Home
Mikey

Now It's Mikey's Turn

Try as we might, we didn't manage to save Mikey from the experience.  He developed a 102.7 fever this afternoon and was projectile vomiting.  On the bright side, he is now taking chewable tablets as he fought us on the liquid Tylenol.  His fever came down and he was actually acting like his old self for a while this afternoon and evening.

He only recently turned two, but he's more aware of the world than Eddie ever was at that age.  I've mentioned how Eddie never asked for much and really doesn't now.  The first thing he ever asked for was a Spider-Man playset and that was when he was three for Christmas.

Mikey sees things and if he likes it, he asks for it.  He wants a fishing rod so he can go fishing with his Oppa (my father).  He has asked me to tape Power Rangers for him as he saw the commercials for the show on Toon Disney.  He likes the White and Red Rangers.  He's constantly asking me to get various cereals he sees in commercials, especially if they come with a prize.

He's a real kid.

And he's already correcting me when I call him my little baby.  "I'm a big boy, Daddy."

It's funny how sometimes his syntax is perfect and then at other times, he talks like a baby.

Sigh.

Comments

Projectile vomiting? The poor little lamb.

Aw, glad he's feeling better. And aer you German by any chance? I call my grandfather Opa.
I'm not, but my wife is, but it's my father who's Oppa. The first grandchild, now fourteen, couldn't say Grandpa. It sounded like Oppa and he's been that ever since. Grandma is called Nana.