Snug n Dry, My Butt

In the beginning when we first changed from cloth diapers to disposable ones, we kept trying to find the right one. At first we went with Huggies Snug n Dry. At that time, Caleb was maybe 8 or 9 months. Let’s just say the Snug n Dry might have kept his booty dry. But it sure didn’t keep his clothes dry. So we finally found Huggies Supreme, and they worked great for the most part.

The problem with the Huggies Supreme wasn’t their performance, but their price. They didn’t sell them at Price Club (Costco). They only sold the Snug n Dry diapers there and they were significantly cheaper than the Supremes we were using. So after 6 months, we tried to use the Snug n Drys again. Maybe after growing so much, and losing some of his chub they would work better And they worked well for the most part.

And then comes yesterday night. We were at the mall last night to get out and eat dinner. Caleb has been a pretty regular pooper. He usually goes 2-3 times every day, which is a lot, but still normal. Yesterday he had been pooping a lot. I had changed him 3 times already before we went to the mall. Number 4 came at the mall just as we were about to leave.

Now I (we) had a decision to make. We could change him there. But he was just going to go home and take shower anyways. So why change him and put him in a new diaper only to have to take it off again when we get home 10 minutes later?

So I decided to let him be. And let him sit in his stinky diaper. Let’s just say that didn’t turn out so well.

We get home and I take him out of his car seat. I notice my arm being a little wet, and when I hand him off to Yvonne, there’s a big ol’ brown spot on his back/butt.

Snug n Dry. Dry on the butt. Not on the clothes.

And a note to you Britax Boulevard car seat owners. If you get poop or any other foul smell on the car seat, it’s a pain in the butt to get the cover off. Just FYI.

Updates! Sick Again!

It’s been a while since Yvonne or I last posted.  But hopefully I can catch you all up for those who don’t see Caleb as often.

Caleb started sleeping through the night at 12 and a half months old.  It was great getting a full night’s rest every night.  And then after mommy’s birthday weekend, he got sick, and those sleepless nights were back again.  On August 12th, Caleb started getting a fever (around 101-102).  He was so hot we had to strip him.  We’ve never let our son watch so much TV in his life.


And it stayed that way for the next 4 days.  A few days later on Friday night, he was moaning and groaning and couldn’t settle himself to sleep.  He didn’t feel hot anymore, but felt cold.  Yvonne took his temperature and it was 96.5, which is much worse than having a fever if you didn’t know.

Yvonne called up the pediatrician and we were able to get his temperature up a little.  A few days in, we still didn’t know what he had since he had know other symptoms other than a high fever and general grumpiness/clingyness.  We went in to see the on-call pediatrician that Saturday.  She checked him out very briefly and diagnosed it as an ear infection.  And that was strange to us, since he had no other symptoms.  No cold.  No rubbing the ears.  No apparent ear pain at all.  But that’s what she said.  So she gave us a prescription for antibiotics.  We didn’t like this doctor by the way.

So that Saturday, I was in charge of taking care of him while Yvonne was off doing her servant auction team stuff.  His fever broke.  He no longer had a low temperature.  And his mood was much better since the previous day.  But we started him on antibiotics anyways.  Of course with antibiotics comes lots and lots of poop.



Later that night (or maybe the next day), we noticed on his body all these bumps on his body.  We thinking maybe he had an allergic reaction to something he ate or to the antibiotics.  But he didn’t seem to be itchy.  And he didn’t seem bother by it, which made it strange for us.  He just seemed normal, but with bumps all over his body.


Here comes the internet.  After a little research, we narrowed it down to roseola virus.  His symptoms matched up with the symptoms of someone with roseola virus.  High fever for a week, and then abrupt breaking of the fever, followed by bumps/rash.  We called the pediatrician again and scheduled another appointment with our normal pediatrician that Monday.  Yup.  It’s definitely roseola virus.

After a few days, he got less and less clingy.  And went back to sleep again!  Full night’s worth!  Yay!

Well…  That only lasted a week, cause yesterday he got himself a cold.  Last night, he was having a miserable time sleeping.  Kept waking up every hour or so.  And then Yvonne sucked the snot out of his with her mouth in the middle of the night to help him breathe.  Yes.  He’s got a cold.  Second illness in 2 weeks.  Sucks to be Caleb.  Sucks to be us going without sleep again.

