Caleb, out to kill himself.

*sigh* Caleb decided today when he woke up that he was going to do everything he could to kill himself, and give me a heartattack!!! We are down stairs this morning, the kids are playing, and I am packing a picnic, getting ready to go, cause all of us moms are going to the Civic for "Kite Day". So I come into the family room from the kitchen to both the kids feeding themselves coins (real coins, ie, quarters, dimes, pennies), so of course, i am like "*gasp* no, no, no, take those out of your mouths, that is soooooo dirty and disgusting!! NEver EVER put money in your mouth!" and of course Skylar fires back with, "Well, its not money mom, we are eating our lunch, it is applesause" and of course i launch into the whole, No Skylar, we don't pretend money is food, EVER, it is the dirtiest thing....and go into explaining why money is so dirty. So....they move on, i move on, and continue packing everything up to go. I am upstairs getting jackets (its a cold day today). So upstairs, i hear a loud gasping. I stop. Listen. more desperate gasping. I drop everything in my arms and come TEARING down stairs to Caleb completely red in the face not breathing (except with the occacional tiny gasp of air coming through). He is in bad shape. I FREAK out, calmely, and turn him around to do the himleck manueaver. I find the spot on his chest and just start going at him, and him in the meantime not breathing and nothing happening....so i keep at it and finally ONE QUARTER, 2 DIMES, AND 2 PENNIES ALL COME UP AT THE SAME TIME!!!!! All that was lodged somewhere down in his throat, or his chest, i don't know. And he throws up with all that as well.....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He laid on me somewhat dazed and out of it for a while after that. I didn't know if i should take him to get xrayed to see if there was any more in there....but his breathing was normal and sklyar brought him some water and he drank that okay. After a while he was back to his normal self. All the while throwing my state of existence into complete exaustion and inward hysteria that i had just almost lost my son. So that was that. We pack up, he is totally normal, and we head out to "Kite Day" as planned at the Civic.

Sooo....now we are at the Civic having a FANTASTIC time flying kites, eating lunch and just having a ball. We had been there for quite a while and ALL the kids are out running all over the grass with eachother flying their kites/getting caught up in eachothers kites/kites hitting eachother/chasing after eachothers kites. One would say it was quite the kite mess. All the while having a blast and not really noticing it at the same time. So some of us moms and kids were back at the blankets taking a breather, when I look up to find Caleb not anywhere with the drama, so i start looking around and locate him just as he is WALKING INTO THE STREET in front of the CIvic WITH A TRUCK COMING RIGHT AT HIM!! So I Yell at him to stop and ALL of us moms and the moms on the grass JUMP UP AND START RUNNING OUT TO HIM. The truck comes to a halt and Caleb just presumes to stand there in the middle of the road. My friend, Jamie gets to him first and yanks him out of the street. Just in time for me to get there, spank him accordingly and lay into my son who is out to get himself killed today!!!!! So imagine me, 7 mo, pregnant full out sprint to Caleb....and what do i do, wet my pants the whole way out!!! AHHHHH WHAT A DAY!!!!!!! So we come home, i put caleb immediately to bed and order skylar to the couch to watch a movie and not say ONE word to me!!!! Complete silece (except for the drones of "Annie" in the background) *another sigh*

This was my day. This is my life.

Pressure

This is what happens when your pressured. You get a blog. I buckeled.