However for Dayne it made him a little aggressive/grumpy! If you don't know already here is the back story. I was cooking dinner/doing dishes while the boys played "puppy". I am not entirely sure what "Puppy" is but it entails a boy on all fours and a soccer ball. Needless to say Dayne was on all fours and Wylde had the ball. With his super human strength he kicked the ball and broke Dayne's canine/incisor tooth, in half, clear to the root!
We went to our normal dentist then she referred us to a pediatric dentist so wemt to him. He said he has been in this business since 1968 and can't think of ever seeing a canine tooth broken in half. These are one of the strongest teeth and are the last to lose. Since Dayne's root was exposed it really couldn't be fixed without risking decay or damage to the permanent tooth behind it. So we pulled it. Hence the laughing gas.
He was a terrific boy the entire time but towards the end he wanted to talk and in order for him to talk he wanted to sit up and he wanted the Dr's hands out of his mouth! He kept trying to sit up and talk, not just chit chat talk but animated loud excited talk about Halloween and Bobs (aka monkeys). Then on the way home he refused to have the music on, did not want me smiling at him and complained that his "dimple was cold". i have a feeling that today is gonna be "one of those days"!!! Anyone wanna keep Wylde this afternoon and Dayne and I will just nap the rest of the day.
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Baby Kara
Aunt B and KyElle handed down a baby a long time ago to Dayne but the batteries were dying. I finally got around to replacing the batteries yesterday! He carried around the baby all day and held her in the car while I buckled both of them into the car seat.
He asked me what her name is and I asked him what her name should be and he said "Ummm.....Tara" I thought OMG because Brenna wanted to name me Tara Tuba and here he is naming his baby Tara. Not that the name Tara is bad but I thought, why does that name keep popping up? So I say "Tara, is a pretty name!" and he says "No! Not Tara, TARA" oh yeah...speech impediment....so I take a stab considering we had just driven by our neighbors and say "Kara?" "Yes! Tara" he says. Then he sighs and says, "Mama, I wish Tara was a real baby." Ahh!! So I said, "We can't make Kara real but maybe someday Mama will have a real baby!" He smiles SO BIG and says "THANK YOU MAMA!!! I LOVE YOU!"
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
He asked me what her name is and I asked him what her name should be and he said "Ummm.....Tara" I thought OMG because Brenna wanted to name me Tara Tuba and here he is naming his baby Tara. Not that the name Tara is bad but I thought, why does that name keep popping up? So I say "Tara, is a pretty name!" and he says "No! Not Tara, TARA" oh yeah...speech impediment....so I take a stab considering we had just driven by our neighbors and say "Kara?" "Yes! Tara" he says. Then he sighs and says, "Mama, I wish Tara was a real baby." Ahh!! So I said, "We can't make Kara real but maybe someday Mama will have a real baby!" He smiles SO BIG and says "THANK YOU MAMA!!! I LOVE YOU!"
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
Monday, October 4, 2010
On a sad note... not sad, uplifting.
As I was laying down with Dayne today to take a nap, my mind wandered and I began to write a book in my head. The forward is as follows. Should anyone want to illustrate the book, edit or publish the book please let me know!
Bullying has been a disease amongst our society since the word was invented. With multiple media in which to bully and ridicule, teen suicide is at an all time high. Sure schools and law enforcement try to get involved but by then it is usually too little, too late. In my opinion the bullying has only gotten worse. As a parent this saddens and enrages me. Children are so cruel. So I have taken it upon myself to write a book, to take a stand. The bullying stops with me. As parents I think it is our responsibility to raise a child that for one, would never bully and two has the self esteem and support to never be affected by it. Sticks and stones may break their bones but words should never hurt them.
Once upon a time there was a little boy named Wylde. Wylde was the most outgoing, friendly 5 year old anyone had ever known. He knew Kira up the street, Dakota across the street, Carol, Emily, Lathan and Jacob next door. He was best friends with his whole Kindergarten class and his whole soccer team wanted to be his best friend.
