Nathan will always gets his guy

Who makes all the decisions?

As we sat down for dinner this evening, Nathan asked if he could have some water with ice.  So he got it.  The only thing is that Nathan wanted a specific cup,  well I could have said, "Yes honey let me switch your cup."  or  "um no Nathan you already got your water and ice."  "Deal with it, my little prince.....

Well Nathan did not take it well, he obviously got upset.

Nathan: Ahh mommy why do you always get to decide

Mommy:  Because I am the grown up and I make the decisions

Nathan:  Why, I never get to decide

Mommy: Yes Nathan you don't get to decide but I am still the mommy and I make the money, so YES I decide

I hope if Nathan wants to make decision, he realizes he has to work for them.  Sorry Nate you are only 3 1/2 feet tall, take your time.

When Do I go on Vacation

As I am saying good night to Nathan, I remind him of our morning routine.  I also reminded him that my plan is to go shopping for his birthday party.  So in other words don't piss me off in the morning, or I just will shop for myself.

He asked me, "I am not going to go with you?"  I replied, "No."  He asked why, I said because you have to go to school.  "When Do I get vacation?"  Nathan you will get vacation when you are in Kinder garden,

Nathan's replied, "Ahhhhh when do I get vacation when I am four!!!"

News flash you are on vacation, you don't have to work, you wake up early by choice (I can sleep in until 0930 if I could)  and you have three pages of homework, only to make you smarter not punishment.  So don't ask me when you are getting vacation.

Even his teacher asked me this morning,  mind you MORNING.  I can barely drive myself there and now you want me to answer questions.  "Will Nathan be here next week?"  Confused.  AHH YEAH.  Is there something I don't know.  I thought all of this didn't really voice it.  She must have picked up the look on my face.  I politely, ask "What is next week?" She replies "Spring Break."  This is how out of it I was, what is Spring break?


Oh yeah Spring Break, you know when you are in college and you are off for a week.  Twenty somethings got to get away and get drunk and party somewhere, for me it involved Rosarito.

Back to my life, "Ahhh No, I don't get Spring Break neither does he."  You can wait until you are in college to get your Spring Break, and you can pay for it too.

Game Ball

LETS GO METS #1

My heart breaks, the day Nathan got to play pitcher and did a tremendous job on stopping the ball and throwing it to first base,  I miss the game.  To make matters worse, Nathan received the "GAME BALL"

When I talked to him that evening, he told me, "Mommy, I got the game ball because I did so good".

Nathan has recently found his potential.  When I asked him, "Nathan do you like to play baseball",  filled with excitement he replies, "Yes"

Great Job Nate

Dressing Room

Hi everyone,

Yes it's that time again.  Nathan comments, actions and reactions.

Every night Nathan gets to pick out his clothes.  We do this in order to save time in the morning.  Apparently, I have created a monster.  The funny thing is that when Nathan and I pick his clothes out at night, everything goes well in the morning.  When daddy and Nathan pick out clothes,  ummm things don't go as planned.

Lets take this morning for example.  Nathan came into my room and started to get dressed.  He asked me if he could wear his new "Angry Bird" (anger management shirt, appropriate right ??).  I said, yes but put some jeans on instead.  He ran to his room and came back complaining there weren't any jeans.  I left three pairs of jeans on the floor for him to pick out.  He thought jeans were shorts.  Fine Nathan, get some jean short from your dirty clothes (I don't care I have to get to work, can we hurry).

We got the shorts, and the Angry Bird shirt on.  Umm one problem, he wanted to wear a plaid green shirt over it.  I told him that the Angry Bird Shirt didn't go with it but  the " Kiss me I am Irish shirt" did.  We went back and forth, I finally said, his choice was to wear the Angry Bird shirt alone or wear his White  Irish shirt underneath the plaid shirt, end of discussion. (I felt like I was in the dressing room at Macy's picking out an outfit for a fab party not pre-school.  Good Lord.  I try to let him exercise his opinion and decision making when choosing his clothes.  However, I had to pump the brakes when he wants to wear orange plaid shorts with a green shirt.  I cannot allow my children to walk around looking like a rainbow.  I do take issue.

