Just like old times . . . not really

I should first start out by telling everyone that the last two vacations I was on both ended in surprises when I got home - what do I mean? In September 2004 Trav and I went to Duluth to celebrate our wedding anniversary (2 months late, but better late then never). By the time the trip was over, I started notice some weird things about my body and thought maybe, just maybe, I could be pregnant - surprise, Ryan was born in June 2005! When I was finally ready to try a vacation again in March 2007, Ashley and I hit the strip in Las Vegas. I had no idea at the time, but to my surprise, Lauren actually made the trip with us (about 3 weeks in my belly) - I found out shortly after we returned. So, does this mean vacations = babies - I sure hope not!

With Lauren being 6 months now, Trav and I were both ready for a break so we decided to try Duluth again. This trip was all about remembering our life before kids - not thinking about more kids. And, after our busy week, we were ready for some rest and relaxation. Ryan came home on Wednesday from the lake and by Thursday he and Lauren were packed and headed to Grandma and Grandpa Loken's house for a couple of days. We started our mini-vacation by going out to eat in town before we hit the road. By the time we actually got on the road, it was almost 7:30pm so we didn't get into Duluth until a little after 10:00pm. We pretty much checked in and went to bed - this was the first "resting" of the vacation. Trav had a work meeting at 10 then next morning so we got up and had some breakfast and then off he went. I took this time to get in some more rest before all of our fun started. Once Trav got back, we hit the streets (or sidewalks) and did some sight-seeing. After a while we were hungry so we went to grab a bite to eat. In preparation for our big evening ahead, we decided to eat light so we won't be too full to have tons of drinks (what a good plan). After lunch we did some shopping, then headed back to the room to start our crazy drinking binge. We packed 11 beers and a bottle of wine which was supposed to get us started before our fun night on the town. By 6:30 we had the wine and 9 beers down so we were both feeling pretty good. We picked Grandmas as the place to spend our evening - lucky establishment. Anyway, as we were walking through the door, Trav said, "We're going to spend at least $100 - shots, drinks, anything we want." I was on board as we were going to party like we used - it was always so much fun back then. Well, things don't always work as planned. By the time we finished supper, we were both so full, we couldn't even imagine having another drink so we decided to do some walking in hopes of making room. When we had walked up the shore to our hotel, we had to make a decision, turn around and get back to partying (if you can even call it that), or go back to the room, which would ultimately mean an early night and no dancing the night away - we both agreed, back to the room we went. After all of our big talk, we ended up in bed by 9:30 watching the "Bucket List" on pay per view - I fell asleep about 45 minutes into the movie, Trav managed to stay up and watch the whole thing before calling it a night around 11:30 - crazy kids!! Even though we didn't whoop it up as much as we thought we would, we still have a great time just hanging out together and taking in everything Duluth has to offer. Here are some pictures of the lighthouse, the bridge, and views of the shore from our hotel - just a little better then the view from our bedroom at home don't you think?

6 month check-up

Lauren had her 6 month check-up on Tuesday - 6 months, can you believe it - she is growing up way too fast. As I did with her 4 month check-up, I'll compare her stats with Ryan's 4 month check-up just for fun.

Lauren: weight: 18 lbs, 8 oz - 80%, height: 28 and 1/4 inches - >97%, head: 43 cm- 75%

Ryan: weight:18 lbs, 10 oz - 70%, height: 29 inches - >95%, head: 46.5 cm - 97%

As you can see, they are pretty similar in height and weight and even getting closer on head size. I hope this doesn't mean she is going to have a big head like Ryan - I'll guess we'll wait and see. My real question is how did Lauren go from this . . .

to this . .

in just 6 short months! Thank god we don't grow and change so fast as adults, we probably wouldn't recognize anyone.

