More numbers

So I'm really getting into this homemade babyfood thing...here are some additional calculations..

Bananas:
...Ok...so let's ignore the fact that of the bananas I bought, I actually ate two (I don't know how much they weighed and the price is per pound, not banana, but still...)

$0.39 per pound, bought 2.21 lbs
Total spent = $0.86
Made 14 oz
Cost per oz (overestimated) = $0.06 per ounce

Stage 2 jar = 3.5 oz, purchase in sets of 2 = Total of 7 oz;
Average cost = $1.00 APPROXIMATE COST PER OZ = $0.14

HUGE SAVINGS HERE...and this is even an overestimate! YAY!!

Pears:
$0.77/lb, bought 1.22 lbs
Total spent = $0.94
This made 11 1 oz cubes...so
Cost per oz = $0.085

I finally did it!

Ok...the paper and matching envelopes were bought when Tatum wasn't even a week old. They were designed when she was about a month old, printed when she was about 9 weeks old, stuffed and addressed when she was about 2 and a half or 3 months old...and they've been waiting since then.



I FINALLY got the stamps I needed on Thursday, affixed them and mailed out her.....................................birth announcements!!!


Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!


Nothing like a little procrastination, right? If you're reading this and think you should have gotten (or should get within the next week or so) a birth announcement but do not, it's very possible that I have your address incorrect in my mailing list. So feel free to make a comment and/or email me with your correct mailing address ('cause the Christmas letter is just a few months away, right!?!?)

And I also finally mailed back Kellen's recalled Sarge today, too...feeling somewhat accomplished since these two things have been sitting on our desk at home just mocking me. *grin*

Good night...

Well, now there's more...I went to pick her up at ~ 5:15 at daycare and she had thrown up again a little before 5. However, she was acting normally BEFORE and AFTER she threw up....one of the teachers said that she didn't get a very good burp out, so maybe that had something to do with it, I don't know.

Like the dr and I discussed yesterday morning...the throwing up symptom is rather vague...how many times, how much volume, at what point in time should you be concerned??? None of these things are quantified or well spelled out. However, the pupil dilation, lethargy, obvious signs of head injury or trauma are ALL things that you should watch especially closely for...none of which she exhibited yesterday.

So...long update short...I continued to watch her closely onceI got home (she ate her dinner and nursed just fine), monitored her throughout the night (it was a light night for me), and reassessed this morning.

AM Reassessment:
Tatum had a good (read = uneventful) night last night and seems to be doing very well this morning!

She's acting like herself, nursed great, is cooing, talking, playing, etc.

Whew!

He's DONE with his class..

I just wanted to update...as of yesterday, Matt is DONE with his Paramedic class. He called me, told me that he had sent me an email (had sent me his verification of course completion email to my work email address), I read it, and just cried right there in my office.

Now he has to take the National Registry Exam. He's looking at the test dates with open spots at a testing center in Houston, comparing those with his work schedule and a trip that we're going on next month, etc. He's going to try and take one of the first ones that he can, so I'm guessing within the next month he'll sit for this test.

YAY!

Pretty eventful morning...before 7 AM!!!

So Matt took Kellen with him this morning and dropped him off at Maw Maw and Paw Paw's on his way to work, and I snuggled with Tatum (Matt brought her to me before he left with the "she's hungry" message) and fed her.

Our day was off to a good start.

A quick (maybe 30 sec) trip to the potty for me, after building a pillow fence around Tatum, didn't fare so well. I heard a thud...ran to the bed to see no Tatum. She had fallen off....on my watch! I rush to pick her up, check her head, snuggle and comfort her...all of those Mommy things. I sit down on the bed with her in my lap, and she proceeds to throw up...LOTS...

So I desperately try to get in touch with Matt for medical advice.....several calls and messages to his voicemail and a couple of texts later, I finally get in touch with him to let him know what's going on. By this time, Tatum has calmed down, she hasn't thrown up again, and she's acting like her normal self...eyes aren't dilated, she's tracking my finger and me with both of her eyes, grabbing for objects, etc. So I give Matt the update...he tells me he's going to make a quick phone call and will call me back.

Calls me back and tells me to go to the ER.

So I'm at the ER before 6:30 with Tatum to get looked at...the doctor and I have a lengthy discussion about CT, hospital admission, how they normally treat head injuries, etc...he and I decide NOT to do a CT scan, but to watch her for the rest of the day to be sure that she's still acting "normal" - no lethargy, no throwing up, etc.