Lets see what tomorrow holds...:)

Heart Attacks, IRS and Little Sister

This evening we left Nathan with his grandparents for a few hours, while Dad and I did numbers for the IRS.  Before we left he and Katelyn were told to be on their best behavior.  (Yeah Right).

I sat with Nathan and told him that Mommy and Daddy were going to do their taxes, "Mommy want are taxes?"  Nathan it's when you have to tell the government how much money mommy and daddy got paid for the work they do.

We got home a few hours later, and I got a report from grandma and grandpa,  umm apparently Nathan had a hick up.

While daddy was in the room saying good night to Nathan, Daddy asked Nathan how the evening went.  Nathan replied, "Daddy I had two Problems, the first one was Katelyn splashed me in the face while we were in the bath and I told Abuelo, the second one was Katelyn hit me in the head, and I don't hit Katelyn so I told Abuelo."  Umm I don't think that is how things happened.

I had a conversation with my parents already before I went in to said good night to Nathan.

I went inside Nathan's room and asked him, "So I heard your were being silly?"  He replied, "I wasn't being silly, Katelyn was."  Really. What Happened?

"Well I had a heart attack."  WHAT,  "Nathan, What is a heart attack?"  It's when your heart hurts.

He quickly changes the conversation and begins to ask me, How my tax appointment went.  I replied, It went well.  "What did you have to do."  Well I give people numbers and then they send them to the IRS.  "What is the IRS?"  The Internal Revenue Service.  "Mommy did you tell them that you also clean the house."


Smart Boy, Nathan realizes Mommy should be getting paid for all the work I do around the house.  Too bad it's not included in my W-2.

Hard Day

You know when you listen to the words of a four year old, you have to wonder where exactly their ideas are coming from.

Let me walk you by Nathan's day.  Due to time change, he actually woke up at 8am, got ready for school, had a little breakfast and went off to Pre-School.  At Pre- School, I know they do art activities, reading, playing, eating, etc.  Doesn't sound like a tough day;

Well according to Mr. Nathan,  "It's been a Hard Day".


Nathan got picked up from school, when he got home he got ready for his Baseball game, and I made dinner.  Sometime between getting ready and sitting down for dinner, Nathan had to go to the bathroom to drop off some kids off at the pool.

Dad, knowing the game was scheduled for 6pm, didn't fit in the fact that Nathan had to use the restroom.  OK....

Nathan, upset at the fact that he was rushed, quickly snapped and said the following, " Stop Rushing me, I don't like to be rushed."


Well said Nathan, what man likes to be rushed when he is in the middle of the most important part of human life.

We made it to the game.  Just like any other baseball player ( at age four) Nathan did what he was expected to do.  Although I think the kids thought they were playing Football, not baseball.  I only say this because anytime the ball was thrown, all the kids would run to it, miss it but tackle each other until there was a pile of kids three feet high.  Only an observation.

Well as I am putting Nathan down to sleep, he told me he was tired,  "Mommy I had such a hard day and my head hurts."


His head hurts, really????  You know when my head hurts, it's lights out, Excedrin Migrane and a wet towel over my forehead.  Is Nathan really having a hard day, or has he heard this so much that either he really feels it, or it's one of those comments he picked up.  I know it's hard to be four, it must have been so traumatizing to me that I don't recall being four.  But thirteen, I got you Nathan, I recall exactly what it is to be thirteen and on.

I hope you rest up and your teachers, parents and coaches are not working you too much.  After all this isn't toddlers and tiaras.  I am much more sane than those moms.

Love Ya...

Little League Season Opener

Well it's that time of year, well it's going to be Nathan's actual first T Ball season.  I have to say he has grown up tremendously in the in the last few months.  Nathan is excited and eager to play.

