Tuesday, July 15, 2008


We finally broke down and bought a minivan...and I'm actually excited! I'm a little bummed that the doors don't open by pushing a button, but I don't think it will kill me to open them myself. It has plenty of room for us, both kids, and a few other people. I guess I'm officially a lame "soccer mom" (even though Brayden doesn't play soccer), but I'm proud of it!

Saturday, July 5, 2008


I think I have traumatized my child. Last night we went to Cerny Park in Warrenville to enjoy the festival and fireworks. We thought that Brayden would be old enough this year to watch them without freaking out. We talked to him all day to prepare him for the fact that fireworks are loud, but they are very pretty and they don't hurt so there is no reason to be scared. With the first one that went off (from someone's yard down the road, not even the real ones), he was in Bonnie's lap trembling. She held him and covered his ears and he buried his face in her chest. I don't think he ever saw a firework. He begged them to stop, but we couldn't get him out of her lap to get him to the car so we could leave. We kept telling him that he was safe with Grandma and they would be over soon.
This morning I woke up with him sitting in my bed. I told him good morning, and he said, "No more fireworks. You're safe with Grandma. Fireworks are over." All day long he has randomly repeated the same thing. He obviously is still terrified, but at least he knows he is safe with Grandma! I don't think we'll try fireworks again with him for a while. Some people just really don't like the loud noise and I'm pretty sure he'll be one of those people for a long time.