even with no new pictures. You really can't fault me, can you? I've still got an infant who doesn't sleep through the night. Who has time or energy to read through a camera manual as big as a bible? I've even dropped the ball on Christmas cards this year--my plan (still) is to get a good pic of the boys together. That should be easy, right? ;P
So yesterday I was telling a very hyped-up-because-it-was-cold-and-rainy preschooler to get his little behind over to me so I could change his diaper. I finally got a hold of him while he was standing and was planning to tell him to park it. Right then, as I was leaning over him, he decided to JUMP UP! His head bonked me in the chin. The force of his head hitting my chin was so hard I bit my tongue and my teeth got chomped together (does that make sense??). It hurt SO bad. He cried, I cried. I think my chin actually hurt worse than his head. A bit later, I told him I was sorry his head got hurt (this was AFTER I had a cow at him for being such a wild animal). He said, "I'm sorry you got hurt too." Awwww. I then decided to take us over to the Y. They have a playroom over there (which is right next door to where we live, so super convenient) called the "mat room." It's a room filled with all these cushion like shapes that kids can bounce off the walls on. I used to take him there in the mornings, but it was always such a zoo with a million kids going crazy. I started to avoid it like the plague. So I thought maybe if I went in the afternoon when everyone ELSE's kid might be napping, we might get lucky. We did! He got to jump and bounce and get so much energy out--it was wonderful. We stayed for a whole hour and Kyle didn't even mind. So we have decided we're going to be doing that a lot more often.
As for me, my neck feels a little out of whack and my chin is turning purple, but hey--it finally forced me to find an outlet for Noah's wiggles. We're much better for it.