Introducing Your New York Mets Player and assistant Coach, Daddy

We started the morning with the League Parade, and introduction of all teams.  Little League is apparently some serious business with an enormous amount of individuals involved.

After the ceremony, Nathan followed it up with his first game of the season, against the Cleveland Indians.

Since daddy is one of the coaches, Nathan had the opportunity to play catcher.  I guess somethings never chance huh,, it's who you know that gets you places.  My motto is what you do when you get there.

I asked Nathan what his favorite part of the day was, and he stated it was playing catcher and first base.  In addition, I was so proud that when Nathan went up to  bat, he actually ran to first base after he hit the ball.  Amazing.  Like I said we have come a long way from Winter Ball.

Thank You to everyone who came out to support Nathan 

Good Luck Mets on your 2012 Season

School Registration

It's finally that time in Nathan's life, which he was registered for Kindergarden. OMG.. What happened to the baby boy we brought home that summer day in 2007? What I didn't expect was that registration would be so hectic. Getting him into elementary school is probably harder than getting him into Harvard. I had hear through rumorville that I better be in line bright and early the day of registration. Nathan's daddy was fabulous, since he was off that day, he said he would go and wait in line. After getting there at 0445 hrs,,,new meaning to bright and early huh. It was more like let me camp out and set up my tent, and drink my hot cup of coffee. Despite being there that early, he was number 9 in line. Holly Molly, WTF is going on? The office did not open until 0700hrs. It only took 5 minutes to turn in Nathan 's registration form, dad was told , " We will notify you in June to let you know if he got in, we still have to figure out how many spots are available after we do sibling registration." Are you F &$@@@@ kidding me. If you are thinking, Nathan 's school is some kind of magnet school or private, WRONG. It 's our local school. Mind you I am a product of LAUSD but my mom never woke up at midnight to register me in school. So now we wait and see if Nathan will attend his home school or be bus somewhere else. Why? Our bright developers and probably school district did not plan, build , or took into account the population of children in our beloved new city. I tried to explain to Nathan that he would be going to Big Boy school and we drive by it everyday, even the day of registration, he asked " Mommy is that going to be my new school" I hope so Nathan, he looked at me like "huh". Let's keep on fingers crossed.

Chewing gum

Since Nathan was a little guy, I have always discouraged chewing gum. May sound a bit strict but that is a choice I made. After having a sleep over at his grandparents home, Nathan came home. As I sat on a chair looking at a mirror Nathan came from behind. I swore I saw him with gum in his mouth. By the time, I turned around to face him, the gum was gone.

The following was said:

 Nathan, are you chewing gum?

 Nathan: No

 Mommy: What did you have in your mouth?

 Nathan: Nothing

 I took a line from the old Skool people in my life. "Nathan, when you swallow gum your stomach is going to get glued together."  You should have seen, Nathan's face. I explained it was not good to lie to me.

 Nathan:  replied with a big  Ahh,

Mommy: Let me guess Nathan, the candy you were eating had gum.

 Nathan: yes

 Mommy: Where is it, did you swallow it

 Nathan: I didn't swallow it, I chewed it

 Mommy: So where is it?

Nathan: In my tummy

The Mechanic

I had to get my car serviced, and the car was not ready for pick up until two days later.  The morning I dropped off the car Nathan had some Lego's he was working on.  When I picked him in a different car, he inquired about his Lego's I told him I had left them in the car.  Sorry I forgot them.

I picked up the car and the following morning, Nathan found his Lego's in the car.  He was upset.  He showed me the Lego's and said these are broken now.  "The mechanic broke these,  can I get a report."  Ha ha, What.

Let me get this straight Nathan, you want me to file a report on the mechanic for breaking the Lego's apart.  Ok, Nathan I'll make a report.

