Cabin Fever

By Moriah on May 27th, 2009

Because of Drew’s injury and stitches, he’s not supposed to take baths; the laceration can’t get wet. So that means, by extension, he can’t get too dirty. Yeah, easier said than done.

And you know what? It is nearly impossible to keep a five-year-old who is used to spending more than half his day outside content while being cooped up indoors for an entire day. At least the off-and-on rain gave me a legitimate (to him) excuse. He really could care less about getting dirty.

(You know those really careful and clean kids? I’ve yet to have one.)

So here’s how we spent the Day that Dragged Onward:

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It’s hilarious to me how different they play with Play-doh. Drew uses one color and actually plays with it; Madeline smashes every color into a jumbled mess and stacks the empty cups:

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And when you’re suffering from cabin fever, what better way to pass the time than to draw on your legs with markers?

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They lounged and watched Signing Time in the afternoon:

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And watched a movie (with popcorn!) at night:

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(Rinse and repeat for today.)

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10 Responses to “Cabin Fever”

  1. Debbie on May 27, 2009 9:48 am

    I don’t know who to feel worse for – you or him! Poor guy stuck inside. Poor Mom cooped up with three anxious kiddos!

  2. Larissa on May 27, 2009 10:14 am

    Love the play-dough styles! does Adelaide try eating it, or was she napping?

  3. Gretchen on May 27, 2009 10:21 am

    :)

  4. Moriah on May 27, 2009 10:27 am

    I NEVER let Adelaide near the Play-doh. She most certainly would eat it. (And yes, she was napping.)

  5. mary kathryn on May 27, 2009 4:49 pm

    You must keep your play-doh segregated, or else Mad’s tendencies would drive Drew nuts, right?

  6. Moriah on May 27, 2009 5:17 pm

    Not really… I was actually surprised he managed to find a jar all of one color!

  7. JanMary, N Ireland on May 27, 2009 5:50 pm

    A definition of a boy – noise with dirt on!

    Enjoy/endure as best you both can.

  8. Mer@Lifeat7000Feet on May 27, 2009 5:59 pm

    I hate store bought playdough. You need to find my homemade recipe on my recipe blog. It’s EZ and is great for rainy days! Seriously…if you have the ingredients, it takes 5 minutes tops.

  9. crissa on May 28, 2009 1:22 am

    i have that signing time movie pretty much memorized.. im soo glad you & adelaide & drew are okay! loveyou

  10. RT on May 28, 2009 9:56 pm

    I have a feeling our kids would get along just fine. I’m actually not sure what “careful” and “clean” mean anymore!

    Your patient is too cute. I hope his owies heal fast!

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