With MJ attending a wake and funeral on Sunday and Monday while I went to Maine, it meant some much needed alone time for me and Will.
To be honest, things got off to a rocky start.
As soon as we got to our friend’s house in Maine, Will wanted to explore. So he was running all over the house and I was in tow, trying to keep him from killing himself. Before I unleashed him I made a preliminary sweep and took care of the danger areas I saw. But with people entering and exit all the time, it was tough. Someone left the front door open and I was about 10 feet from Will when I saw him trying to navigate the step down onto the front porch. But before I could make it over to him it was too late. He stumbled face first into the side of a potted plant.
The poor kid cut the inside of his mouth and blood was everywhere. And not to toot my own horn, but I think I handled it well. Normally blood freaks me out and the sight of my child in pain makes me crazy. But I remembered the mouth and head wounds bleed the most despite not being serious. Soon enough I used cold water and paper towels to stop the bleeding, gave him some Tylenol and soon he was back at it like nothing happened. Although my shirt was ruined from all the blood.
We also saw how big of a discrepancy there can be between kids of the same age.
Will is only 13 days older than the birthday girl, Maddie. But he outweighs her by almost 8 lbs, he’s probably got 3 inches on her, he’s running around and she’s barely cruising and his hands and feet were just gargantuan compared to hers. Honestly, all Will needed to do was start batting airplanes out of the sky and the scene would’ve been complete. He’s just such a big boy. While Maddie still looked like an angelic little baby, Will is most certainly a toddler now. He’s got that big boy look to him now, and his infancy is firmly in the past.
And the other silver lining was I gained a renewed appreciation for MJ. As much fun as I had at the party, I remembered how tough it is to take care of a toddler by yourself. By the end of the day I was EXHAUSTED! He refused to go down for his afternoon nap of course, which meant he was on overdrive for the whole afternoon until he crashed when we left. I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again, I don’t know how single parents do it.
And MJ is quickly finding out that when I get to take Will on my own for an extended amount of time, he learns new tricks. Especially when I’m hanging around my friends.
When we were in Maine, the birthday girl was showing off her cute little trick her parents taught her. They ask her “Where’s God?” and she looks up at the sky and poin ts up. Even an atheist like me thought it was pretty damn cute. Knowing my religious beliefs (or lack thereof), my friend Alex looked at Will and jokingly asked him the same question.
And as soon as Will heard “Where’s God?” guess what he did. He shrugged his shoulders as if to say “Beats me!” I nearly keeled over, but I thought it was just a fluke. But when I asked him again, he shrugged his shoulders again. And so we practiced that and I drilled it into him so now whenever I ask him where God is, he gives an exaggerated shoulder shrug.
This pleases me very much. MJ was not quite as amused. If we do end up having a baptism, Vegas has the odds of me asking him where God is during the ceremony currently at 2:1.
In other news, we’ve rearranged the Daddy Files mansion in an effort to be more kid friendly.
Up to this point we had been using the Pack n Play as a barrier to keep him away from the kitchen and living room area. But it was just becoming too small a space for him to explore. So, as handy as MJ is, she and her father built some shelves for the computer so we could get things off the floor and throw out the computer desk. They also installed some shelves in the closet for added storage.
Now Will officially has full reign of the house, which is a little scary. He likes to bang his head on our glass slider and he can fit through the cat door to the pantry, which is not good. We have to constantly follow him around and shout “NO!” when he tries to touch all the new electrical outlets, computer wires and the baseboard heaters. But truth be told, he’s a smart kid and he’s learning his boundaries pretty quickly.
All in all a good weekend and I was thankful to have him to myself for a while.