Ring What??

So Tristan has been quite the handful in the last month. And not only with his anger and tantrums but because he has gotten sick with something new every few days. Geez..... First it was an upper respiratory infection. Then he started wheezing and we had to go to the emergency room because the wheezing was causing Tristan to have a hard time breathing. Nope it was now bronchitis. Basically the upper respiratory infection was now a lower respiratory infection as well. So we got antibiodics and I stressed to Vincent how important it was not to miss a dose. About a week later Tristan started tugging at this ears. Vincent then informs me that he may have missed a few doses of the antibiotics. Grrrreeeeaaaat. Now Tristan has an ear infection. We go to the doctor again. I have to tell the doctor that Vincent missed a few doses. Of course, the doctor lectures ME about not missing doses like I was the one that missed the doses. We get new antibiotics and I post annoying little signs all over the house that say things like "Did Tristan get his medicine?" These signs were in Tristan's bathroom, by his bed, in the kitchen, by Vincent's night stand- basically we were not going to have Tristan miss a dose. And he didn't. No more runny nose and coughing and sneezing. Then low and behold a few days ago a rash of ringworm shows up. There were 2 on his legs and 1 on his head. My brothers used to get it all the time as kids. It's not actually a worm or has anything to do with worms. It's a fungus usually passed from pets and since we have 2 dogs and the babysitter has a dog, it's more than likely from them. Well, as a kid my mom would put clear nail polish on it and it would go away. So that's what I did. The ones on the legs- gone. The one on the head- nothing. I called our doctor and he said that the ones that get on the head have to be treated with oral medicine because of their location. So, we're going to the doctor again. Seriously, if we could get some frequent flyer miles for going to the doctor, I would probably get a trip to Hawaii with my miles right now. It's ridiculous. Of course during all this my little angel Caleb doesn't get sick at all. Perfect child. :)

I am now at the point where I'm counting down to go back to work. Believe me, I have enjoyed the time off but the same routine every day is killing me. I think I am finally ready for the drama of work again. It's funny how when I go to class for a few short hours at night, what a baby Vincent becomes to have to watch both kids at once. Never mind that I do it every other day for longer periods since Vincent works very late nowadays. But seriously, the way Vincent tells it, both Caleb and Tristan have the ability to torture Vincent. Never mind that all Caleb does is sleep and then wake up and cry until he has his bottle and then sleep again. But, oh no, when I get home from class, Vincent goes on and on about how terrible it was and how he deserves a massage or a special dinner of some sort. I mean, it really is hard. Believe me, if there is a 3rd child it won't be this close in age to Caleb. Even my stepmother-in-law confessed to being stressed out when she babysat for a day, and she had 4 kids. But she admitted that none of her kids were this close in age and that it made all the difference in the world. Then she hugged me and asked me how I did it. Luckily, I only have to do it by myself for a few hours when Tristan gets home from the babysitter. Otherwise, we'd have problems.

Okay, moving on to my new favorite book. Actually, it's an oldie but it has been revised recently. I read it when I was a lot younger, like when I was 9 or 10 so I didn't remember everything but there are parts of it that I have been obsessed with ever since. If anyone knows me very well they know that I am obsessed with only children. I hate them. I mean, I hate the way that 99% of them behave. I also am obsessed with picking them out. If I do say so myself, I'm pretty good at it. I think God decided to mess with my obsession by making all my roommates in college only children. They were awful in the way that only children can be. And, ironically, my adorable husband is an only child. Anyway, the book that I'm re-reading again explains that there is actually theory to my obsessions. It's called the "The Birth Order Book: Why You Are the Way You Are" by Kevin Leman. It explains why where you are in the birth order has so much to do with your personality. And of course it explains that only children and first borns (myself) have a lot in common. Yeah, yeah. But it explains first borns, middle children, last borns and only children and why they act the way they do. And now I have become obsessed with figuring out where people are in their family. It really does line up every time. And I still dislike only children. Well, the ones that behave terribly. Which is a large chunk of them.Including my husband  :)

Also, on another random note, I LOVE Wal-Mart. I was thinking about it because a bunch of hippies in my class were talking about how much they hate it. Now granted, I hate the white trash people that come in there by the thousands but you have to learn when to go. Early morning or late late nights. I have tried to find better prices at other stores- NOPE. And I love that they were the ones that started a new way of inventory. We have studied it in several of my MBA classes. It's brilliant. They keep track of inventory electronically. Every time the product is rung up at the register it takes away from the inventory count. Once that inventory hits a certain number then it alerts the warehouse at some far location who loads it on the delivery truck and gets it delivered shortly after. Wal-Mart started this. Seriously, you have to give them credit for it. I have done a couple of papers on Wal-Mart just because I love it so much. Believe me, Wal-Mart was not intended to be like this. Sam Walton, the founder, never wanted Wal-Mart to be a super center like it is. But the minute he died and the board of directors took over, it all changed. And I know people hate Wal-Mart because it puts Mom-n-Pop places out of business but I say, do it. Only because our society is moving in a direction where we want faster, bigger and better and sorry to say but Mom-n-Pop places can't always provide this. So even if Wal-Mart didn't put them out of business, they would've been put out of business eventually. I don't want to go to 7 different stores to get 7 different types of groceries anymore. Sorry, I got crap to do. I mean, there is a place for Mom-n-Pop places. For instance, coffee. I hate Starbucks. I go there occasionally but I hate that it costs so much to get a cup of coffee that is made the same way any other cup of coffee is made. I hate Starbucks in Italy or any other country that has amazing Mom-n-Pop coffee places that thrive only on the people of their community. I really wish countries that actually have AMAZING coffee would ban Starbucks from entering their countries. It's sacrilegious. But as for grocery shopping, bring on Wal-Mart. The only thing I would change about Wal-Mart would be the cleanliness of all locations and the quality of people going it. But other than that, I love it.


Okay, well, that's enough for now. Time to do homework. Unless someone wants to do Accounting for me  :)