Clark lost his first baby tooth last night. He pulled it himself. He was very proud because he didn't even cry. We caught the entire affair on video. Clark had been asking us to pull it all week but after discussing it we decided we would encourage him to do it himself. We wanted the decision to pull it to be his not look like an attempt by us to exclude Krypto from a major milestone. After returning from midweek visitation with her on Tuesday, Clark informed us he was told not to pull it until Friday when he goes back to her house.
Clark was working up the courage last night and was trying to get one of us to do it. He was drilling us about hard we would pull and if I would be easier. At one point he asked me directly to pull it and attempted to hand me the washcloth. My first thought was I would never hear the end of it if I was responsible for his first tooth being pulled. By the time she got done with the story I would be holding him down, prying the tooth from his head with pliers all the while he screams for his mother. No thank you.
In an attempt to purge myself of the guilt I surprisingly had over Krypto not being present for the event I spent close to an hour trying to edit the video to send to Krypto. By the time I was done I was tired of hearing my own voice on the tape. You could tell I was excited and apparently I turn into a tweaking chipmunk with a southern drawl when I get excited. Who knew?
After watching the newly edited video, Superman commented on my voice in the tape and how much she is going to hate hearing it. I ended up not sending the video yet. I have to decide if it will come across as a nice gesture or will she perceive it as an attempt to gloat over her not being a part of it? Or am I screwed either way?
Superman sent an email and some photos we took. Is every milestone going to be a race between us?
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Friday, October 9, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Surgery
Clark had surgery today. He had tubes put in his ears for the 4th time. It's our week so we got up and took him to the outpatient clinic this morning. Superman called Krypto yesterday and told her he was supposed to be there at 7:15. He confirmed she would be coming. We decided I would come and wait in the waiting room. I was not going to the recovery room. We didn't want to cause Clark any more stress from the tension that would no doubt be created by me stepping on Krypto's "mom space". No big deal. I am there for Superman and Clark not her. He wants me there. So that's where I will be. She of course didn't stroll in until 7:30. She lives exactly 3 miles from the clinic. But we have grown accustomed to her being late so we expected nothing less from her.
He came through with no problems and in less than 40 minutes from start to finish. The doctor said everything looked fine and this should stop the ear infections again. Hopefully this will be the last set. He made it 3 years since his last set.
As soon as they went to the recovery room to wait she asked if she could change her midweek visitation to another day. He told her he would have to get back to her. Krypto hates this. She doesn't like it when he consults me about the schedule. We decided along time ago this was a necessity if things were going to work smoothly in our household. I have a right to decide who and what affects my schedule and Superman agrees he should not be making the decision without at least consulting me.
Now normally I would have probably wouldn't have cared but not today. Just last week Krytpo scheduled his dentist appointment on our midweek before Thanksgiving and he is having a cap put on a tooth at noon. Superman asked if she would be willing to change it. Her exact words were "He will be fine. He will waiting on you at 3." So I told Superman I would be ok with her switching days if she was willing to switch ours. She, of course, was caught off guard. She was stumbling trying to come up with a reason why today is so different than the dentist apointment next month. Her argument of him not feeling and not being fair was quickly quieted by the sound of karma. Needless to say she will be having her midweek tonight because she refused to switch ours.
He came through with no problems and in less than 40 minutes from start to finish. The doctor said everything looked fine and this should stop the ear infections again. Hopefully this will be the last set. He made it 3 years since his last set.
As soon as they went to the recovery room to wait she asked if she could change her midweek visitation to another day. He told her he would have to get back to her. Krypto hates this. She doesn't like it when he consults me about the schedule. We decided along time ago this was a necessity if things were going to work smoothly in our household. I have a right to decide who and what affects my schedule and Superman agrees he should not be making the decision without at least consulting me.
Now normally I would have probably wouldn't have cared but not today. Just last week Krytpo scheduled his dentist appointment on our midweek before Thanksgiving and he is having a cap put on a tooth at noon. Superman asked if she would be willing to change it. Her exact words were "He will be fine. He will waiting on you at 3." So I told Superman I would be ok with her switching days if she was willing to switch ours. She, of course, was caught off guard. She was stumbling trying to come up with a reason why today is so different than the dentist apointment next month. Her argument of him not feeling and not being fair was quickly quieted by the sound of karma. Needless to say she will be having her midweek tonight because she refused to switch ours.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Birthday Party Madness
Clark's 7th birthday party was Saturday. We have access to a large room with a projector so the kids could munch on junk food, watch a movie, and play games. We had Clark at junk food. We sent out invitations to everyone in his class. In years past Krypto hasn't had a party including any of his friends and instead has a small party with her family. We didn't know until Saturday but apparently this year she is doing both this year. Clark was convinced 24 kids were going to show up at both his parties and he was going to get "a lot of stuff".
Only two of the kids showed up from his class. He had other kids and family so we think most of the others are going to Krypto's next weekend since she got her invitations out first. We need to decide how to stop the confusion for future parties not to mention the parents' of his classmates. I don't want to have to hurry and get out invitations 6 weeks early just so we can beat her to the punch. I just don't know how she will react to a suggestion of alternating years for birthday parties until he is a little older.
