Headbanger

June 1st, 2010 Annelise Posted in boys!, Mr. Sammers, owies 3 Comments »

Head first off the playground.  And an hour later, it’s still bleeding and you can still see the imprint above his eyebrow from the bolt he smacked on the way down. [It stuck around for a good 5 days.] 

I will be surprised if we make it to his next birthday –let alone through the summer– without a trip to the ER. . . although I have been saying that since he was 5 months old.

Good thing Samuel bounces back fast.  And you can also still see the scar on his nose from a face plant on the driveway a month before.  All boy.

{May 25}

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Lately

April 13th, 2009 Annelise Posted in catching up, family, friends, goings-on, holidays, outings, owies, weekend adventures 4 Comments »

Since my posts haven’t been very substantial {lately} and I do actually have a few pictures, this is what we’ve been up to {lately}.

  • Sam thinks he can get away with anything if he’s cute enough.

  • After failing my standard glucose test, I had to spend a whole morning at the hospital taking a 3 hour glucose test.  I had to arrive fasting for the last 12 hours, take an initial blood sample, drink a nasty nasty drink (way sicker than the 1 hour drink), and give another sample each hour over the next 3 hours.  Oodles of fun.  My arms looked like this that night.  I should’ve taken a picture the next day.  (Oh, and ps, passed this test with flying colors, which made the nurse wonder why I had failed the first one so poorly.  Turns out it was because I had a cold.  You’d think they’d consider giving out that info BEFOREHAND.  Idiots.  I was ticked.)

  • April Fools Day BUH.LIZZ.ARD.  Sam wanted to make snowflakes.  He had a blast pretending like he was actually doing something, and helping hang them in the window.  There were several more.  Unfortunately there was a fatal “BIIIIIG CRASH” involving Mac, Lightning, and all snowflakes within Samuel’s reach.

  • Samuel’s been fascinated with rainbows.  I think it started with practicing his colors a bunch.  He’s reading lots about rainbows and seen them in a few shows.  One evening there was a REAL rainbow outside, and Sam went bonkers over getting to see it.  It was freezing and so windy outside, so I didn’t let Sam stay long.  Back inside, he cried and whined the rest of the night about wanting to “Go outside, see rainbow.”

  • Outings are our favorite.  I can run a few errands almost peacefully if I promise a pretzel and drink afterwards.  (See Sam’s shirt?  When I put it on him that morning he said, “Oh, Samuel’s shirt like Daaaaaddy!”  Yes, have you seen what Erik wears every day to work?  Sam was right on.  Cute.)

  • Randomly one morning, Sam climbed up onto the table with his tub of micro machines.  He dumped the whole thing onto his highchair, climbed in, and entertained himself for . . . MINUTES, at least!

  • Our dishwasher broke.  Good thing Erik can do anything.  Especially with his little helper.

  • We had a fun Saturday trip to the aquarium.  Yeah, an aquarium in the middle of Utah isn’t particularly spectacular, but we still had a good time.  Sam loved the sharks the most.  He also liked to tap the big bird eating spider that was right next to the glass, then yank his hand back and say, “Ouch, spider bite me!”  The anaconda and caimen were other favorites, as was splashing in the water as long as niether the fish nor the rays came too close.

  • Easter.  SUCH a good day!!  No pictures before church, and Sam was stripped down the moment we came home, and ready for both him and Daddy to “Take tie off, go change” so I got one lousy picture of Easter Sunday best.  I made a pretty successful first-time turkey, we had friends over, and a really fun evening.

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I Swear I Don’t Beat My Child

October 6th, 2007 Annelise Posted in owies 2 Comments »

Tuesday was a rough day for Samuel.  He fell down the stairs at our neighbors’ (right as I was walking over to get him off the stairs), he tripped and scratched his face on a board book, and while he was carrying around his drum, he fell onto it.  These resulted in a goose egg on his temple and a bruise on his forehead, two scratches across his face, and a busted lip.  Of course, Samuel has no desire to have his picture taken these days.  He would much rather play with that fun toy he sees Mom holding.  But you get the idea.

Busted Sam

Busted Sam2

I promise that the pain and suffering you see in these pictures are NOT from Sam’s abuse.  They are solely the result of NOT getting the camera!

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