It wasn't quiet indeed. I spent the first few seconds shortly after midnight vomiting into a trash can at a movie theater. Let me back up a little bit. The weekend before my birthday was spent in upstate New York for a wedding in Lake George. The drive to the resort was traffic free and smooth except for the moment when both of my boys threw up in the backseat. I was glad that they felt better and got some color back on their faces.
The resort itself was nice, and the lake and surroundings was beautiful. The rooms were fine except the decor was a bit dark for my taste. Harrison agrees and showed it by throwing himself on the ground every time we entered the room. We got a sitter for the night of the wedding, who was very sweet but sadly obese and that worried me a little about her taking care of two high energy kids who likes to run in different directions. I had to trust that Oliver will step up and run after Harrison if necessary. Then just before the wedding we discovered that I've packed the wrong suit for Chris and it looked terrible. I felt terrible. We went to a beautiful wedding were I only knew my husband and the groom and actor Andrew Shue who is a friend of the bride's family. My allergies was killing me, my shoes were killing me, and as I found out at the end of the night the food served at the wedding was killing me. I threw up 8 times that night. I was glad to be going home the next day and luckily the ride back was vomit free.
Fast forward a week later and I had plans to have a good birthday/mother's day celebration. First Chris and I met with my old boss at Disney for a drink before dinner. Then we had a nice meal at Lincoln Ristoranté. I made the mistake of drinking too early and eating too much. By the time we made it to our 11pm showing of the Avengers 3D, I was already not feeling great. 20 minutes into the action packed movie in an IMAX theater with seats too close to the giant screen, we had to leave. As I fumbled my way out the theater looking, passing the 3D glasses return bin, looking for a non-recycling trashcan to throw up into. I was happy to get home and just go to sleep.
That was the end of the "cleansing", out with the old and ready for a new decade. The latest project was throwing a Spy 007 birthday party for Oliver, complete with secret agent badges and finger print scanner and password for entering, TNT detonator that says "Do Nut Push" which covers stacks of donuts as birthday cake, laser obstacle course, a balloon popping game called the Bomb Squat, dress up photoshoot for the best master of disguise. It was really fun and I had a blast making all the props and games.
The next big thing is Harrison's surgery tomorrow. I know he'll be just fine. I just hope I will be too.
This summer Oliver will be in summer camp for 2 weeks, continue with drum lessons, and probably go back to taking swim lessons as well. My mom and sister will be visiting and we plan on going to Boston for a few days for whale watching and visit the aquarium and science museum. I'm also looking forward to the boy's reaction when we take the Duck Tour where the bus goes from land then turned into a boat and goes along the river.
Before wrapping this up I just want to include something that I wrote about our boys for something too complicated to explain:
Oliver
Oliver is kind, caring, sensitive. His gentle, easy going personality allows him to make friends easily and is loved by his friends ranging in age from 2, to our 72-year old neighbor Len. He’s very loving, patient and thoughtful. He can get very emotional and cry when he hears or sees something sad. I describe his as a raw nerve or the way your gums feel after having a tooth pulled. At the same time, he has a great sense of humor has an absolutely contagious laugh. Recently, he’s discovered what all of us adults already know….that fart jokes and butts are hilarious.
Oliver is very bright and a quick learner. This year he’s learning to play drums and has really taken to it. Not quite at Stephen level, yet but call us in a few years and he’d be happy to step in. He’s extremely creative with his Lego building, as each piece is carefully chosen with a purpose. He has the mind of an engineer, a wonderful imagination and the gift of storytelling.
As a big brother, he is very considerate of his baby brother’s needs. His face lights up when he sees Harrison. Recently we found out that Harrison will need to have surgery. Oliver’s response was that he felt sad that Harrison will feel pain, and that he wishes he can feel the pain for his brother.
As a son, he’s a helpful and contributing member of the family. He loves his family and enjoys spending time with us. Every night before bed we cuddle and share with each other our favorite things of the day.
Harrison
This is the happiest child I’ve ever met. There’s not a person, dog, or truck that passes by that he doesn’t wave to. There’s not a song or book or game that ends without him dancing or throwing his arms up and cheer. When he enters the room, everyone smiles. When he is playing, he becomes very quiet and focused in his world. He likes to lay on the floor and push his toy train and trucks and watch the wheels turn. Once in a while he’ll just laugh, which makes me wonder if there’s a story going on inside his head. When Harrison was a baby, we noticed some veins on his cheek that seemed to spell the word “LOVE” (see attached photo) which came as a surprise until we got to know him a bit better. Now it makes total sense.
He naturally likes to share his food and toys with others. When he sees you upset, he’ll come over and give you a hug. When he does something that makes you laugh, he’ll keep doing it and enjoy the moment with you.
While not quite 2 years old, he seem more confident and sure of himself than most people. He walks around without fear. In his baby class, he feels comfortable sitting in the middle of the circle instead of in his mom’s lap. When he sees a big dog, he will go right up to it and let the dog lick his face. When he is with Oliver, he doesn’t hesitate to try what Oliver is doing.
Their personalities are almost polar opposites, yet they can’t be any closer as brothers. In the 2 years they’ve known each other they have never had a fight. There’s a mutual love and concern for one another. They are very lucky to have each other and we are blessed to have them both.
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