Memorial Day Weekend

The official start of summer . . . I really hope so. The weather made me wonder whether summer was really here, or if we were just being teased. We spent the weekend at the lake and experienced all sorts of weather; sun, rain, thunder, wind (tons of wind), and even some hail, but through it all, we enjoyed our long family weekend. I spent most of the day on Friday getting ready and the kids were not cooperating. Lauren didn't nap all morning just because she knew I really wanted her to. Then, we had to run and get my oil changed. This should have taken 15-20 minutes, but of course it didn't because I was in a hurry. To top it off, Ryan kept whining at the place because the van was flying (it was raised up on something so they could work on it) and he wanted it down. After 45 minutes the van was ready to go and so were we. As we were leaving, the guy at he desk offered Ryan a sucker. Of course he accepted the offer and was given two suckers. When the guy asked who the other one was for, Ryan said "daddy." The guy then gave him two more suckers and said give one to mom too. Ryan said sure and off we went. He held those little suckers in his death grip until we got home, and then opened his and had it, gave me mine, and set two aside, one for daddy and he decided that auntie should have the other. He gave daddy his sucker right when he got home, and left auntie's sucker sitting on the table for her (it is still there waiting for her next visit) and never once asked to eat them - what a good little sharer we have (at least this time).

When we finally got on the road, the kids both fell asleep and we had a quite ride - I believe that is the last time it was quiet all weekend! The whole Quast clan (13 to be exact) were at the cabin so there were people everywhere. This brings up a question, how do you sleep 13 people in one lake place? Simple, all you need is 1 king, 2 queens, 2 twin beds, 3 sofa sleepers, and a pack-n-play for the babe - piece of cake. Needless to say, we were packed tight, but amazingly there was still one empty twin in my bedroom. Somehow Trav and I always get stuck in the room with the two twins - you would think after 6 years of marriage, we would be allowed to sleep in the same bed, but this is still his parent's house so we follow their rules. I'm just joking, we are allowed to sleep in the same bed, but we usually choose this room because it is towards the end of the house where it tends to be quieter, but Trav got kicked out after one night as he is the loudest sleeper ever and managed to wake Lauren up twice doing his twists and turns in bed. So if anyone is interested in the empty bed, I'll consider you if you promise to tip-toe when you come in and out of the room and never, ever move during your sleep - hurry, I'm sure the spot will fill up fast! With so many people, there was plenty to do - the kids played in the sand, went for wagon rides, and even a boat ride when the wind died down. Daddy and I got some free time as well with all the helping hands around so we caught up on some cribbage and even a little Guitar Hero when the weather wasn't cooperating. Ryan had so much fun, he decided to stay until Wednesday with Grandma and Grandpa - a treat for both him and us as we usually get more done around the house when he isn't here. All in all it was a great weekend, but it is always nice to get home and back into our routine especially since Trav and I are leaving for Duluth Thursday night and the kids will be shipped off to their other my parent's place for a couple of days. It will be a short, but busy week for all of us. I'll leave with some pictures of our weekend fun- enjoy!

Ryan doing some rockin' of his own - look at that leg bend!

Lauren and Grandma Quast trying out some new sunglasses - stylish aren't they

Look what I caught mom!! (a fake fish, I'm so proud)

Lauren rolls

Here is the video of Lauren rolling. I realize I sound like a complete dork in this video, but isn't that what moms do when their kids do something new!

Rollin'

Big news in the Quast household . . . Lauren rolled over for the first time and luckily, I caught it on video as I was playing around with my new camera when she did it. Bad news, I can't get the video uploaded. I've tried and tried, and haven't had success. Once I figure it out, I'll post the video.

In other Lauren news, she is cutting her third tooth, shared her first popsicle (sugar-free mind you), and gummed down her first banana puff (a baby treat). All this before 6 months - not bad if you ask me. I noticed the third tooth this evening after I finished nursing her. She wasn't really eating, just nibbling so I rubbed my finger over her gums and felt the tooth poking through. Like I said before, my nursing days are coming to an end, and not one day too soon - teeth do not feel good! We had our popsicle together this afternoon as it was a very warm day. Ryan and I were sucking down our treats and poor Lauren just sat there licking her lips so I figured, why not give her a taste. At first she gave me a weird look, but once she got used to the taste, I couldn't get it to her mouth quick enough. And finally, she gummed down her first puff tonight. Ryan used to love these things and it appears as though Lauren is going to follow in his footsteps. Luckily I bought 5 containers as they were on sale.
Ryan kept busy today as always. He played inside and outside, painted, colored, you name it, he did it. He took a 3 hour nap to recover and was back at it as soon as he woke up. I look forward to many more warm summer days with him to keep me busy. A quick story about Ryan . . he had a scab on the top of his head that started to flake off today so I picked it out of his hair and said, "gross, you have a booger in your hair." Ryan wanted to see it (who wouldn't) so I showed him the scab and told him to throw it in the garbage. What does he do, shoves it in his nose! I immediately plugged the opposite nostril and told him to blow and got the scab out. I asked why he did it, and he said, "because boogers go in your nose." Oh, to think like a 3 year old.

