was the big lesson of the day.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
I asked Connor if he was ready for bed. He screeched "NO!" and ran to Daddy. I asked him if he was ready for a book, and he just about tripped over himself to turn around and head for bed.
We grabbed his basket next to his bed and put all of them away, then we picked out new ones.
He got in bed, sitting down facing me while I was on a chair next to him, and picked a book for me to read. Tonight he didn't want his own, which is cool with me but it's a first. We had a lift-the-flap little people zoo book. He lifted all of the flaps on the first page about 5 times while I struggled to keep up and tell him what they animals were. We were halfway through the second page when he closed the book and put it away.
Then he grabbed a truck book. We got through about half of them, with me telling him the names of the different trucks (dump truck, fire truck, bulldozer, etc) and him trying to repeat them. Half way through, he closed it and put it away.
Then on to a dinosaur pop-up book. That was cool until we got to a stegosaurus eating some grass. It scared him and he wouldn't come out from behind his pillow until I put it away.
Then to a fairy tale book, until he realized that there were actual sentences in it. We didn't get through a paragraph.
We did the lift-the-flap zoo book again, then the truck book again, and he was ready to be done. I turned the lights off, we listened to his glow-worm a few times, and I kissed him goodnight.It's not a very restful storytime, but it works! lol
This picture has nothing to do with storytime, but it's just too good not to share.