Month: February 2015

Winter has been very harsh on the Northeast and like many other New Yorkers, I am feeling a bit cooped up. So I decided to take a mini day trip to a water theme park with my boys.  We packed up FOUR bags worth of swim trunks, change of clothes, extra diapers, towels, floaties, etc.  Pretty much the works because you never know how it is with a toddler and an infant at an indoor water theme park during the winter.  At one point I thought maybe we should pack a suitcase.  I stopped myself because this a day trip not overnight trip.  Yes, I suffer from over packing and over prepping but in the end I always think it is worth it.

So after a couple of hours driving we arrived at the Coco Key Water Park in New Jersey.  It was packed! We bought our tickets and went straight to the locker room to change.  Min had Ethan and I was with Dex. Ethan looked so excited when he came out and Dex, well, he could care less.  It was not the balmy 84 degrees as the website promised but we made it into the water.

So here is how I will highlight the big difference between being a parent and not.  I remember when I went to the water park “sans” kids. I would run up and down the slides, went to every attraction, and splash in the wave pool.  I would always skip the lazy river unless it was a crazy, wave river that propelled you all the way through.  I would come home tired and hungry.

This time the lazy river was the first attraction we hit.  It was tame enough for both kids and Ethan loved the waterfalls.  Dex was sitting on the tube looking calmly around as we floated. No waves just nice and calm.  Then we headed to the kiddie pool and slide.  Sadly adults can’t slide down with their kids so we would walk up to the slide then walk back down after Ethan would slide.  We hung out in the kiddie pool splashing and then more lazy river.  And I came home tired and hungry.

It’s funny because although we did not go for us and it was definitely for the kids, I was so happy at the end of the trip. We went and got Tex Mex for dinner.  Ethan was all smiles and every time his eyes lit up during the trip my heart swelled up.  I didn’t need the super fast and steep slides; I just needed to get out and have fun with my boys.  My husband felt the same way.  Our family time is so precious to me.  Life changes with kids in ways you never expect. I end with a quote: “Being a parent is dirty and scary and beautiful and hard and miraculous and exhausting and thankless and joyful and frustrating all at once. It’s everything.” —Jill Smokler

NB. We, my husband and I, did get to check out the slides. Min went first while I watched the boys then I sneaked after.  It was snack time for Ethan and nap time for Dex.  In the end, we got a little excitement too.

I just concluded my first full phone conversation with Ethan. It went a little like this

Phone ringing with Diana’s number
Me: Hello Love
Ethan: Hi Daddy
Me: Oh – Hi Ethan! What’s up?
Ethan: Mommy is sleeping
Me: Oh, I see, what are you doing? Did you brush your teeth?
Ethan: No, because the monster is in there and I’m scared
Me: Well Ethan, if you see that monster again you need to kick him square between the legs
Ethan: Ok
Me: Are you going to eat cereal after you brush?
Ethan: Yea
Me: Ok, well make sure Mommy makes you a big bowl
Ethan: Ok
Me: I love you
Ethan: I love you
Me: Bye
Ethan: Bye

It’s just one of those proud moments that I wanted to share

So Ethan hurt himself really bad on Thursday on our dining room table that we’ve owned for about the last 5 years.

It’s one of those square wooden tables from Ikea and we’ve attached those little corner bumpers when he was younger, but as he grew, he learned how to rip them off tape and all. We stopped thinking about it as nothing serious occurred and all was well.

Well, all was not well. He was running in the kitchen with Grandma, turned and bumped his head forcefully into the table. Blood was everywhere and I was in a panic. I quickly put pressure on the wound and it was deep but maybe only a centimeter long.

Regardless, I called Diana and asked if I needed to take him to our Pediatrician or the Emergency room. Needless to say, I freaked Diana out and she ran all the way home(Manhattan living, so literally ran all the way home, in boots, in the cold, through the snow and potentially Yeti’s obstructing her path)

She got home, cleaned the wound, calmed me down and affixed bandages to close the wound. After that all was OK, but my lesson learned and suggestions to those who might have been in similar situations to us.

1. Don’t use the corner bumpers, they are a waste of money
   1. Unless corner bumpers are affixed with the same bond that attached Excalibur to the stone and your child is not Arthur
   2. Unless corner bumpers have the same bond that puts Thor’s hammer to the ground and your child is not Thor, or Odin or other Norse deity that may wield the hammer).
   3. You have a black knight steadily guarding your corner bumpers preventing them from being displaced.
2. Replace your table or any other furniture with sharp corners. It’s not worth the stress or fear of what will happen to your child otherwise.

We’ve already found a nice new oval-ish table to replace our wooden table.