It’s my turn to watch him tonight, so I’m up writing this.  He hasn’t been bad so far.  Only needed us once.  But it’s early.  And he’s making a lot of noise tonight.  Can’t be comfortable for him.

Go away sicknesses!

Pictures (Things Caleb likes):

He likes eating mommy’s birthday cake (which he’s not allowed to eat.  He’s allergic!)


He likes the circus


He likes mirrors


He likes pointing (at water fountains)


He likes pointing (at leaves)


He likes pointing (at birds)


He likes playing with stuff that he probably shouldn’t be playing with


He likes playing with stuff that he probably shouldn’t be playing with (but he doesn’t like getting stuck trying to play with them)


He likes reading books (by himself too)


He likes cars and trucks


He likes Cars


He likes playing with Tommy


He likes playing with Daddy


And he likes playing with Mommy


Recent Pictures

The AAP doesn’t recommend TV watching for kids until 5 years of age, but you know what?  Those “rules” go out the door when you quickly learn that your son sits still for at least 2 minutes when watching TV… just enough time for mommy or daddy to cut his fingernails and toe nails. 




Here’s a picture of Caleb in his forward-facing car seat.  He loves the view!  His index finger in his mouth has been a nearly permanent fixture for at least a week.  This boy is drool city.  He has all 8 of his incisors, his 2 top canines, and his four 2-year old molars.  His bottom 2 incisors are busting their way through the gums.  Caleb nearly has 16 of his 20 baby teeth.  Go Caleb! 



Here’s a fun video of me kicking my beach ball around.


I love to imitate mommy.  She butters her bagel.  I try to too.



Hold me, hold me.  “Bao-bao”



How much can I stuff into my snack cup?



Where’s Caleb?  Here I am!



Sleeping In

So, it’s 7:26AM and Chris & I are wondering what’s wrong with our son.  We’re awake before him.  I’m staring at the video monitor, and he seems to be just fine… sleeping away.  Did you drug my son, Chris?

Hope Klutziness Isn’t an Inherited Trait!

Caleb has heaps of bumps and bruises.  He’s discovered this amazing ability to be able to walk one direction while turning his head and looking another direction.  Of course, this leads to trouble.  He’s run into so many walls and tables.  And he likes to try to walk really fast.  His knees and shins look like mommy beats him.

So, last week, Chris tells me his head hurts.  Why?  He closes my trunk SUV door on his head.  What?!  How did you do that?  I’ve never heard of anybody closing a trunk door on their head.  I laughed at him.  I’ve had this SUV for 7 years, and I’ve NEVER closed the trunk door on my head.  Caleb must have gotten his klutziness from his daddy.

Today, we went to the Ringling Bros. Barnum & Bailey circus in Anaheim.  It was Chris’ and Caleb’s first time.  Caleb had so much fun, but he didn’t nap long on the way to the circus.  And, it lasted much longer than we expected.  Caleb was ready for a long afternoon nap.  So, we were hurrying at the end to get him home.  We removed the stroller from the SUV trunk to make room for a quick diaper change.  Chris goes to put Caleb in his car seat.  I put the stroller back in the trunk and close the door.  I had to lean in cuz the stroller was starting to fall out.  Whack (really hard)!  Whoa.  That’s right.  I hit myself.  No, not just a little hit.  I whacked my face hard.  My vision went black for a couple of seconds, but not to worry… I didn’t pass out.  I made it back to the passenger front seat.  Tears were rolling down my face.  It was like some uncontrolled reflex since I hit the bridge of my nose so hard.  My forehead, nose, & eyes were throbbing.  Chris tells me I’m bleeding across my nose and it’s getting swollen.  Then, he says, “See, I’m not the only one who can hit my head.”  It hurt my nose so bad to laugh.  6 hours later after lots of ice, it feels much better.  Just a dull ache.  The cut really isn’t bad at all.  I wonder if I’ll get a bad bruise across my face.  Poopers, we have a wedding next Sunday.  And, we’re supposed to have Caleb’s 1 year old family pictures taken.  Oh well.  It’s pretty funny now.  Watch out for those dangerous SUV trunk doors!  I guess Caleb may get my klutziness too.  Poor Caleb.