On one beautiful sunny day as Wylde and his mom walk home from school, he didn't talk as much as usual. His mom asked "Wylde, you seem sad, that makes me sad. Why are we so sad?" Wylde replied, "I'm not sad Mom, just tired."
The next day, after a long nights sleep and an afternoon at school as Wylde and his mom walk home from school, Wylde still seems sad. Again, Mom says "Wylde, you seem sad. When you're sad that makes me sad. Why are we so sad?" Wylde again replied, "I'm not sad Mom, I'm just still tired."
Worried about her naturally talkative and animated little boy, Mom talks to Dad that evening. Together they sit down with Wylde and say, "Wylde, we love you very much, we have loved you since the day we knew you were coming. We think something is bothering you and wish that you would share that with us."
Reluctantly Wylde tells them how he isn't the fastest runner, the smartest in class, the richest boy, or even the tallest boy in class. Wylde says some kids at recess that he didn't even know were calling him names. He was sad and everday was the same. Even though he had told his teacher that the older kids were teasing him they weren't in his class and he didn't know their names and nothing could be done.
Mom and Dad look at each other and both turn to Wylde and together give him a giant hug. Mom says "Wylde, do you know what all of your friends have in common?" Wylde shakes his head. "You! There may always be someone better than you, smarter than you but you are the best you in the whole world. There will never be another Wylde, another you. I love you, your friends love you, your Dad loves you, your Grandmas love you, your Grandpa's love you." Mom lifts Wylde's chin and says "If you woke up tomorrow and were purple or 5 years from now decide to be a turtle. I will love you and support you. Your father and I are your biggest fans. Nobody should ever change the way you feel about yourself." Dad adds "Sticks and stones can break your bones, but words should never hurt you. We are always here no matter what and if someone says mean words just walk away and no that you are the best and only you in the whole world and are loved by many, always."
Always looking for a teaching moment, Mom adds, "Let this also be a lesson! You know now what bullying and mean words can do and feel! If you know someone that is sad, let them know that they are the best and only them in the whole world and never make anyone feel the way that they made you." After another hug and a game of Chutes and Ladders, Wylde is snug in his bed, with a smile on his face and confidence in his heart.
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
Bullying has been a disease amongst our society since the word was invented. With multiple media in which to bully and ridicule, teen suicide is at an all time high. Sure schools and law enforcement try to get involved but by then it is usually too little, too late. In my opinion the bullying has only gotten worse. As a parent this saddens and enrages me. Children are so cruel. So I have taken it upon myself to write a book, to take a stand. The bullying stops with me. As parents I think it is our responsibility to raise a child that for one, would never bully and two has the self esteem and support to never be affected by it. Sticks and stones may break their bones but words should never hurt them.
Once upon a time there was a little boy named Wylde. Wylde was the most outgoing, friendly 5 year old anyone had ever known. He knew Kira up the street, Dakota across the street, Carol, Emily, Lathan and Jacob next door. He was best friends with his whole Kindergarten class and his whole soccer team wanted to be his best friend.
On one beautiful sunny day as Wylde and his mom walk home from school, he didn't talk as much as usual. His mom asked "Wylde, you seem sad, that makes me sad. Why are we so sad?" Wylde replied, "I'm not sad Mom, just tired."
The next day, after a long nights sleep and an afternoon at school as Wylde and his mom walk home from school, Wylde still seems sad. Again, Mom says "Wylde, you seem sad. When you're sad that makes me sad. Why are we so sad?" Wylde again replied, "I'm not sad Mom, I'm just still tired."
Worried about her naturally talkative and animated little boy, Mom talks to Dad that evening. Together they sit down with Wylde and say, "Wylde, we love you very much, we have loved you since the day we knew you were coming. We think something is bothering you and wish that you would share that with us."
Reluctantly Wylde tells them how he isn't the fastest runner, the smartest in class, the richest boy, or even the tallest boy in class. Wylde says some kids at recess that he didn't even know were calling him names. He was sad and everday was the same. Even though he had told his teacher that the older kids were teasing him they weren't in his class and he didn't know their names and nothing could be done.