*Sigh* Please pray that she's ok and that she's acting like herself for the rest of the day!

Peaches for you, Peaches for me

Ok...I just made my first batch of homemade peaches for Tatum. I feel so accomplished right now! So, I thought while it was fresh on my mind, I would do some quick calculations and share.

Stage 2 jar = 3.5 oz, purchased in sets of 2 ( Total of 7 oz); Average cost = $1.00
APPROXIMATE COST PER OZ = $0.14

Two peaches (1.79/lb) = $0.936 / ea. = Total spent, $1.87
Ice cube trays, each cube = 1 oz = Total of 12 oz, (This batch filled the ice cube tray, with about 2 oz left over - 14 oz)
APPROXIMATE COST PER OZ = $0.13

And with the Magic Bullet, it really took NO TIME at all to puree the peaches..and they're really smooth too. (Thanks again, Mom...I keep finding ways to use this thing!)

Yay!

Aren't they cute?

Strong Kellen...
Can I pick her up???
Oh, but I can...So now what?? (Don't worry, both Mommy AND Daddy were by the bed just in case...)Kellen the entertainer...

She was giggling...just not for THIS shot...And to top off the day, she tried some of big brothers peaches...her way. In the net! I think I have a fruit lover on my hands here!And last but not least...look out world, here she comes! Little miss Tatum! Ain't no stoppin' her now...might as well not even try, Kellen! Now aren't they just the cutest pair?
I'm off to try my hand at some homemade baby food...Based on how Tatum ate tonight, I think it'll be peaches, I believe...Wish me luck!

Happy Grandparent's Day!!

Happy Grandparent's Day!

Well, after my mom called to give me the phone number to my Pap's hospital room (and subequently reminded me about the holiday), Kellen called his MawMaw and PawPaw to tell them Happy Grandparents Day and then called his Grandma and Grandpa and left them both messages on their cell phones saying the same thing (their house phone was busy...), then I called Grandma Beadle and talked to her for about an hour and a half. I still need to call the hospital and chat with Pap, but I'll try to do that as soon as Kellen is in bed.

Kellen didn't understand why Grandparent's Day didn't = his grandparent's actually coming to see him at his house. "But it's Happy Grandparent's Day, Mommy. That means that my grandparents need to come and see me!" Kinda difficult to explain that it doesn't work like that. Nice logic on his part, though.

How does this holiday always seem to sneak up on me? I knew it was coming up, and even had cute kiddo ideas about some homemade gifts, but no...I always think it's later in September than it actually is!

No Blueberries for my Baby:

Tatum tried blueberries yesterday (the product of my first attempt at homemade baby food), and REALLY liked them. Well, she's been going poo poo today - no big deal, right? - I was even going to post something about how blueberries look EXACLTY the same coming out as they do going in. *grin*

However, she's been unusually fussy this afternoon...not calming down, not napping unless she was latched onto me - NOT like her at all. I've been changing her diaper as normal, and after one of her BM's I noticed that her ENTIRE diaper area was BRIGHT red...everywhere that the poo poo had touched. And it wasn't like she had been sitting in that diaper very long.

Poor baby! No wonder she's been fussy!

I'm guessing this is an actual reaction to the introduction of this food yesterday. Kellen never had any of these, but that's the only thing I can think of that might be causing this.

Man, it must REALLY be hurting her...she was even screaming as I was trying to wipe her off and put cream on her...Poor thing...Hopefully the Aquafor will take care of it quickly. That, plus the bath that I hope helped to soothe her skin...then another dose of Aquafor.

But, I guess blueberries are out for her...at least for a little while!

Today's milestones:

*We had our first "outing" without the infant carrier. Tatum actually had to sit up in the shopping cart. Other than Mommy taking a turn too fast and her falling over and hitting her head - HARD - she did really well! (She's ok, really. She's going to be tough like her big brother.) And she lasted through a Target AND Kroger trip. I was pushing it with the outing and she behaved SO WELL (especially considering that she didn't have much of a nap).

*We found Tatum's lovey at Target!!! So we bought two more. Now we have one for home, one for daycare, and another either for the car or just as a spare. I wish I would have been able to capture Tatum's face when she saw them hanging up in the store. She started reaching for them...and then got SO EXCITED when I pulled two off of the shelf and gave them to her! She was squealing and waving her arms...You could tell that she knows what they are and likes them immensely!

