An update with a late Say What Wednesday

Just a little backstory on this one...Lex has had a mild-moderate reaction to amoxicillin. He had a double ear infection about 10 days ago. We took him, got him some antibiotics, and things were great until Wednesday. Our daycare provider, Susan, gave Lex a haircut, and when she was done the back of his neck was broken out...bad. We weren't sure what it was, but I knew he still had 2 more days of antibiotics, and I know you're not supposed to just 'stop' taking antibiotics so I gave him last dose before he went to bed on Wednesday night.

Thursday morning, we wake him to take him to Susan's house and both of his eyes are VERY swollen and angry red...so, I call the doctor's office so that they can see him. His appointment is at 8a and I have a dentist appointment another town away in the opposite direction. Thankfully, Dennis is on spring break this week, and he could take Lex into see the nurse practitioner that had some time available. Our doctor's first appointment wasn't until 11a. I guess she had to talk to the doctor anyway because when she saw him, she didn't know what it was.

I guess they figured it had to have been the antibiotic because Dennis is also allergic to all of the cillins too, so they've chalked it up to that. He's now on prednisone, which as far as I can tell, is speed for children. Lex is running around the house like a crazy person. I mean, actually running in circles in the living room, and running from one room to the next. I'd taken yesterday and today off so that I could hang out with Dennis, and then I was taking Lex to Bloomington Bagel Company and then to the library. Um....No. Not happening. I can't take him out in public with his face all blotchy and red and hive-y looking, on top of the out of control running. I don't think he'd listen to me, and I don't want him running all over the library screaming like he is at home. Maybe tomorrow *sigh*

So, onto the SWW comment (which actually happened yesterday. Sue me.):

On our way upstairs to take a nap, Lex tries to grab the remote control to take with him.

Me: Lex, leave the remote downstairs.
Lex: I don't want to.
Me: Well, it won't work on anything upstairs, so just leave it here.
Lex: When *I'm* bigger, I'm taking the remote control upstairs. I'm going to be bigger than YOU, then Daddy, then Susie, then Chase and Chandler (a set of twins at daycare).

'Say What' Wednesday

Lex: Mommy, you are so mean.

This was said in response to me telling him, repeatedly mind you, to do something. He intentionally turned his back on me while I was trying to get him to clean up his mess before he started to drag out a metric-crap ton of other things. I think a little bit of me died inside when he said it because, although, I didn't raise my voice, I know my tone was pretty shitty. All I could think of was, 'Great. Before I know it, he's going to be telling me hates me.' I really need to learn to NOT do that. I do it to both Dennis and Lex (and sometimes it sneaks out in other facets of my life). My temper FREQUENTLY gets the best of me, and rather than throttle the kid, I take a pretty nasty tone. I'd hate to watch myself on video because I know I'd be super embarrassed at how I react/act sometimes.

Lex to Dennis: Hey, Daddy, where's your phone?
Dennis: In my pocket
Lex: Ok, just checking.

Lex: Mommy, which one do you want (holds up 3 Hot Wheels in blue, yellow, and green)?
Me: Um, the blue one.
Lex: You can have the yellow one.
Me: Why do you make me choose when you know you're not going to let me have the one I want?
Lex: I don't know!