When I picked him up this afternoon,  Nathan asked,  "Mommy did you get the report on the mechanic?"  Yes, Nathan I did...opps,  "Can I see it?"  I don't have it with me,  I'll get you a copy when I return to work on Monday.  "Mommy, what is a copy?"  Nathan,  ahhhh,  "It's like a picture of the report, you will get it Monday"

I hope The mechanic is aware, that this four year old is NOT happy with his performance and treatment of property.

If than is writing complaints at four,Can you imagine what he will do when he is my age.

Ash Wednesday

I am figuring out that as I get older and maybe have matured immensely since my twenties, I find it that I incorporate GOD more into our lives.

I remember going to church as a young child and reading the bible with my Grandmother and cousins.  I probably didn't understand much of it.  But I do remember some of the stories in the bible.  I wouldn't be able to repeat them but I do have those memories.  It's those memories that helped me decide if my kids were going to have any knowledge of GOD, it will be I that needed to teach them.

It feels so good to hear my mom crack up when, Nathan is asked to bless himself  ( the spanish version of course).  She still can't believe that he knows the recital.

Nonetheless, Nathan and I found ourselves at 8pm Mass on Wednesday night.  The church was filled with people.

He noticed the priest and asked me, " Mommy who is that, is that GOD"  No Nathan that is the priest. "Mommy, what is a Priest."  He is the person who teaches us about GOD,  "You mean like a teacher."
Yes.  He quickly replies,  "Well what is he saying and why do people come to church?"  I tried to explain why people go to church, thus this is the place where people come to talk to GOD,  yet he couldn't really understand, Nathan wanted to see GOD.

Nathan received his Ash and almost started to cry,  He said, "I don't like this."  I explained to him it was GOD kissing him, and he replied "Well I don't want GOD to kiss me."  Needless to say his Ash lasted about an hour.

I have to introduce him to religion.  I can talk about it all year long, but doing things is what sticks the most.

I guess things can be worse, like the little boy whose parents were trying to calm down. During the quietest time in church,  the boy yelled out,  "I hate god".....  Oh Boy

Nathan Meets Star Wars

This morning Nathan walked inside his little sister's bedroom, I could hear him tell her if she needed to go pottie.  Apparently Katelyn just rolled over and ignored him.  He adamantly told his sister that she better not have pee or poo in her underwear.

Katelyn not responding to his demands, He runs into my bedroom to tell me Katelyn was ignoring him and what he was telling her.  No problem big brother, get used to it.  She will continue to ignore you  for the rest of your lives together.

Off we go the  museum, where Nathan comes face to face with :

Yes the Legacy of Star Wars is still going strong.  I don't know all the players in this galactic war but he sure looked familiar.  I think the last time I watch Star Wars was in 1995.  WHOA......

Nathan was somewhat intrigued but nothing catches his attention more than the following:

The Talk

Once again, Nathan's Little League will commenced, at least regular season.  We are all so excited.  Nathan will be part of the "NEW YORK METS"

With new activities coming our way, new conversations are being initiated.  For example,  "Mommy is New York, New?"  LMAS.  No Nathan, it's not.  He asked, "Well Why do they call it New York?"


Nate, it's not new, It's the name of the state.  What I was really thinking was it's actually one of the oldest states in the country, and one of the original colonies. We have 50 states.  Each team is names after one.  But I was not in the mood to have 50 questions.

Fast Forward to today.  Nathan needed to buy new uniform gear for his new team.  He ended up getting a new glove,  (Along with Dad)  Since he will be assisting in the coaching???????  GOOD FOR HIM......  New socks, a new belt and yes a cup holder.  Apparently little guys and I mean that in all forms,   need protection in their jewels. Oh yeah and new under wear, (jockey underwear, which holds the "CUP."

Nathan was a good sport, he took his wallet and yes mommy made him get his money to pay for his socks, belt, and cup.  Don't feel bad for Nathan,  he has plenty of it stored away in his piggy bank.  He only needs $200.00 so he can buy his own I PAD.  He also only has two chocolate bars left from his Fundraising.  ANY TAKERS???

