Have You Met My Son Spewie?

The problem with not being able to blog as frequently is that so much happens in between posts that I forget some of the great things I wanted to blog about! I know there is a lesson in there. For instance, did I ever blog about when Cuyler asked Rooney and I to come to his school for "Special Person's" (or Grandparents) Day? Rooney and I were so touched! We had a nice time hanging out with Cuy (as Rooney calls him) at his school and meeting his friends and teacher. This happened way back in October but I got a copy of the pic we took this weekend so I thought I should mention it. Rooney loves Cuyler so much (and vice versa) I definitely wanted to touch on it.

Speaking of Cuyler (and the rest of the Hoovsie clan), Roonster spent the night over at their house this weekend. I'm sure he had a great time partying until dawn (this is a fact) but sometime around 4:30am he stopped having fun and started calling for "Momma's bed"! Poor Annie had to comfort him for about an hour before he fell back to sleep. Annie said when he woke up in the morning he acted like the weird, irrational, meltdown never happened. Chipper as a jaybird. I don't think Annie could say as much. When I picked him up later that afternoon he seemed really tired so I planned on immediately putting him down for a nap when we got home. Well less than 5min into the trip home, after drinking some juice, Rooney became Spewie McSpewerson and threw up twice in my car. We were all shocked and in tears after that. I called Mike and put him on standby for my arrival home.

Once I arrived home Mike got Rooney out of the car and we stripped him outside. Mike offered to spray him down with the hose but I got him in the bath instead. After a good tooth brushing, and putting on lounge wear it took about 1hr to finally get that kid to sleep. Add about 2 more hours to that and that is how long it took to clean my car out and Rooney's carseat. That carseat is still a puzzle yet to be completed! Anyway, that irrational early morning wake-up makes alot more sense now and he spent many hours on Momma's bed this morning.

Totally off the subject is something I am so amazed about with Rooney. He is really counting so well now. He can definitely count up to fourteen and recently he had shown that he can count up to five in Spanish. Cuatro is a bit difficult for him (but he misses 4 in English too so we just think it's a conspiracy against the number 4). I have a little video I took of him counting. It really doesn't show off his abilities but I kind of thought it was cute. As another side note, that is a "Robot house" that he is building in the video.