Turning 3: an in Depth Look
(written on his birthday, posted a few days later)
So today was finally the big day and he was so excited. When he saw the happy birthday decorations he got very excited. He pretended to read them and then started naming all the letters in happy Birthday.
Just before 
sacrament me eting started at church he said alou d “Isaac getting big, big, big†and he reached his arms up high. It was also father’s day so when I told him the kids were going to sing, he said “sing happy birthday to Isaac?â€
Charlotte was officially old enough for Nursery as of Thursday so we also let her take the sacrament for the first time (we decided as a couple that it seemed like a good age to start). Isaac was very kind and picked out a piece of bread and then offered it to her before taking his own.
After church we had lunch and then Isaac helped me decorate his cake. We had chocolate frosting so I got some construction cone candles and I bought some small trucks to go on the cake. He was so enthralled with all the trucks on the cake that I had to take off the forklift and clean off the frosting so that he could play with it. He drove it around the living room an
d used it to transport his presents across the room.
He told me that his presents were all full of trucks. At one point he told me one of the presents was a cement truck and another present was cement for the truck. He thought the big cylindrical present (Lincoln logs) was a car seat.
He had been practicing the happy birthday song and he was very excited to have it sung to him, however he was afraid of the fire on the candles so he blew them out from a distance with a series of short puffs that made us all laugh!
After cake we opened presents and he did much better this year. Although he wanted to play with each toy after opening it, he also allowed us to provoke him to open other presents.
It was also father’s day so we went to Grandma and Grandpa’s house for dinner. He rode his new bicycle. Most of the way I steered while he watched his feet and made comments about the mechanics of his bike. It was neat to see how mechanically minded he is. He didn’t eat much dinner before he decided that he missed his new toys and wanted to go home. He rode his bike home and as he rode he told me that mommys were good at keeping Isaacs safe.
et. After collecting all the candy he could find, Isaac handed his basket to me and said ‘here mommy,’ then went to play with his new Easter trucks.
that she had vomited at some point after being put to bed and had been sleeping in vomit. Unfortunately this was just the beginning of a very rough day. She continued to throw up every single thing she ate. If she drank a sip of water, she threw up a sip of water within ten minutes. She probably went through at least ten outfits. I had done all the laundry on Friday, but by the end of Saturday I had to wash three more loads comprised almost completely of things that Charlotte vomited on (mostly her clothes, her mom’s clothes, and the towels I had provided to protect the couch and carpet). Aside from vomiting, she was cranky and sluggish and spent the entire day on her mother’s lap–so much for my homework that I usually do on Saturdays. By the end of the day she was completely miserable and starting to look dehydrated (no tears when she cried, her eyes looked dry, and only one wet diaper the entire day) so I took her to Orem Community Hospital. They were able to give her half of some sort of 
magic pill that allowed her to drink fluids without vomiting. She was in better spirits, after the pill and actually smiled a few times before going to bed. Sunday she only vomited one time, but had several bouts of diarrhea and spent the entire day either in her mother’s arms or next to mom on the couch. She woke up at 1:00 AM on Monday morning with a leaking diaper and screamed and cried or about a half an hour. She wouldn’t eat or drink anything, but arched her back as if she didn’t want to be held. When I laid her on the floor she rolled closer to me and continued screaming and kicking. She finally calmed down and fell asleep in my arms. She slept the rest of the night without incident, but joined her mom in bed in the morning and slept in mom’s bed from about 6-7:45am. She continued to be clingy and sluggish until after her morning nap. When she woke up she had more energy and actually left her mother’s lap to play. I hope we’re in the clear now. Her appetite is starting to come back and she smiled, laughed and ran around with Isaac the rest of the day.
eries of numbers on the door and the stood in front of them and sang the ABCs. This is a picture of him singing the ABC song to his sister. 
decided to grow up a little today. We were a t Walmart and he wanted to see the trucks. I told him that he had to trade his pacifiers for new trucks. We found a small set that he really wanted so he agreed to trade his ’plugs’ for it. When we got home he ran into his room and got two ‘plugs’ and I traded with him. He was very excited and happy about the trade. We brought it up several times during the day as he played with his new trucks. When I told him that he was such a big boy he lined up next to the fridge so I could mark how much he’s grown! 
r his ‘plug.’ I held firm through hours of crying and begging me to trade his trucks back. Finally at 4:00 am he fell asleep, exhausted. The next morning when he woke up he rolled over and said in a very sleepy voice ‘no plugs.’ We talked about how big he was and discussed his new trucks several times. He didn’t have another night like the first one, but there were a few times that he asked for his ‘plugs’ and offered to trade the new trucks. I think he cried one other time when he was tired and wanted his pacifier. Ten days later, it seems to have worked. He no longer asks for his ‘plug.’ With that success behind me, I decided it was time to take away Charlotte’s pacifiers. She is less attached to hers and she still sleeps in a crib so although she cried, overall the transition was smoother for her. I took hers away on Friday night, but allowed her to have it back for a half an hour during Relief Society—I didn’t think it was appropriate to make her cry herself to sleep in that setting.-1%5B2%5D.jpg)
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