He had to rehydrate after a busy day

Train Museum

We headed out to the train museum again today. The museum is only open on Wednesdays and Saturdays so it is difficult to get there, but we made a point to set this Wed aside especially for the trains. Ryan of course was on cloud nine when he saw where we were. I was a little bummed when we pulled into the parking lot and saw two bus loads of preschoolers entering the museum. We were told the last time we visited the museum that they run a kiddie train outside starting in May so that was our mission today. I had planned on being there early to get in some rides before the crowds came, but that obviously wasn't going to happen with all the kids. To top it off, the kiddie train (which was built in 1974 I think) was not working so there were no rides to be had. I was a little disappointed, but Ryan could have cared less, he was just happy to be back with "his" trains. We (or should I say Ryan), climbed in and out of all the trains making sure to visit the cool ones two or three times before one of the museum volunteers asked if we would be interested in a caboose ride. Of course we would! Usually they only run the caboose rides on Saturdays, but because of the school visits, they had the engine running and offered rides to the public after all the school kids left - this was the highlight of the day! When I told Ryan we were going to ride on a real train, I think he thought I was just talking about the trains he had already been in. Not until we were outside and he saw the engine pull up did he really get what was going on, and boy was he excited!!!! The conductor came out and talked to Ryan as we were boarding the train. The conversation was a little one-sided with Ryan spitting out more words than I could even understand and the conductor just nodding and smiling - he was a very nice guy. When the train started Ryan had the biggest smile on his face - it was so fun to watch him as we rode along - pure happiness at it's best. You are probably thinking you'll scroll down and see the picture of this smile - guess again. Wouldn't you know, my camera decided to stop working today of all days and I didn't get one single picture (I'll touch on that later). We didn't get home until after 1:00pm and then it was lunch and naps for the kids. During their naps, I used the time to research cameras on the Internet and decided that it was time to get a new one. When the kids got up, we headed out to Target where I made my purchase. I usually don't make make on the spot purchases like that, but my camera had been acting up for a while, and I didn't want to miss anymore special moments so I justified the purchase and went home to try out the new gadget. Check out the new pictures - notice all the smiles I was missing with my old camera that had a super long delay.

No more diapers!!

I don't want to jinx this, but I had to share the good news - Ryan hasn't been wearing pull-ups for his naps or at bedtime for the past couple of days and we haven't had any accidents!! I started leaving him in his undies during naps about two weeks ago and hadn't had any issues so I decided to try it overnight these past two nights, and both mornings he was nice and dry! Last night he even went without undies - or at least his whitey-tighty undies, instead he wore boxers just like daddy. At first, I don't think he liked it too much as he kept pulling at his shorts, but once he got used to it, he was loving being such a big boy. He is also working on other things these days . . . he is able to get his velcro shoes and sandals on all by himself, he can fully undress himself and throw his clothes in his hamper (now if he can just teach daddy how to do this, then I wouldn't have to pick up all of his clothes off the floor), he goes potty all by himself (expect for wiping after going poo), and has become a real help with Lauren - he holds her bottles, burps her, wipes her face, and always keeps her entertained - who knew a three year old (in one month) could be such a big help! Now I just have to work on getting him off his sippy cup - he is like a crack addict when it comes to that thing. He has been using cups at meals the past few weeks, but still likes his hot chocolate in his sippy - that way he can slam his coco in 30 seconds instead of having to sip it like a normal person. Hopefully he'll be done with it by his 3rd birthday - that would be a present for both of us!

Shorts or a skirt - he needs to put some meat on those legs!

Some recent pictures of Lauren during a recent photo shoot in our living room.Hum . . . I wonder

Auntie Graduates!!!!

This was a very busy weekend for us as Ashley graduated from college - yeah Ash! I know Mom and Dad are happy she made it, but I'm not so sure Ash is excited to enter the real world. Especially when summer vacation is no longer 3 months long, but a 3 day weekend here and there. There is no more J-term, or Spring Break, and you only get one day off for Christmas versus a whole week - doesn't this sound fun!

