Poor Monkey

Since Kev has been gone this week, we have been calling Kaiden "monkey" when we are talking about him on the phone.

Don't know why, exactly, but it's cute. We're rolling with it.

So in what-we're-rolling-with fashion, Monkey had a rough day yesterday. When he woke up at 9:30, I figured he'd have a great day because he got some much needed sleep. Turns out, I was wrong. That happens to me a lot lately. ;-)

My plan was to go look for a lightweight stroller, go to the hospital to pick up my MRI images and then go to the petting zoo.

First stop - BabiesRus. He had a great time there and I let him push around a lightweight stroller for a good hour as I browsed the aisles of adorable baby stuff. He loved "driving" that thing around.

Then we grabbed lunch.

Second stop - Hospital. Not so much fun and this is when the crankiness began. He thought he was going to the doctor no matter how many times I told him it was for me and we were just picking up cd's. ha! When we went into Radiology and he saw the woman at the front desk, he screamed. Her poor face looked so sad. I couldn't help but laugh.

Third stop - flat tire. We were planning to go to the petting zoo, but since it was his nap time and in the 90's I asked if he'd be okay with going to the park instead. He was very happy about this. Then 10 minutes up the road, we got a flat. No problem, I'm an independent woman and can change a stupid flat. I got out the tire and thing that lifts the car (what's it called?), but couldn't find a tire iron. Ugghh! This nice man in an expensive suit and Range Rover stopped. He said he didn't know how to change a tire but would let us use his tire iron. It was too big, but I SO appreciated him stopping and trying to help. I then called the non-emergency police number for the city we were in. The woman was SO rude and impatient and she really put my mood in a not so good place. After talking with her and waiting 30 minutes, I called 411 again and they put me through to the wrong city, but it ended up working out. I told that lady to tell whoever was supposed to be coming that there was a 2yo in the car so they would hurry up. ha! Five minutes later, a State Trooper showed up. He informed me that the tire iron was on the thing that lifted the car. Oops!!! I felt like such an idiot. He changed our tire as Kaiden screamed in the car because his "buckles were hurting him" and then we were on our way. Do you know that they Roadside Assistance didn't show even within the HOUR?!? Idiots.

Fourth stop - was going to be the park. He fell asleep on the way home. When Jo got out of the car to go into the store, he woke up and started crying again.

Even though I knew he just needed a nap, I felt bad for him and said we would go to the park. We dropped Jo off and she ran in to get us some water before we went to the park. While she was in there, I convinced him to just play with me in the back yard. He was happy about this and we had a great time playing on our own "park". After that, I laid him down for a nap and he never fell back to sleep.

Later that evening when I was making dinner, he ran through the kitchen, slipped on a block and twisted his ankle. He screamed and I carried him around the rest of the night. He did try to walk to the bathroom, but limped the whole way. Since I could move his ankle and there was no bruising or swelling by bedtime, I let him sleep on it.

This morning we he got out of bed, he immediately started screaming. Poor monkey! He cried for a good while after that. I decided to keep him home from school and have Jo watch him. He was happy about that.

So add all that to a stuffy nose and 3 molars coming in and you could say he needs a good, fun weekend! You better believe I'm going to do everything in my power to give it to him, too!

Happy Friday ya'll!!