*Tatum drank from a sippy cup with her dinner. Cold breast milk - and LIKED it...


*Kellen "watched" his sister today. I was cooking some pizza pasta casserole, chatting with Grandma, and Kellen watched his sister. He made sure that toys she shouldn't be playing with weren't near her, got some pop tart wrappers out of her hands when she got ahold of them, and even physically moved her when she was near something she didn't need to be...Carefully moved her, I might add. And when she started to get fussy, he got right up next to her and did his darndest to try and make her smile and laugh.

He is SUCH a good big brother!!! And Tatum just thinks that he hung the moon...They took a bath together last night and you would have thought that he was put on the earth just to entertain Tatum...She was watching him so intently and with so much adoration during their bath - and he just does SO WELL with her.

I really couldn't have asked for this sibling thing to have gone any better than it has so far...I don't necessarily think it will stay like this (I'm not THAT out of it), but hey...it's GREAT right now while it lasts.

Milestone moments...

It has been an eventful week for little miss Tatum...here's a quick recap.

1. Tatum's 6-month check up (this past Tuesday):

Well, my little girl isn't so little...

18 lb 2 oz (90%)
26 1/4" long (75%)

So we have officially outgrown the infant carrier and have ordered two new carseats for my van...the old ones will transfer to Matt's Trailblazer when the new ones come in. For now, my vehicle is the only "kid friendly" vehicle, since we have taken out the carrier and installed Kellen's 2nd seat rear facing for Tatum.

2. She said, "Bye bye"

I was leaving daycare Thursday after feeding Tatum and said, "Bye bye" to her. She looked up, mimicked me perfectly and said, "Bye bye."

I'm NOT kidding or stretching this at all. And I have two witnesses...both of the teachers heard it and I think if their heads had whipped to look at her any quicker they would have popped off.

3. She crawled

She's been getting anywhere she wants to go by various methods, including the infamous army crawl, but today..she did the real deal...And to her Aunt Boo...visiting from DC this weekend. This is the first time that Aunt Boo has seen Tatum, so I guess that Tatum wanted her Aunt Boo to feel really special.

Oh my goodness...Do milestones come in threes? We've talked, crawled, now can we get some teeth to FINALLY pop through??? Please???

Just a day with the kids...

Happy Labor Day to everyone!

Although TAMU was open and running, the kids school was closed today, so that meant that Mommy took a day off...at least from "work" anyway. Between yesterday and today, all of the laundry is clean, dry and put away, the floor is vacuumed, the kitchen is cleaned up (well, mostly anyway), Kellen and I changed the sheets on Mommy's bed, and I've sold a few items that I've been trying to get out of the house for a little while. Whew!

Plus, I fixed, at Kellen's request, cinnamon rolls for breakfast, then he and I managed to play play-doh for a while before lunch and nap. Then he took a 3 hour nap...Yes, I typed that correctly...A 3 hour nap.

Wow!

Amazingly enough, Tatum decided to take a nap at the same time...so I was really able to get a few things done while they both slept...although getting a nap for myself in was, unfortunately, not one of those things. Oh well!

Then I wanted to take the kids out of the house, and my idea was to surprise Kellen (and treat myself, of course), to a milkshake from Whataburger. However, after waiting in the drive through line and making it to the ordering station...we found out that they had no chocolate today. So our milkshake was out. No chocolate?!? Seriously?!? So we went across the street to McDonald's and Kellen said that he, "changed my mind" and wanted to get a Happy Meal instead of a milkshake...Sure, no problem!

We come home and play a little more before dinner, and sure enough...Tatum is sitting up by herself. For real. And she's still 2 seconds away from crawling...She's taken a half of a crawl to me...she just can't get both sides coordinated.

All-in-all, we had a GREAT day!

Kellen at Kyle

Yesterday was Kellen's first Aggie game at Kyle Field...other than the Maroon and White games, of course. We hadn't planned to take him to the game, perhaps to the tailgate, but not the game. But he had other ideas.