When I graduated just 7 short years ago, I had one event, the commencement, but Ashley's graduation was much more involved than that. The fun started on Friday night with the"Pinning Ceremony." From what Ash tells me, this is the real "graduation" for nurses. The kids and I attended this with my parents. Trav had his good friend's surprise 30th birthday party this night so he went to that - lucky guy. The ceremony started at 7:00pm and we didn't leave the campus until close to 10:00pm- talk about a long night for the kids. To my surprise though, they both did great. Ryan did get a little antsy during the ceremony, but luckily the actual pinning took place during this time, and he started to hoot and holler as the girls walked across the stage - it was perfect timing and a great distraction to get him through the final 20 minutes. By the time we got to Aaron's place, the kids were both out cold.
After a short/tough night (mom, Ryan, and I in one bed with Lauren just feet away in the pack and play), we were ready for a day of fun with the entire family. Aaron, Ann, and Trav all made their way back to Aaron's place and we headed out for a day of fun at the Stillwater Art Festival. It rained on and off throughout the day, but we were still able to get out and walk through the place. Later in the day we all sat down for lunch and then headed back to Aaron's place. By this time, the kids were getting cranky - no naps means no fun, so Trav and I packed up the van and headed home. It was an early night to bed for everyone as it had already been a long weekend for us even though it was only Saturday.

We spent Sunday doing yard work and cleaning up the house before Trav had to leave for New York for work. The kids and I were playing outside when my parents came by on their way home from the final two events of Ash's graduation. On Sunday they attended the "Hooding Ceremony" in the morning, and the actual commencement in the afternoon, where Ash finally got her diploma. They were exhausted and ready to get home to start the long work week ahead.

All in all, it was a fun weekend and we were all very excited to see Ashley graduate after four tough years of college. Now onto the next stage - finding a job- hopefully that won't take four years!

Beauty and the Baller

It's that time of year again, time to change out the winter wardrobes for the summer wardrobes. So the whole gang (Ryan, Lauren, Auntie, and myself) were all packed in Ryan's room for the big event. As I go through his clothes and pull out the stuff he no longer fits into, I reminisce and have a moment of sadness thinking about how big he is getting. Unfortunately the moment is brief as Ryan usually comes flying into my lap, or runs by screaming at the top of his lungs and just like that the moment is over and I'm back to real time. Whenever I start pulling stuff out of drawers, Ryan always wants to put something new on. In the past, it has been a pair of sandals that are two sizes too small, or a favorite t-shirt that I manage to squeeze over his head and pull down far enough just to cover his belly button. On this particular evening, he was all about his basketball outfit. This outfit was a hand-me-down from a friend and he rarely wears it, but tonight, it was a must have. So I figured since he was putting it on, we might as well go all out and get the wrist bands and basketball shoes on too - check out the finished product below (the red socks just finish off the outfit don't they).

He's got some serious speed going on here

He was mad and running away from the camera in the pictures because his shoes (or should I say shoelaces) weren't right. He has this crazy thing were he doesn't like to see any part of his shoelaces when he is wearing shoes. Well, this works fine when he has pants on, but as I have explained to him everytime he has worn shorts in the past two weeks, it doesn't work with shorts, they just aren't long enough. Let's hope he gets over this soon so he doesn't have to have a meltdown everytime we put his shoes on - keep your fingers crossed.

Onto the "beauty" or Lauren . . . as usual, she got to sit and watch the events. To keep her entertained, and because she loves to dress Lauren up, Auntie decided to share her sunglasses with the babe. At first Lauren just kind of sat there not knowing what was going on, but soon enough, the smiles came and she was loving the new look - could this be her inner fashion diva coming out again?

