Landon-ese

It's time for another edition of Landon-ese. In other words, amusing stuff my kid says.

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Landon: I'm Landon
Daddy: How old are you?
Landon: Um, I'm six.
Daddy: Six? Okay.
Landon: (very matter of fact) Yes, I'm VERY old.

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{Pretending to make a call with his toy phone}

Landon: Hello. Yes. Okay. Are you there? Can I call you back?
Mommy: Who was that, Buddy?
Landon: It was Nana. DADDY! It was your MOM on the phone!

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Landon: Can I have banana freeze? 
Mommy: No honey, you can't have bananas.
Landon: What about gluten free banana freeze?!
Mommy: No honey, your tummy doesn't like bananas.
Landon: NO! I'm talking about gluten free bananas!!!

I lamely tried to explain bananas are naturally gluten free, however, he cannot eat them due to his food intolerance...blah, blah, blah. Judging by the look on his face as I droned on, I'm pretty sure I miserably failed.

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{Upon waking and snuggling in the morning}

Mommy: I have to get up and get in the shower, Sweetie.
Landon: The problem is, I need at least ten more minutes of morning snuggles. (as he snuggles in tighter)
Mommy: You win. 

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Landon: (taking off his glasses) These things are SO dirty!
Mommy: Okay. What would you like to do?
Landon: (holds his glasses up, inspects them, then proceeds to clean them with his shirt) There. MUCH better!

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{After I cleaned the bathroom}

Landon: Mommy makes it all nice in there, Daddy, then you just come along and stink it up!

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Aaaannnnd.... my very favorite!

Landon: Some day I will be as big as you, Mommy! And some day I will be as big as Daddy. Some day I will be big like Papa. Some day I will be big like Nana. Some day, I will also be short like Grandma.

HAPPY WEDNESDAY! 

Raphael Says Hi

I'm going to be honest. Most nights, Raphael doesn't do much. He simply finds a new place to sit. We got a little more creative this evening. I think Landon will love it! That's what really matters. 

Update: Landon DID love this, then he was instantly pissed because we wouldn't let him eat those chocolate chips for breakfast. Such bad parents, we are. He eventually got over it.

Two Years.

Two years ago today, we were sitting in the hospital with Landon, terrified. He was rapidly losing blood in his bowel movements and was too little to communicate anything he may have been experiencing physically or mentally. 

He has had quite the journey, that brave Boy Wonder. He continually surprises his doctors, impresses us and has a determination to be well. He has changed the way his doctors treat IBD. He continues forge on, smiling and ready to conquer any challenge placed before him. 

At this exact moment, I'm sitting in my recliner snuggled up with Landon. He's been up most of the night and has a fever. 

I'm fifty kinds of emotional. 

I always hope each year will get easier. I even try not to think about the date. After all, it's just another day. It doesn't work. December 5th is burned in to my memory. I'm flooded with emotion. The first few times I hear Christmas music each year, I cannot stop the tears from streaming down my cheeks. We listened to Christmas music daily during his first hospital stay. We tried to remain festive. I don't feel very festive today. 

I know I should feel grateful for all the healing that's taken place within Landon's amazingly strong little body. I AM thankful. I am also incredibly sad today. That's the truth. 

I'm feeling guilty as hell because in about an hour, I have to leave Landon to go to work. I don't want to leave him. I want to stay with him all day. I want to help him feel better. I want to be here to monitor his body temperature. I want to hold him. I want to cuddle him and comfort him. Nobody prepares you for the guilt that comes along with Motherhood. It's intense. 

I'm irritated because he's sick again. Not irritated at all by him, just by the illness itself. We recently went through this for 5 full days the first week of November. It's frustrating! 

So, I guess what I'm saying is, I need some extra prayers, love and positive mojo today. Please and Thank You. 

Raphael the Elf is Back!

Here's the thing about the whole Elf on a Shelf game; people either love it or are totally weirded out by it. 

We love it.

Our Elf arrived last year and Landon named him Raphael. He's a good little Elf and doesn't get in to too much mischief. He really helps Landon remember to be kind. I'm totally okay with this, by the way. 

When we woke up this morning, Raphael was sitting in a mason jar. He had written a letter to Landon and brought a new pair of jammies back from the North Pole! 

Landon was intrigued...

The letter reads:

Dear Landon,

I am having fun watching you as you play. You are such a kind, nice boy! Santa and I want you to have these special jammies to wear. Keep up the great behavior!

Your Friend,

Raphael 

Do you get in to the Elf on the Shelf? Does it weird you out or do you really enjoy it?

P.S. I wrote that whole letter left handed, which is why it was pretty short and to the point!