Inspired by the recent post Dustin (Dopps, not Risley) made about his daughter throwing up, I thought I’d mention Josh’s recent puking adventure.
Josh and I are both neat freaks. Yesterday when he ate too quickly (we assume) and gagged himself, he threw up. He immediately began crying and telling us, “My shirt is yucky!” Only my son would not complain about how throwing up felt terrible, but about how his shirt was so messy.
I jumped up and quickly took it off and ran it into the laundry room. Upon returning, Josh was still crying. My neat-freakiness caused me to hesitate a moment before giving him a big hug and assuring him it was okay. He got plopped into the bathtub and Leann briefly watched him while I went and changed shirts.
In the end, Josh felt fine. He was much more upset about not getting any candy after pottying on the toilet later than he was about the whole throwing up thing. I saved him some Pop Rocks.
Speaking of Pop Rocks, Josh and I hung out on Saturday while Leann and Jackson went to a child-care seminar. We ended up going to the mall. I didn’t know it didn’t open until 10, so when we showed up a little before 10, Josh got to play in the play area. I actually liked it much better than normal, because the kids-that-are-too-big-to-be-in-there-but-their-parents-are-irresponsible weren’t there yet.
After running into a college buddy of mine (Hi, Ken!), we went to the book store, where I picked up a new fantasy book. We also hit the candy store, where we bought the previously mentioned Pop Rocks, plus some Finding Nemo candy. We also went to the “Micky Mouse Store” where Josh played with $5 play cell phones for 10 minutes solid. I had spotted some clearanced $0.99 mugs, and was purchasing them when I saw some discounted models of the toy cell phones by the register. So Josh got to pick one of those.
Funny story related to that… Josh had put his cell phone in his pocket (like Daddy) and we had just finished eating in the food court. He decided he wanted to take the stairs instead of the escalator back up. Somehow his phone, which makes noise, had come open in his pocket. So each time he took a step, it made a funny beeping noise. It made it look like he was a little video game character. Josh and I were both cracking up.