Surgery Success

Oliver had his dental surgery this morning.  Besides my emotional state being frazzled at best, it went off without a hitch.  I had talked to Oliver about what to expect ahead of time, and his only request was that I stay with him the whole time (we will never EVER mention how after he fell asleep I went and sat in the waiting room).

So, here is our morning, in pictures:

On our way to the hospital after we had dropped Hazel off.

Waiting to be checked in. They had a kids’ section for us to sit in. Olive was my champion in his Batman cape.

Back in the pre-operating room, where we changed into our awesome outfits and Oliver got a drug to relax him so he wouldn’t freak out about the gas. The nurses were all surprised that Oliver was so stubborn even after taking the meds! He wouldn’t let me put his hospital shirt on or his hat.
Here are his cool socks:

My rockin’, sexy outfit. Note that they chose for me “Father X-Large”–I don’t know why I didn’t qualify for “Father Medium”, at least… Oliver took the pictures of me, so I am headless and/or weird looking in all of them.

Me and Oliver, hammin’ it up. He was so brave!

He finally let me put on his hospital shirt (I think they chose pink because they all thought he was a girl). There was a TV right there that he was watching, and he would only let me put it on cartoons in Spanish.

Me, showing off my awesome hat that I got to wear. I was trying to convince Oliver that he should put his on too, but no dice.

After the surgery was done, I was brought back into the room area with Oliver before he woke up. Here he is, still sedated.

Seeing him hooked up to all the machines and stuff brought back memories of when he was born.
Today–

March 15, 2006–

On our way home from the hospital, at the ready for any throw up. Luckily, he saved all his vomit for the hospital ride out, so the wagon got the worst of it.

All in all, he only needed one crown and got a bunch of fillings. Way better than anticipated. Also, he only kind of fought the anesthesia.

April Showers

I was reading a blog post by Mama Saga about an activity she did with her daughter during the month of March.

I realized that I am a slacker mom whose activities with her own children involve more throwing stuff at each other, dancing and singing silly songs (all of which are important and fun) and probably not enough learning and conceptual stuff. Oliver is smart nonetheless, probably more a product of genetics and less a product of my incessant need to make rhymes out of our conversations. But I’ve seen him flourish in Sunday school classes and under the direction of our incredibly nanny.

So, I decided to do what any American-high-school educated girl would do. I copied Mama Saga.

Since March is over, I had to come up with a new idea. (And note that although I suggested it, Conner actually implemented it, so I actually deserve no credit for this even a little bit.) The slogan for April is that April showers bring May flowers. We created a calendar for the month and are putting raindrops or suns on it depending on the weather that day. At the end of the month, we can count up the number of days that it rained and see if there were a lot of April showers.

Here is the calendar that Conner and Oliver made this morning.

PS: If it’s not obvious, Oliver did the coloring of the calendar… (although it easily could have been me).

Cups

No, not the drinking game (which is good, because I don’t actually know how to play, nor would it be appropriate for Hazel to be playing… Anyway, Hazel discovered an early love of cups, and got busy doing what Oliver calls her “work”.