Please, no more pictures

The curse of the white capris

I went shopping a while back with mom and Ash looking for some good bargains for Lauren. Luckily, we were able to find some really cute shirts at Old Navy - the only problem was that two of the shirts that I bought would look really cute with a pair of white capris, but Old Navy didn't have any in stock so I went home with the shirts and a mission to find some white capris. The next day we went to Shopko - the store that truly does have everything a person could possibly need and found the perfect pair of little white capris for the babe. I was so excited to dress Lauren in her cute outfits, but with it still being so cold outside, I had to wait for almost a month before it was warm enough. On this particular Friday, we were going to make a surprise visit to daddy's office so everyone could meet Lauren for the first time. So I picked out one of the tops and put on her white capris, and off we went. We were in the office long enough for everyone to see Lauren and chat for a couple of minutes before she had a blowout and the white capris were no longer white - off to the bathroom for a wardrobe change. At the time I thought it was just Lauren being Lauren, after all, she pooped through an outfit almost daily. The next time I put her in the white capris was for a trip to see some of my girlfriends from my old job - this time we didn't even get out of the house before the blowout - no white capris. I was starting to think that maybe the white capris were just not meant to be, but I hadn't given up hope completely. So one day this past week I put her in what I like to call, her "sailor outfit" - white capris and red striped shirt just for the heck of it. The first thing I did was to take the pictures below so I would actually have some of her in this outfit, and then we started our day as normal - we walked to the park, played a while (Lauren slept in the stroller), and went home. To my surprise, although I don't even know why I'm surprised anymore, her capris had a mysterious brownish spot of the side. Yup, she pooped through them again! I now strongly believe she does this just because she knows how much I love those little pants and she wants nothing to do with them. I'm just glad I took the pictures when I did. These may be the only ones I have of her in the infamous white capris -enjoy!




By the way, if you do ever see Lauren when she is in these pants, I wouldn't offer to hold her because chances are, you'll some mysterious brown spots on you by the time you give her back!

The Dress Files

We had a boys/girls weekend this weekend at our house - the boys went to the lake and Lauren and I stayed home. With the boys gone all weekend, Lauren and I planned to attend a fashion show, tilted "The Dress Files" at St. Kates. Ashley was going to be modeling in the show so mom, Lauren, and I decided to go and cheer her on. Mom came up to our place and the three of us (mom, Lauren, and myself) went out to eat before heading up to the show. Lauren was great through the meal, slept all the way to the college, but then got a bit fussy while we were sitting and waiting for the show. I was starting to get nervous she wouldn't make it through the entire thing, but then all my fears disappeared when the show started and Lauren went crazy! I was standing up in the back holding her when the lights dimmed and the music started. I could feel her starteing to kick her legs and flail her arms and was sure a screaming fit was coming on, but to my surprise, she was kicking and squealing with delight! She had the biggest smile on her face and gave out some squeals of joy as the models came out - she absolutely loved it! You know those sayings, "the apple doesn't fall far from the tree", and "like mother, like daughter" - yeah, they don't apply in this situation! As most you of know, my idea of high fashion is a pair of jeans, a nice shirt, and any shoes but tennis shoes or flip flops - what more could you possibly need? The show lasted about an hour and a half and Lauren enjoyed every minute of it (especially when auntie came out). Is it possible that me of all people, will end up with a little fashion diva - what will I do? Luckily Auntie has assured me she will help with Lauren - she has already offered to be her stylist, her make-up person, and all around role model - I'm not so sure that's a good idea! I'm just hoping this love of fashion is a short lived thing - we'll have to wait and see

All dressed up for the show

Ash, the designer, and another model

The four of us after the show

After the show we headed home and went to bed. With Trav out of town, mom slept in my bed with me - is it weird to sleep with your mom when you're almost 30? I figured with Mother's Day coming up the next day, what better gift then to roll over and wake up with your mother/daughter laying in bed next to you - right?

We spent Mother's Day baking, shopping, and just hanging out. Ashley came to our place so it was just the four girls and we had a great time. The boys got home around 5 and it was back to our normal routine - eat, bath, play, bed - just like that our girl's weekend was over. Until next Mother's Day . . .

A boy's best friend

Ryan's best bud, Henry is starting to show his age - almost 3 years old! Let me give you a little background on Henry. I received a stuffed hippo during a baby shower when I was pregnant with Ryan. At first, the hippo just sat in the corner of Ryan's crib - he fit in wonderfully with the animal theme in the nursery. Once Ryan was old enough to notice things, he took a liking to this particular hippo. I figured the hippo should have a name, so I started racking my brain and came up with Henry. I choose Henry because this was the name Trav actually wanted to name Ryan, but I wasn't really sold on the idea. So, in an act of good faith towards my husband, I branded the hippo, "Henry." What a bonus that the name starts with the same letter as the animal. There is the background, now onto the issue. Henry has been put through his fair share of wash cycles during the past three years, and always comes out looking fresh and new. Well, his latest wash proved to be a costly one - he received a small tear on his inner thigh. Of course once Ryan saw it, he constantly kept putting his finger in it and the small tear has become a large hole. Because of this, I'm pressured to step up and be the #1 Mom and fix this guy up. Having very little experience with sewing, I was a bit nervous, but in the end, I think I did a fine job. The hole is closed and the boys are back together again - mission accomplished!

