Sunday, September 16, 2007

Ode to the T-man


Oh, the T-man. He's 2, loud, hilarious, and the craziest kid I've ever met. He worships the ground his siblings walk on, and repeats everything they say, even though he usually has no idea what he's talking about. He's definitely more wild than our other kids. Our only trips to the ER have been for him. The first was after he got his thumb stuck in a closed door and we were worried his bones were crushed. The second resulted in this:He had decided that you really shouldn't waste any part of the apple, including the core. He succeeded in getting it stuck and having it completely block his right airway. Infection ensued and he had to have a bronchoscopy to get it out. Lovely.

He's also our first to climb out of the crib. He hasn't done it until this past week, so I guess that's good. At naptime, he started climbing out and flinging himself to the floor. He would only sleep if you laid down with him for two hours (yeah, right!) or if he happened to fall asleep on the couch, usually around 4:30 pm.
When he started every morning by clinging to the side of his crib for dear life, we decided it was time for a bed. We already have bunk beds, and had wanted to take them apart to be two beds on the floor, but we had to do a little repair work first. T and H had recently climbed up to the top bed, jumped around, and broke one of the wooden slats supporting the mattress.

Got everything situated last night and he slept in his "big boy bed" for the first time. He slept well, but woke up very early and pretty much lost his mind by the time church rolled around. He's an exasperating kid sometimes, but he sure does make us laugh. :)

8 comments:

The Spendloves said...

What did you say to T to get him to make the face in the first picture? I may need a copy of that one. I wish you had some pictures of his dramatic moments, flinging himself on the floor when he's mad or facing the corner because he doesn't want you to talk to him. Yeah, he really is a great kid.

Tennille said...

No encouragement needed for the first photo. Just T, the crazy man in all his glory. :)

Melin said...

I think I've seen you make that face before...how scary with the apple! Nothing like the third to mix things up.

Little d always has a choking hazard in his mouth, including a penny and a screw, at the same time.

Jules said...

I loved meeting him. He is a crack-up. Freaky with the apple. I have never heard of that happening. You should read Jeremy Carver's wife's blog about their 1 year old's episode with a peanut getting stuck in his LUNG! (mandagirl.com).

Tennille said...

When we were in the ER, a kid had a peanut in his lung. Same procedure to get it out. Scary stuff!

Melin--I once found a button in T's poop. A small button, but a button nonetheless. He ate everything in sight (paper, toilet paper, books, dirt, etc) until like two months ago. Seriously.

Carrie said...

Aside from trips to the ER for obstructed airways, love the craziness! Sounds somewhat like my little guy. How old it T? They could be wild and crazy friends.

Tennille said...

He turned two in May.

Nataluscious said...

That apple story is truly freaky. Who knew that could happen? When I was a little girl I used to eat the entire apple as well and the older neighbor boy convinced me that the seeds would take root in my stomach and I would grow into an apple tree. I so believed him that I broke down and sobbed, convinced I'd never see adulthood. If I knew I could have a broncho-whatever-its-called I would have been a lot more scared.