The very first time I heard “It’s a boy!”, I wondered how in the world was I going to raise a boy!? Probably sounds silly but I had no clue what I was going to do with him. I had never been around little boys and didn’t know the first thing about them! So my story begins…! Rylan, not quite being a year and a half yet, has managed to only hurt himself two times, which some will say is pretty good. Boo-boo #1 happened by tripping and busting his lip.
We got some ice water to get his paci cold since he wouldn't stay still long enough to keep ice on it. That made him happy, then he started playing in the water!
Boo-boo #2 happened at daycare last week. Being the daredevil he is now, keeps climbing on the table. They try to keep him off of it but he always gets back up. This time, the teacher had just gotten him down and turned to get another child when he was back up there again, lost his balance and fell. His forehead hit the chair and bled everywhere. When they called, she mentioned that he may have to have stitches. We took him to the doctor just in case since it was close to his eye. No stitches, just some steri-strips and Neosporin and he was good.
One good thing I realized is that I didn’t get upset during either experience. I stayed calm and didn’t panic. So needless to say, I’m proud of myself for that!
As for the remodeling, we started painting the living room and have got the majority of the floor down in the living room and hallway. I say we but Brandon has done all of it pretty much. My job has been keeping Rylan from being in the middle of everything. He loves construction work and wants to be right there helping. He’s a good little helper.
Here are a couple more pictures. I haven't had the camera out much lately.