When we got home I told Nathan that we would have lunch and after lunch I would take him to the park so we could practice.

He asked me if he could put his baseball uniform on.  I said sure.  Away he goes,  as we are getting lunch ready, he comes back downstairs, wearing his new socks, pants, new belt, shoes and yes even his NEW Underwear.  Umm.

I didn't realize he had put on the jock underwear,  Please bare with me too.  I played softball.  I don't have brothers,  so I wasn't sure how this cup thing worked.  I overheard the lady at Sport Chalet,  but it went in one ear and out the other.

Nathan grabbed the cup, and he asked me, "Mommy what is this for?"  I said, Nathan it's to protect your pi pi when you are playing,  to make sure the ball doesn't hurt you.  Do you want to try it on? Curious but apprehensively he said yes.   We both looked at like it was a Rubic cube we couldn't solve.  I saw that he had the special underwear on, and I knew there was a pocket.  So which way does it go???? ummmm.

Apparently I put it on backwards I placed it like a backwards triangle,  and I guess according to Daddy Coach, who was overhearing this craziness, told me  "It's backwards, you need to protect what is below too."  ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,,, well Like a said I never had that problem.  With girls it is a backwards triangle....Give me a break.

But why was I having the talk.....I guess with Nathan I too learn new things as time goes on.  The cup didn't last long.  He didn't like it and took it off.  It was a hilarious experience.  Even only a few months have passed since Winter Ball, he has already grown so much.  He plays better, hits harder and his attention span has gone from 5 seconds to 30 seconds.  But at least I haven't seen him play in the sand with his glove over his face.  Good Luck Nathan on your 2012 Season. Go get them............

Let me get this right

Once again on our ride home, Nathan asked me if he could have an otter pop when he got home. Before I answered his question, he said, "I have an idea how about abuelo buys us some ice cream when the Ice cream truck comes by." 

I quickly interjected and stated that perhaps he needs to buy abuelo and abuela some ice cream and stop asking them for money. I told him, he needed to take care of them and not have them take care of him. He replied, " let me get this right, I have to give them some of my money." I said , "No Nathan but it wouldn't be a bad idea if you buy them ice cream." Ahhhhhhhh, I could see the frustration on his face. He said to me ok, " I'll give them 5 of my money, but do I Have to go into my piggy bank, really, let me get this Right"

Once again, I replied, "No Nathan, I didn't say that, you don't have to do that right now but it is an idea." All I am trying to do is teach this little boy that it's important to take care of others and share when others are in need.

However, this is the same little boy who asked me last week, "mom, when can I get a cell phone." I replied, Nathan when you grow up, have a job and YOU can pay for it."

This is the same four year old who asked his dad yesterday, "Dad, when do I get an I Pad?" So yes Nathan, you got it straight. If you want something, you better start saving your money. For a four year old you already have expensive taste.

And one more thing, if you plan on working for local government, whether it's local or state you better start on your 401K and retirement plan because your Uncle Jerry Brown is going to demolish anything your parents have earned.  Good Luck.

War Heroes, Airplanes, etc

Well hello everyone,  It has been a while since I have shared Nathan's comments with you.

Well we have been extremely busy, between helping Nathan's grandparents, working and potty training Nathan's little sister.

But that is not to say Nathan hasn't had a lot to say.  You know when children first start talking they ask a lot of simple questions, followed by why.  Why is the sky Blue?  Why this? Why That?

Now the questions are getting a little harder to address, or I just can't explain things to him in a manner appropriate for a four year old.  Meaning I hate to shelter Nathan and lead him to believe he lives in a perfect world but also there is still an innocence within him that you would like to maintain as long as possible.

For example,  As we drove one evening down the street, Nathan asked me what the signs on the poles where. I thought he was referring to the street sign with the name of the street.  Nathan was actually asking about the signs that most cites hang up, honoring the troops from different military branches.

