A couple of weeks ago my little sister Emily got a new Guinea Pig. I told her I was against it because there are already plenty of animals at the Schofield house to take care of and in protest I promised never to pet sit the Guinea Pig. I also promised that when they got Lucy (the puppy) but I've since gone back on both those promises.
The up side is Luke likes the Pig, who I think they're calling Piglet. Yesterday he found a "Wee Sing" book lying around and began to sing. I think he's figured out that when it's words you "read" to yourself and when it's sheet music you "sing". I have no clue what he's singing, but I can make it out when he say's "Hi pig. Hi there pig", but if he weren't waving I might think it was "happy".
Earlier in the day Luke was pushing his red grocery cart around and I'm not sure what happened because he was hidden behind the kitchen island, but all I know is there was a huge scream, lots of blood, and a quickly swelling lip, nose, and goose egg. He was so upset that he eventually fell asleep as I was comforting him. I was a little worried he might have a concussion, but it was nap time anyway so I let him sleep. It is amazing how quickly kids heal- by the time he went to bed there was no sign of any swelling. I tried to get him to take some pain meds, but even calling it "treats" only got about a quarter of a dose in. What a little trooper.
1 year ago