Mom and Dad look at each other and both turn to Wylde and together give him a giant hug. Mom says "Wylde, do you know what all of your friends have in common?" Wylde shakes his head. "You! There may always be someone better than you, smarter than you but you are the best you in the whole world. There will never be another Wylde, another you. I love you, your friends love you, your Dad loves you, your Grandmas love you, your Grandpa's love you." Mom lifts Wylde's chin and says "If you woke up tomorrow and were purple or 5 years from now decide to be a turtle. I will love you and support you. Your father and I are your biggest fans. Nobody should ever change the way you feel about yourself." Dad adds "Sticks and stones can break your bones, but words should never hurt you. We are always here no matter what and if someone says mean words just walk away and no that you are the best and only you in the whole world and are loved by many, always."
Always looking for a teaching moment, Mom adds, "Let this also be a lesson! You know now what bullying and mean words can do and feel! If you know someone that is sad, let them know that they are the best and only them in the whole world and never make anyone feel the way that they made you." After another hug and a game of Chutes and Ladders, Wylde is snug in his bed, with a smile on his face and confidence in his heart.
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
A new name??
It is torture picking out a name for your child, one that won't get them picked on, one that won't be hard to pronounce or strange...
I thought Wylde was a pretty cool name....very hard to make fun of, No? It has proven to be hard to pronounce for some which I never expected.
Then Wylde says to me yesterday, "When I get older, like 6 or sumping (thats how his something sounds) I am gonna change my name to Chett." I say "Why would you want to do that? Don't you like your name?" He says "Kids will make fun of me and call me Wylde lion or sumping like that and I won't like it."
I told him that he could go by his middle name (Wesley) if he didn't like his first name to which he said "and go by Wesley Wylde? I don't think so" as he rolls his eyes at me.
I kinda like Wylde lion...sounds strong and manly...I think Wylde sounds like a Rockstar. Surely someday he will appreciate it? Right?
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
I thought Wylde was a pretty cool name....very hard to make fun of, No? It has proven to be hard to pronounce for some which I never expected.
Then Wylde says to me yesterday, "When I get older, like 6 or sumping (thats how his something sounds) I am gonna change my name to Chett." I say "Why would you want to do that? Don't you like your name?" He says "Kids will make fun of me and call me Wylde lion or sumping like that and I won't like it."
I told him that he could go by his middle name (Wesley) if he didn't like his first name to which he said "and go by Wesley Wylde? I don't think so" as he rolls his eyes at me.
I kinda like Wylde lion...sounds strong and manly...I think Wylde sounds like a Rockstar. Surely someday he will appreciate it? Right?
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
For those of you who didn't go on vacation with us...
So the boys and I just went to Branson with my Mom and Dad, Sister, her husband and her 2 kids!
While there we go and see Kirby the Magician! He asks for a young volunteer to come on stage and help him and we all tell wylde to raise his hand!!! He gets picked!!!! Wylde is usually so outgoing and entertaining I thought there couldn't be a better pick!
Kirby: What's you name?
Wylde: Wylde
Kirby: Wylde?
Wylde: Yes
Kirby: How old are you?
Wylde: 5
Kirby: Where are you from?
Wylde: Gardner
Kirby: Gawdna? What state is that?
Wylde: shrugs...
Kirby: Have you ever been called Wyldenator?
Wylde: No.
and then he has him do some things on stage like pound on glass that he is going to walk through to make sure it is real and what not. Wylde is unusually quiet and sober. He gets a bunch of free stuff and comes back to sit!
On the way home from the show Wylde says, "I didn't want to go up on stage"
Me: What? Why? I thought you would love al that attention!!!
Wylde: But I'm not magical! I can't do any magic!
Oh silly boy. To be so young and naive! I explained that he was indeed magic and that Kirby just needed his help. mom and I explained that magic on stage is just like the fake stuff on TV - blood isn't blood, fights aren't fights etc...just an illusion, same as Kirby; if he wants to be magic, all he has to do is learn and he can do anything he wants.