I told him they were signs with soldiers names, who were protecting our country.  Well that stir the pot, What are Soldiers and what do they do?

I thought to myself, they were like police officers who protect us, only soldiers were protecting our country.

Well how does a soldier protect our country?  Well Nathan they fight the war.  What is war?  

That put the brakes on, What is war and how do I explain it to Nathan.

I quickly got out of that conversation, I wasn't ready to break down the politics, points of view pros and cons about war with a Four year old.  I thought and actually told Nathan I thought it would be better if I showed him what soldiers do and how they do it.  As innocently as my boy is, he replied, "Ok Mommy." 


Fast forward, a week or so.  Once again as we were driving Nathan curiously and very concerned asked his dad,  "Do airplanes have band aids?"  Dad replied yes, "Probably in the plane's first aid kit,"  Nathan concerned asked, "Well is that in the front of the plane or the back."  Daddy annoyed replies, "Well Nathan I haven't worked on a plane I don't know."  Nathan as sassy as can be, "Well I have but I don't know where the band aids are."


Really Nathan, why isn't that neither of your parents knew you have worked on an airplane?

Breast milk and rocket ships

This time on our way back from school,  Nathan and I engaged in another interesting conversation.  As we were driving, we saw a herd of calves, we had not seen these young creatures.  We had only seen the Big cows.

Nonetheless, we past by and the question came about.  "Mommy, how do babies eat when they are super, super super X 10 small?"

Well Nathan, the babies drink milk from the mommy. "How?", he asked.  Ahhhhh how did I get to this conversation.   Well they drink it from their breast.  "How?"

Well they lay down or stand ( I think) and drink milk from their mommy, kind of drinking from a bottle.

"Well do you have milk?"  Apparently Nathan was too young to remember mommy feeding his little sister.  I didn't know how to get out of the conversation.  Other then explaining all babies need milk.

Well fortunately a jet was flying in the sky.  That changed the conversation to "Mommy is that a rocket ship?"  I said, "No Nathan I don't think it's a rocket ship, I think it's a jet."  Nathan asked, "Why can't it be a rocket ship?"  Well because if it were a rocket ship the ground would shake and it would be super loud.  "Why?"  "Because the rocket ship is so powerful, it cuts through the sky and flies into outer space, the jet flies through the sky."  "Mom what is powerful? "   Nathan it's lots of power and fuel, so it can make it through the sky.

He then began to inquire who flew the rocket ships, I replied Astronauts fly rocket ships and pilots fly jets.  Then he began to wonder how they walked when they were out in outer space, I said they do the "Moon walk"  He was perplexed. I tried to explained the concept of gravity, that lost him completely.  Luckily for me we were getting home  and I said perhaps a trip to the museum would help me explain it better.

If these question are confusing me now,  I would hate for him to bring home his Algebra homework.

I want to be a Grown Up

On our way to school this morning, Nathan says to me, "I want to be a grown up."  I asked Nathan why he was in such a hurry to be a grown up, what is so cool about being grown up.  He says, "I want to work, but I want to work with abuelo."  I tried to explain to him that being a grown up is not all that its cracked up to be.

Let's think about this, what do grown ups do?  Well responsible grown ups, get up go to work, pay bills, clean the house and go to sleep.  Does that sum it up?

Ok I know grown ups get to go on vacation, drink a little, drive, and buy what they need.

But let's take Nathan, all he has to do is go to school, learn a little,  play, take a nap and eat well.

Yes my dear Nathan, I am looking forward to the day when I ask you to take out the trash and clean your room.  OK OK so I ask you that now, but I don't see you mowing the lawn or washing your clothes just yet.  Don't get me started on what your father's plans for you are once you hit 14.  I am sure you will be receiving  an application to Albertson's so you can start on your 401K.

Then you will be wishing you were a little boy, who really doesn't understand the troubles of the world that surround grown ups.