Clark had lots of fun at his Star Wars themed party. All the party items were 3D along with the movie we watched. The party games did not go like I imagined. I found some party games online and bought all the various items needed. I tried to keep it simple, fun and limit the possibilities of someone getting hurt. One in particular I was looking forward to was a balloon stomp game. Each person had a balloon tied to there ankle and goal was to pop everyone else's balloon before yours was popped. Unfortunately this game turned into a day at the races. The boys just ran around the group of chairs we had set up for the movie. It was bad version of duck duck goose. So I came up with the bright idea of enclosing them into a smaller area. We took four chairs and streamers and made a square. Well, this just resulted in a smaller circle the boys ran in. When it finally came down to two boys I decided they should have to hold on to each other's hand so they would have to stay close to each other. BAD IDEA! It almost became a injury inducing helicopter ride for the smaller boy. Needless to say the game quickly switched to a pop your own balloon the fastest.
After countless pieces of candy, bags of popcorn, cupcakes and ice cream, the party finally came to an end. No one was injured and Clark had a blast. He couldn't wait to get home and play with his new toys. We got everything home and unloaded and Clark began to listen to his new iPod he'd gotten and it struck me how old he has become. He was strutting around, singing, and acting like a such a big boy. I could almost see him growing up in front of me until I hear him belt out "if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it." Maybe not so grown up. I laugh and realize it was a good day to be his stepmom.
Only two of the kids showed up from his class. He had other kids and family so we think most of the others are going to Krypto's next weekend since she got her invitations out first. We need to decide how to stop the confusion for future parties not to mention the parents' of his classmates. I don't want to have to hurry and get out invitations 6 weeks early just so we can beat her to the punch. I just don't know how she will react to a suggestion of alternating years for birthday parties until he is a little older.
Clark had lots of fun at his Star Wars themed party. All the party items were 3D along with the movie we watched. The party games did not go like I imagined. I found some party games online and bought all the various items needed. I tried to keep it simple, fun and limit the possibilities of someone getting hurt. One in particular I was looking forward to was a balloon stomp game. Each person had a balloon tied to there ankle and goal was to pop everyone else's balloon before yours was popped. Unfortunately this game turned into a day at the races. The boys just ran around the group of chairs we had set up for the movie. It was bad version of duck duck goose. So I came up with the bright idea of enclosing them into a smaller area. We took four chairs and streamers and made a square. Well, this just resulted in a smaller circle the boys ran in. When it finally came down to two boys I decided they should have to hold on to each other's hand so they would have to stay close to each other. BAD IDEA! It almost became a injury inducing helicopter ride for the smaller boy. Needless to say the game quickly switched to a pop your own balloon the fastest.
After countless pieces of candy, bags of popcorn, cupcakes and ice cream, the party finally came to an end. No one was injured and Clark had a blast. He couldn't wait to get home and play with his new toys. We got everything home and unloaded and Clark began to listen to his new iPod he'd gotten and it struck me how old he has become. He was strutting around, singing, and acting like a such a big boy. I could almost see him growing up in front of me until I hear him belt out "if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it." Maybe not so grown up. I laugh and realize it was a good day to be his stepmom.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
And so it begins
We dropped Clark off at Kryto's house following our midweek visitation. As usual, I stay in the vehicle while Superman takes him to the door. I make a conscious effort not to appear bothered when she keeps talking to Superman at the door, usually about nothing important. I think she does this because she knows I'm waiting for him in the car.
Tonight was exceptionally long. When Superman gets into the car he proceeds to tell me about the conversation he just had with Krypto. Initially it was about dentist appointments and other things like that. Then the conversation switched to Kent's upcoming arrival. When all was said, she basically was asking Superman to give her Clark when Kent is born because she does not want him "neglected". Superman was caught off guard by the comments and told her in no certain terms he would be taken care of and not to worry about it. And the visitation schedule would not be changing due to Kent's birth.
We have made a decision not to share details or at least be vague about Kent with her because we did not feel it was any of her business. We have not encouraged Clark to keep secrets from her but we were not going to make her a priority in this particular situation. In fact, she's never brought up the subject before. Superman tells me she referred to him as "Kent" just like Clark has been doing since we found out he was a boy. I don't know why that bothers me so much.
The idea of my son's name coming out of her mouth makes my stomach turn. I really don't want her trying to sneak a peak at him while dropping Clark off either. I want to shield him from what I will believe will be a negative person in his life. How do I balance wanting to keep Kent away from her prying but not giving Clark the impression his mother is a bad influence?
Tonight was exceptionally long. When Superman gets into the car he proceeds to tell me about the conversation he just had with Krypto. Initially it was about dentist appointments and other things like that. Then the conversation switched to Kent's upcoming arrival. When all was said, she basically was asking Superman to give her Clark when Kent is born because she does not want him "neglected". Superman was caught off guard by the comments and told her in no certain terms he would be taken care of and not to worry about it. And the visitation schedule would not be changing due to Kent's birth.
We have made a decision not to share details or at least be vague about Kent with her because we did not feel it was any of her business. We have not encouraged Clark to keep secrets from her but we were not going to make her a priority in this particular situation. In fact, she's never brought up the subject before. Superman tells me she referred to him as "Kent" just like Clark has been doing since we found out he was a boy. I don't know why that bothers me so much.
The idea of my son's name coming out of her mouth makes my stomach turn. I really don't want her trying to sneak a peak at him while dropping Clark off either. I want to shield him from what I will believe will be a negative person in his life. How do I balance wanting to keep Kent away from her prying but not giving Clark the impression his mother is a bad influence?
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