On a side note....we had to get our picture taken as we were going to sit down. The picture was pretty pricey but Mom couldn't stop laughing at it she had to buy it. The image of Wylde smiling in the front row was just too funny. Maybe she will scan it or something so everyone can see. I don't think I have ever seen a bigger, more animated smile on anyone in my life.
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
While there we go and see Kirby the Magician! He asks for a young volunteer to come on stage and help him and we all tell wylde to raise his hand!!! He gets picked!!!! Wylde is usually so outgoing and entertaining I thought there couldn't be a better pick!
Kirby: What's you name?
Wylde: Wylde
Kirby: Wylde?
Wylde: Yes
Kirby: How old are you?
Wylde: 5
Kirby: Where are you from?
Wylde: Gardner
Kirby: Gawdna? What state is that?
Wylde: shrugs...
Kirby: Have you ever been called Wyldenator?
Wylde: No.
and then he has him do some things on stage like pound on glass that he is going to walk through to make sure it is real and what not. Wylde is unusually quiet and sober. He gets a bunch of free stuff and comes back to sit!
On the way home from the show Wylde says, "I didn't want to go up on stage"
Me: What? Why? I thought you would love al that attention!!!
Wylde: But I'm not magical! I can't do any magic!
Oh silly boy. To be so young and naive! I explained that he was indeed magic and that Kirby just needed his help. mom and I explained that magic on stage is just like the fake stuff on TV - blood isn't blood, fights aren't fights etc...just an illusion, same as Kirby; if he wants to be magic, all he has to do is learn and he can do anything he wants.
On a side note....we had to get our picture taken as we were going to sit down. The picture was pretty pricey but Mom couldn't stop laughing at it she had to buy it. The image of Wylde smiling in the front row was just too funny. Maybe she will scan it or something so everyone can see. I don't think I have ever seen a bigger, more animated smile on anyone in my life.
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
Who is yelling at 4am??
So Chett and I stay up until after 4am last night watching the first season of Glee (we made it to episode 12)!
I think Chett just enjoys all the scantily clad cheerleaders and dancing! However, just as we are going to bed, Dayne wakes up to go pee (how he can wake up and go pee but can't pee in the toilet while awake I will never know). He goes pee, and then says, "I don't want to lay down anymore" so he comes to sit with us. 5 minutes later episode 12 is over and I tell him it is time for bed. He wants to watch Dora, fine fine, whatever. Okay, everyone is tucked in bed and ready to sleep (we have windows open due to nice weather) and I hear a male call my name from outside! I immediately think one of my neighbors is in trouble and couldn't get ahold of me on the phone and thought to run and get me would be quicker! My heart jumps and I sit up to wait and hear it again...."MAP!" oh....wait... that didn't sound anything like "DAYA!" Turns out Dayne was just consumed in the audience involvement of Dora!
So now I wonder, how conceited am I to think the neighbors would need me so desperately in the middle of the night to come running to my house screaming my name at open windows? Oh well. Beats self loathing any day of the week!
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
I think Chett just enjoys all the scantily clad cheerleaders and dancing! However, just as we are going to bed, Dayne wakes up to go pee (how he can wake up and go pee but can't pee in the toilet while awake I will never know). He goes pee, and then says, "I don't want to lay down anymore" so he comes to sit with us. 5 minutes later episode 12 is over and I tell him it is time for bed. He wants to watch Dora, fine fine, whatever. Okay, everyone is tucked in bed and ready to sleep (we have windows open due to nice weather) and I hear a male call my name from outside! I immediately think one of my neighbors is in trouble and couldn't get ahold of me on the phone and thought to run and get me would be quicker! My heart jumps and I sit up to wait and hear it again...."MAP!" oh....wait... that didn't sound anything like "DAYA!" Turns out Dayne was just consumed in the audience involvement of Dora!
So now I wonder, how conceited am I to think the neighbors would need me so desperately in the middle of the night to come running to my house screaming my name at open windows? Oh well. Beats self loathing any day of the week!
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
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