So you see Nathan, it doesn't sound that bad to be kid, enjoy and stop being in such a hurry to grow up,  take it one day at a time.  You aren't missing anything.   As a matter of fact you are way ahead of the game.

Now mommy is off to do grown up things,  clean the house for the third time.....

Boys Vs Girls

The kids and I had a eventful evening last night.  The grown boys, referring to Baby Daddy and Baby uncle took off to enjoy an evening of Hockey.

Mean while the babies, well lets just say say were just babies.  Nathan apparently received homework assignments.  While he very diligently worked on his homework, his sister Katelyn could not stand not being part of it.  She cried and cried for everything.

We eventually moved the drama upstairs,  I figured it was a good time to start their baths before they got so worked up I couldn't bring them back down to my world.  Katelyn was determined to take off her own clothes,  she got stuck several times.  I started taking off her rubber bands from her hair,  she insisted in trying to do that too.

Nathan, being mister, "I can do anything" said to Katelyn, "I'll do it, I'll help you."  Well K wanted nothing to do with him touching her pony tails.  Nathan frustrated didn't understand, this is where I came in, "Nathan, girls don't like you touching their hair."  He replies, "Ah girls, girls, always girls I need to play with some boys."

I felt your pain Nathan, You are always surrounded by girls, and yes WE wine and complaint a lot.  All I could think is, yup you should have gone with the boys to the Hockey game.

We made it to the bath, where it was a race on who was not going to take a bath first.  Nathan had already brushed his teeth and gone potty.  I convinced him to get in.  I instructed Katelyn to go potty.  Reluctant she sat in the toilet.  As I was given Nathan his bath, I hear Katelyn, "Mommy look it!"  With excitement she was pointing at the fact that she was going POTTY.....yehhhhhhhhhhh. What a celebration it was in the bathroom.  Everyone was giving each other high fives, if you didn't know any better you would think she just won the  marathon.

Ah yes the differences between the lives of boys and girls.  The frustration of a poor little four year old boy who is constantly being annoyed by his little 2 year old sister.

Needless to say the evening ended well, both had their time with mommy.  Let's see what mommy can get from daddy.

Nathan goes to the museum

Nathan got a little taste of hockey. When I asked Nathan what he thought of the museum, he said  "it was awesome and nice."  His favorite part was playing hockey and driving a Zamboni.

I thought after a long day Nathan had a great day, despite it just being mommy and his sister. As I was writing this blog Nathan wanted me to make sure I added that he also had fun with his pens.

Let me explain further, Nathan decided to wear his firemen rain boots and his fireman jacket.  Inside his jacket he carried, several pens and markers, paper, swiss knife (pretend of course), a wallet with real U.S. money, and all sorts of other gadgets.  After he emptied out his pockets he had a whole locker of items.

What's the weather like

A few days back, Brian commented to me, as he was getting ready Nathan came to him and brought along his daddy's phone. He asked, " Dad can you tell me what the weather is going to be, so I know what to wear?"


A few days after, as I am getting ready, Nathan comes to me, with my phone.  This time he had the weather forecast for the day already on the phone.  He handed me the phone.  I saw the forecast and it clicked, Nathan was once again  inquiring as to what the weather was going to be for the day.  I told him, "It looks like it's going to be warm."  He said, "Ok, looks like I'll be wearing shorts."


I guess Nathan considers everything,  I know as grown ups we check for weather, traffic, etc.  I didn't expect my four year old to start doing that.  I guess you could never be too prepared.

Nathan, Goes to 123rd Tournament Of Roses Parade

Greeting from Pasadena, CA where the weather is sunny and clear at a whopping 84 degrees.  Can you imagine that?   Well if you live in Southern California you could.  But even though I was born and raised in So. Cal , I didn't think that I would need sunblock in January.

Well in all honesty Nathan wasn't at the parade but we did go view some of the most gorgeous floats  displayed this year 2012.

With Nathan being sick it was time to get out and about for a bit.