We got up and got our Aggie gear on, Kellen and I in our jerseys and Tatum in her Aggie outfit (make note Mommy...need more Aggie gear for Tatum in larger sizes for the rest of the season), and were hanging out with Grandma and Grandpa, who had come in Friday night and were staying over to watch the kids while Matt and I went to the game. Matt gets home and Kellen asks, "What time are we going to go and watch the Aggies play, Daddy?" Matt's reply, "Well, we don't have a ticket for you, Kellen. We weren't going to take you to watch the Aggies play today."

Well that didn't sit well with Kellen. He didn't throw a fit, but his bottom lip turned under, and in the most pathetic voice (at least according to Matt), he said, "But I want to go and watch the Aggies play, Daddy!"

I think that settled it.

So we made some arrangements, and got Kellen into the game. He had a really good time - I'm not sure that he's ready to go on a regular basis, but overall...he really did enjoy himself...

So here's our photo journal of his first Aggie home game...

Leaving the house for the game...All geared up..

Tailgating...Let's play some football, folks!!!

Walking to Kyle Field...

Here's my ticket, Ma'am...Thank you! Gotta' love them ballpark hotdogs!"Thank you for bringing me to watch the Aggies, Daddy!"

Kellen and Mommy at the game...

A big WHOOP for an Aggie win...38-7!

Playing on Kyle Field after the game...Down, set, hutt...

Squash and Size 9's

My kiddos are growing. They're growing up. Right before my very eyes. And there's nothing I can do about it.

Through a series of wierd circumstances, we found ourselves this morning without shoes for Kellen. His crocs (or alternative crocs, if you will), had been broken on the playground and were without straps; his tennis shoes had been inadvertently left at Uncle Eddie and Aunt Glenda's last weekend when I was too sick to pack things up and Grandma and Grandpa got the kids, me, and all of the stuff packed up and back to College Station - minus Kellen's tennis shoes, 1 pacifier, and a burp rag; and when Daddy had, again inadvertently, left the bag with the boots which Kellen had been wearing for the last week because of the lack of tennis shoes and broken crocs at Maw Maw and Paw Paw's yesterday when we left there. So anyway, we're trying to walk out of the door this morning and realized that we had to revert to the broken crocs.

We had to go shoe shopping today. Today- of all days. The first day of school.

So after work, I pick up the kids and it's off to Target we go to get Kellen some new shoes, because wearing broken crocs for two days in a row at school just won't work. They fall off of his feet when he's walking - I can't imagine what it was like for him to try and play on the playground in those today! We try tennis shoes on his feet. His previous tennis shoes were size 8 1/2 - but these....these are a size 9. And he says that they're comfortable. And his toes are in the correct spot.

Size 9. Yup. Size 9.

While at Target, I decide to put my ambitious goal for making homemade baby food on the shelf, at least for the time being, and buy baby food for my poor starving child who doesn't look like she's had a meal in ages.

****Ok, I'm picking myself back up off of the floor and I'll stop laughing now. ****

She's done very well on the sweet potatoes (both her and Kellen's first "real" food), so I get some squash, green beans, carrots, applesauce, and a butternut squash and corn mixture. Then she decides that she's had enough of this relatively short shopping trip. Seriously enough. And she's letting EVERYONE in screaming range know about it. And there's nothing Mommy can do.

Why did I decide to go shopping again on the first day of school when everyone was out? Oh yeah...Kellen didn't have any shoes to wear to school.

I digress.

We check out and walk outside, and to prove that she was telling me she was done with the shopping trip, she immediately stops screaming when we get outside. Yes, dear. I get your point.

Back home and time for dinner...and she loves the squash - at least until her teeth - or the places that there should be teeth on the bottom of her gums - start bothering her. Then she just wants me. But she ate almost the entire jar of squash and really did like it. When are these teeth going to come through so that they can stop hurting her?

And there is a note on her chart from school letting me know just how close she is to crawling. Yes, thank you. My not even 6 month old child is 2 seconds away from crawling. Somebody get me a baby yard. And quickly.

I'm in trouble over here.

Learning

We just got DVR a week or so ago, and I'm loving it (I knew that I would). Matt surprised me with it, since prior to this we had no way to record anything .

Well, Kellen is capable of using many of the various remotes that we have, he's familiar with the basic, most-used bottons; on/off, volume, & channels on the TV remote; play, stop and pause on the DVD remote, but we hadn't worked with him on the DVR stuff yet. It was just too new and we haven't had a chance.

