I called it!

Yup, the sickies have arrived. K woke up today with a cough and general crankiness, but other than that is bouncing around and okay. He's eating so far, but more the munching type, a little here a little there. We'll see how the rest of the day goes. So far T seems okay, I think I hear some coughing and congestion in his chest, but that could be my mommy super hearing going glitchy and making me hear things...

Yesterday we had a friend of K's from playgroup come over for a playdate. It was nice for K to have someone over for a while, and they seem to have similar personalities, so they had a blast and didn't drive each other bonkers! There were no major fights and overall I think it went really well. She sure chatted up a storm and it seemed to me that last night K was trying to talk more in sentences than he has been in the past. K really needs to learn some social skills, like not taking others' toys, or getting in their faces and I think the best way is for him to just play with someone, so I'm glad these two got on so well. Next week we plan to go over to their place so it'll be something nice for him to look forward to.

The only major downer to the event was after they left, K gave me a heart attack. I had put T in his crib so I could use the bathroom, before I got there though, I heard glass breaking in the living room. So I go racing in there to see what happened and K had knocked over the water glass that little B's mom had been using. Lesson #897 - take all drinking glasses with you when you leave a room. So I grabbed him off the couch (where he was standing - again), and bent down for a sec to assess the damage and how best to clean it. Well, he reached over, quick as can be, grabbed a piece of glass and tried to shove it in his mouth! I screamed "NO!" at him (gut reaction) and grabbed it from him as gently as I could so I wouldn't cut him trying to get it away. Where the heck do they come up with this stuff? Gee, I think I'll try and eat a sharp shard of glass!? Won't that be fun? Oi. I managed to get it away and threw K in the boys' room and closed the door while I cleaned the mess. Fun. And no matter how thoroughly you think you've cleaned up, there's always a stray piece of glass. Yeah. A huge one. In the bottom of the excersaucer. Of course I found it when I was trying to put T in it later that day. I hope I've got it all now but there are no injuries to speak of. So far.