Even after some cold ice lemonade, viewing the floats, and some kennel corn it got to be just too much for Nathan.  It was HOT.....

As Nathan and I were ordering our Kennel corn, he wiped his face and saw blood on his hand.  "Mommy, I am bleeding,"    

Nathan got so hot his nose started to bleed.  After a few minutes of rendering first aid to the little guy, he managed to enjoy almost the whole bag of Kennel corn, of course with a little help from the rest of us.

As we ended our day and walk back to the shuttle , I knew Nathan was tired.  He would tell that he was hungry (what he wanted was to finish the rest of the kennel corn). "Mommy I need a rest, my back hurts."

Umm funny all the pregnant ladies at the parade were saying the same thing.

We made it to the shuttle pick up point.  Nathan was now beginning to get loud and a bit rude.  I reminded him he was not being the best sport to which he replied, " I am not being mean, and I am just tired and cranky."   Lol.... yes you are.  Then he pretend to pass out, meanwhile the others waiting began to worry and panic this little boy just passed out of heat exhaustion.  I even had to do a second look,  nope Nathan was fine.  Just looking for attention, and he got it.  

I told him too, if he did that again I would call the Firemen and they would take him back to the hospital.

Nonetheless, 5 minutes into the car ride home, Nathan was out for the count.

Emergency Room 2012

Happy New Year from our Family to your

New Year's Eve did not start as we had planned it, Nathan was showing signs of being really sick.  But stood his ground that he was fine.  Brian decides to go play in the desert, and when he returned home, his face said it all.  He had the crud, runny nose, sneezing, congested.  My dad wasn't doing well either.  WHAT Happened?

I attempted to take Nathan to urgent care, his cough was concerning.  On going, non stop 24/7.  Impossibly to bear with and I was not the one coughing.  I asked him if his body hurt, he said no only his chest (yikes).

Urgent care was closed.  Nathan said he wanted to go to dinner.  So the family made it to dinner.  

That evening, Nathan continued his coughing, now I was beginning to stress.  The Cough syrup was not doing anything, I could not break his fever.  The last time this went on, was when Nathan was two years old.  He continued to cough just like he was doing now and had a really high fever.  That time my little guy had a pneumonia.

I couldn't take it no more, we returned to urgent care this morning, CLOSED..... Ahhhh.

I looked at Nathan and said, "Sorry Nate looks like we will have to go to the hospital."  I could see panic coming over him.  Nathan has not been to hospital since he was born.  But he understands sick people do go to the hospital.

I tried to calm him down and told him everything would be Ok.  I needed a doctor to check his chest.

We walked into the ER, amazingly I didn't see anyone there.  I thought for sure I was going to run into all the goofballs that were accident prone from the night before.  Nope.

I checked Nathan in.  Forget me checking him in, Nathan apparently could do it on his own.  "My name is Nathan, I am coughing a lot and I don't want any shots and I don't want to stay in the hospital." 

"Ok buddy, can you look at these pictures and tell me at what level is your pain,  your not crying but your not happy either."  Nathan choose the sad one, pain level of six.

Nathan got a bed within five minutes,   His nurse was kind enough to let him use his I phone so he could play "Angry Bird" while we waiting for the doctor.  The nurse kept looking at Nathan with a shock kind of look, turns to my dad and said,   "He speaks very well, as if he were an adult"

Yes that would be Nathan.  The doctor came, Nathan explained to the doctor why we were at the hospital.  Just to be cautious the doctor recommended Nathan get an x-ray.

X-ray showed he did have the beginning stages of a pneumonia.  I knew it, I recognized that cough and those symptoms.  Nathan could be very stubborn. Even when he feels sick he handles himself very well.  Sometimes making it impossible to diagnosed it's more than a runny nose.

We got our prescription and left.

I really hope 2012 gets better.  Emergency room 2012 didn't help start it off the way we wished.

I hope you get better Nathan....

Along with everyone else in the family..