Well, amidst the many episodes of Scrubs, House, and some random other movies that we've caught, I DVR'ed Hercules for him. Today as he was watching it, I showed him how to fast forward through commercials and then play when the commercials were over. He caught the hang of it really quickly, but then got upset when he didn't push play fast enough and didn't know how to rewind. So I talked him through that and then simply exclaimed,

"Now you know how to fast forward and if you go too far, you know how to go backwards and rewind!"

"Yup. I'm learning." was his reply.

I don't quite know why that struck me as funny, but I almost fell off of the couch laughing at the way he said that!

Milestone moments...

AHHHH!!!

Tatum's coming up on all 4's!! And is managing to "scoot" herself backwards!!! OH MY GOODNESS!!

She's too young to be getting ready to crawl...I'm not ready for this...seriously...I mean...It's good and all...but still...

And she found her feet and toes yesterday...it's too cute!!!

The first of many...little friends

So when Daddy was outside working yesterday, he came across a caterpillar and brought him inside for Kellen. We put a habitat together for him and put him inside Kellen's bug catcher...we've been watching him crawl around inside there and eat on the leaves, etc. We come back from church this morning and no caterpillar...come to find out, Kellen had left the door open for a WHILE, and "Hermie" had escaped.

Oh boy.

Surprisingly enough, Daddy found him while Kellen was taking a nap. Hermie was near the TV, so Daddy put him back in his home...and here we are...observing this really beautiful green caterpillar with some small orange spots on the sides.

Interesting to see how this will turn out! Kellen's excited to see if he'll turn into a butterfly.

How sweet...

Cuddle time with the kids...(Tatum was really enjoying this more that it appears...honest!)

House help with Daddy...Kellen's such a good helper!!!
So Kellen takes his screwdriver outside and tells Matt that he needs something to use it on. Matt tells him that they really aren't going to be screwing anything. Kellen's response,

"Well can I get my hammer and bam something then?"

I'm guessing that's a statement that would have made any Daddy proud.

Swimming scare...MawMaw to the rescue

What is it with us and scares lately?

We were out of town this weekend (Matt was at work on Sat) and went swimming at a pool of one of Matt's relatives...Maw Maw was watching Kellen and I had Tatum in the pool...Kellen was in the hot tub portion of the pool, which had a circle seating area around it and Tatum and I were on the other side of the pool in the shallower portion playing...Well, he was walking around the hot tub playing (like any kid would be in the pool, right?) and walked right off of the edge, into the actual tub part, which was unfortunately right about the height of the top of his head.

Maw Maw grabbed for him (she wasn't in the pool, but was on the edge close to him) but missed, and saw him trying to get back up to the surface - unsuccessfully, I might add - and at the time that I screamed "HELP HIM!" - she jumped in fully clothed to grab him. There were 3 other kids in the pool with him playing (all older and VERY good swimmers), but they were behind him and didn't realize that he was having trouble and couldn't get back up...

*sigh*

Luckily, he had done the things he had learned in swim lessons and didn't come back up with lungs full of water...grabbed onto Maw Maw, and then was ok...Not too scared or anything. (And we're talking he was only under for seconds really...it just felt so much longer to me!). I had Maw Maw take Tatum and then he and I played so that his lasting memory wouldn't be a scary one...by the end of the day he was begging not to leave the pool, so I don't think this experience has left any permanent "scars" on him...But boy it sure did scare me!

That's what I get for bringing the swim clothes and forgetting ALL of the floaties...I would be ok with no more scares for a little while over here...

But, Maw Maw to the rescue!

Baby kisses

Tatum started giving kisses this weekend...and it was GREAT! She actually started off with her Maw Maw, then her dad, and I finally was able to get in on the action on Sunday. It's so sweet! When I leaned in to kiss on her cheek, she grabbed my head with her hands, turned her head to me with her mouth wide open, and did this wierd mouth motion on my cheek.

Gotta love those baby kisses!!

My goodness...does it ever end?

Saturday:

Matt and Kellen went to the used furniture shop today and Kellen tripped over a couch and landed with his upper cheek (immediately below his eye) on the corner of a coffee table. So....Matt calls and tells me that he's taking him to the ER...took him to there to get it looked at - the doctor decided to glue it instead of getting stitches. Matt said the doc told him that either way (stitches or glue) it was going to scar. All-in-all, Kellen was quite the trooper!