Because Ryan loved his stuffed animal so much, Auntie decided to buy one for Lauren as well. Hers is a rabbit we have named "Ruby" - hopefully these two become friends just like Ryan and Henry - we'll have to wait and see.

Tough as nails - not our kid

I should first start out by telling everyone this blog pertains to Ryan, not Lauren (at least not yet). Ryan drops toys on Lauren - no crying, heck, half the time she just smiles at him. But when Lauren is playing around and swinging her arms and accidentally hits Ryan - instant tears and screams because Lauren hit him. I had no idea a 5 month old could inflict such harm!

Anyway, onto Ryan's troubles this past week. Everything started one day this weekend when he somehow managed to get his foot under the bathroom door and came away with a small cut. There weren't instant tears, but once the red (that's what Ryan calls blood) started coming, the tears, screams, and even body shakes started - you would have thought the kid was dying. I rinsed the blood off and offered a band aid, but Ryan wanted nothing to do with it. Then I offered to put on socks to cover up the cut and he liked this idea so it was off to the bedroom to find the perfect pair. Little did I know this was just the start of a week full of bumps, bruises, and tears, lots of tears. On Monday, we spent most of the day outside enjoying the weather. Ryan had just finished riding his trike when all of a sudden he tips over and starts screaming. I'm still not sure how he tipped considering he was just sitting there, but he of course he did, and the whole neighborhood got to hear his death screams. When I picked him up, he had a scrape on his knee - nothing too serious. We went in and cleaned everything up and got out some pants to cover his new injury. To this day, he still wears socks and pants, or shorts long enough to cover his knee - what a weird kid. Once he got his pants on, we went into the kitchen to have some pizza. The pizza was sitting on the cutting board which had been pulled out for about a half an hour before Ryan was talking and ran his head straight into it - accident number 2 for the day. Tuesday brought a few more head injuries and yet another foot injury. We went to the store to pick up some odds and ends like we have done tons of times before. Whenever we are in the parking lot, I make Ryan stand right next to the passenger door while I am unloading Lauren, (this system has worked for almost 5 months) but today he decided to change things up and stand right next to me and wouldn't you know it, I hit him in the head with the bottom of Lauren's car seat, not once, but twice - once on the way in, and once on the way out of the store - sorry bud but I can't see you when you are basically standing on me. When we got home from the store, Ryan opened up a new truck we had bought (not because I felt bad about hitting him, just because it was on sale and he was being a good kid). As Ryan was pushing the truck on the bathroom counter, he pushed it too far and it fell on his foot - I think we all know what happened next. Luckily it was a small truck so the tears were pretty minimal. Onto today . . . what would the day be without another injury? We were heading out for a walk this morning - I had both girls (Lauren and Marley) in the stroller and Ryan was going to ride his motorcycle. It had been plugged in and charging from the night before so I unplugged it from the charger and got it all set when I look up to see Ryan climbing into his wagon and reaching for the plug in the wall. I looked just in time to see the wagon start to roll back and Ryan go down head first. It sounds worse than it really was as it kind of happened in slow-mo so the fall wasn't a hard impact. I picked him up, took him inside and assessed the damages - a decent size bruise in the middle of his forehead - not pretty, but manageable. I figured this had to be the end of the accidents, but there was one left just to top off the day. Marley's mom, Emily, had just come over to pick up Marley for the day. Ryan was jumping around, excited to show Emily his new bruise when he smacked his hand on the tv stand - poor kid can't even show off an old injury before he gets a new one.

The one thing that makes all of these injuries kind of funny is that whenever Ryan gets hurt by something, he calls it "stupid." So far this week we have a stupid door, thing (this is what he says when he doesn't know what an object is called, in this case, the cutting board) trike, car seat, truck, wagon, and thing again (tv stand) - overall I would say we have a lot of stupid stuff!

As I was telling Trav tonight that I think Ryan is going through a clumsy stage, I lost the grip on a steak knife I was loading into the dishwasher and cut the palm of my hand - Trav just smiled and said, "or he is just clumsy like his mom" - thanks Trav!

In order to prevent any further injuries, I was thinking about making the kids wear these during their awake hours - what do you think?