Ice Lasers and Allergies

First, Callen’s craziness:

   Near Callen’s preschool is a nature trail that he and I like to walk before school starts.  This morning, we got out of the car and walked on the sidewalk to get to the trail and Callen started jumping over the cracks and lines in the sidewalk.  After a few jumps, he turned around to me and yells, “watch out for the ice lasers!!!”  He scared the heck out of me and after I realized that he was not yelling to inform me about an impending grizzly bear attack, I calmed down enough to figure out what he was telling me.  As it turns out, “ice lasers” are deadly cracks and lines in the sidewalk that turn your feet into, you guessed it, ice.  I love Callen’s imagination but it doesn’t usually scare me the way his deadly ice lasers did today.

Now for Jack’s “allergy” issues:

  Today I learned that my oldest son has a rare and mysterious allergy.  This allergy causes a person to come up with strange explanations as to why they have this allergy and what it does to them.  It doesn’t have any obvious physical characteristics, such as rashes or bumps, however, it will make the person fake a cough and then say, “bang…see, I’m allergic”.  So, according to my son, he is allergic to chicken sandwiches.  I know what you’re thinking…how can someone be allergic to chicken sandwiches?   But trust me, his nonsensical, confusing, and irrational description of exactly what having a chicken sandwich allergy can be like, was very compelling…and confusing.  Actually, he explained it twice and I’m still not sure exactly what the symptoms are but I’m hoping to create awareness of this rare and horrible (maybe?) condition by…well, I guess I won’t buy him anymore chicken sandwiches.  Sheesh…why won’t he just say he doesn’t like them??!!

It's been a little while...

Okay, so I know I haven't written lately...truth is, I've been a bit discouraged about my writing but I'm going to start up again and see what happens. I really do enjoy it and I think of it as a kind of record about the funny stuff my boys do; things I wouldn't otherwise remember if I didn't write this blog.

Okay, just to catch you up, we have had no ER visits since my last adjustment to the counter. Truly amazing, and for a while it seemed as though this blog was good luck against ER visit-worthy injuries, but clearly it was coincidence, or maybe my standards for ER visit worthiness is lower than before. Really it could be either...or both...or a third thing. I'm not sure...in any case, no ER visits. But I should mention that Callen has a black eye right now from landing face-first into the arm of the sofa while jumping from a chair in order to avoid the "hot lava" (carpet).

Also, my dog Dave had surgery on his leg in January...he's doing well now but it was a long two months. He did the cone thing for 2 weeks after the surgery and I think I hated it more than him. He sleeps next to me on his bed and he could not get comfortable because of that ridiculous (but necessary, I guess) cone. Honestly, I'm pretty sure I would have slept better if I had worn the cone on my head.

Oh! And Callen is 4 now! My little guy is growing up and he still says the funniest stuff. "Do alligators have butts?" "Pegasus’ have special powers...horsepower!" And the other morning, he came into my room and woke me up. The only thing he said was "dry bones". Uh, yeah...kinda weird. It wasn't until the next day when I told my husband about it that he told me that Dry Bones is a character in the Mario Cart Wii game. So, I guess Callen won't be a serial killer after all. Thank goodness!

Until next time. Soon! I promise. :)