Let me just say, when Matt called to tell me about this, my brain went ALL KINDS OF CRAZY because he mentioned that it was right below his eye. WHEW! It was SO MUCH worse in my head than what it really is! Not that it looks wonderful or anything, but my brain went to worst-case scenario there...

Afterwards we went to McD's for a post-ER treat...(Gotta' go and get me some of that Mederma for kids to work on that scar!!)

Sunday/Monday:
Kellen went with Daddy and daddy dropped him off at MawMaw and PawPaw's...He spent the night with them, and came back today with daddy after he got off of work. Straight to school...and to the start of a new classroom - kind of. He napped (rested is more like it) in his old classroom and then spend the rest of the day in his new classroom. He's officially a jellyfish now...no more seal.

Now Tatum is sick.

I got the call from daycare this afternoon and picked her up...she's alternating between her sweet and smiley self and just miserably coughing. Poor girl! She doesn't have much of an appetite and is running a low grade fever as well. When I listen to her chest, I can hear her rasping when she's breathing.

*sigh*

We're going in tomorrow morning to the dr...not our regular doctor because we couldn't get in to see him until late in the afternoon tomorrow, but another one at UPA...

Does it ever end?

Sunscreen Spray Scare

So last night, I sent Kellen to brush his teeth (he brushes them first, then I brush them) while I was putting some laundry in to wash. In the midst of doing that, I heard a bloodcurdling scream come from the direction of the bathroom - how it didn't wake Tatum in the next room is still a mystery to me. Anyway, I run to the bathroom to discover Kellen holding his eyes and screaming, and see the sunscreen spray laying out. After I ask what's wrong and what happened - yell really, to be heard above his screaming - Kellen tells me that he's sprayed sunscreen in his eyes.

Unfortunately, what I suspected, but OH MY!

I pick him up and carry him to our bathroom, put a towel down on the sink, flip him upside down and hold his head under the faucet in an attempt to rinse his eyes out. As I'm washing his face off, I can feel the sunscreen all over his face. I'm trying to calm him down, but what he's screaming most is that he wants a hug. (Insert breaking heart here...because I CANNOT stop trying to wash his eyes out). I'm talking him through this, "Sweetie, your eyes are burning because of the sunscreen and I have to put the water on your face and in your eyes to get the yucky sunscreen OUT of your eyes. Help Mommy and open your eyes for me under the water so we can get them rinsed out." I finally started making a dam-like contraption with one of my hands so that the water would pool around his eyes and then had him blink (as best he could and would).

After about 5 minutes of this, he begs me to get in the shower. At this point in time, I texted Matt with "Call home asap."

So we strip and hop into the shower...same kind of thing...head under the spray, blink lots and lots. Except that he wasn't really blinking much because the water and his eyes were hurting. Poor baby!

Matt calls a few minutes later, asking what's wrong. I give him the Cliff Note version. So, talking Kellen through it even more, I told him that I was going to open his eyes under the water - did he want me to do both at one time or one at a time? He opted for one at a time...I had him "hug" me with his arms and legs and then used my right hand to open up his left eye - got that under the water, and we did that for a few minutes, but it was getting painfully obvious that Kellen was so very DONE with this whole thing. He just kept begging to go to bed.

Then the door to the shower opened up. Matt had decided that enough was enough and he was so much more needed at home...and had come home from his workshop/class and went into EMT-mode. He took Kellen and had Kellen talk him through what had happened...did an informal eye exam to make sure that Kellen had full use of his vision, including peripheral, talked about whether or not Daddy looked fuzzy, etc. Then he took him into the other bathroom and had Kellen re-enact the spray (pointing down to the ground) so that we could actually see how much sunscreen Kellen had sprayed (not that much).

All told, I had been washing his eyes out for about 20 minutes by the time Matt had gotten home...Kellen told Matt that he only got it into 1 eye, and he told me that he got it into both. By looking at his eyes, I would say that he got some into both eyes - they were both red and bloodshot, but definitely the bulk was in his left eye...which was pretty swollen when we were all through.

Lots of cuddles, hugs, kisses, etc later, he went to bed.

This morning, he runs into my room, excited to tell me that his eye doesn't hurt or burn him. And that he's NOT going to do that again!

The kicker of this whole thing...it's totally OUR FAULT that this happened because the sunscreen was someplace that he was able to get it. Locked cabinets don't work, because he knows how to open them.

*Sigh*