Sympathy Pain

Mexican boy glues self to bed to avoid school Mon Jan 7, 5:23 PM ET

MONTERREY, Mexico (AFP) - A 10-year-old Mexican boy glued his hand to his bed to avoid going back to school after the Christmas break, authorities said Monday.

“I thought if I was glued to the bed, they couldn’t make me go to school,” the boy, Diego, told AFP. “I didn’t want to go, the holidays were so much fun.”

“I remembered my mom had bought a very strong glue,” he said of the industrial strength shoe glue he used to stick his hand to the bed’s metal headboard, where he stayed stuck for two hours.

His mother Sandra Palacios was unable to free him and called paramedics and police to help. Diego watched cartoons while they worked to unglue him, eventually using a spray to dissolve the chemical adhesive.

“I don’t know why this happened. He is a very good boy,” said his mother.

Diego eventually made it school a few hours late.

national day of the ninja

Sarah and I started talking about the “triggers” to pregnancy this weekend. Not the milestones, like “37 weeks is term” or contractions, or even the Bloody Show. I’m not even talking about the wives tales, like olive oil…or Castor oil. No, I mean the moments or happenings that we as parents look as the trigger for pregnancy.

Sarah’s big one was the full moon. She just knew the baby would be born on the full moon. She’s had more, like the Iron Bowl, putting the bags in the car, and her latest was the cold front that came through last night. These are ridiculous in my opinion. Not based in reality at all. You’ll see how ground in fact and medical science mine are in a moment. Needless to say, none of these triggered the labor process.

Mine, much more rooted in actual logic are as follows: Being in a basketball court with NO cell signal, The storm that hit last night, Renting 2 movies and having the audacity to think we would be able to watch them (That’s just daring him to make his move), and… pretty much…any of the ones Sarah brought up. I cleaned out my truck and put in the car seat base and thought “Now you can come”…but guess what…no baby.

It’s weird, I even thought Friday morning that being in my work groove would start labor. You know, being really focused at work, getting things done, then BAM the phone goes off.

I even looked up today’s date…as well as other days…to see if anything had happened historically that would connect to our baby. Like “It makes since that our baby would be born on the same day as the Great Smog of ‘52″. Or even share the same birth date, like ” Of course Tony would have the same birthday as Little Richard”.

So we keep looking for signs and triggers. Tomorrow we are getting a free lunch at work. I can see it now… “damn, and just when Steak Out is on the way with my baked tater!…”

FYI:Venus enters Sagittarius Arudra 02nd Moon Wednesday, December 06th

So…We have been trying everything for inducing labor. Walking, spicy food, rocking, pressure points, and the horizontal mambo.

She’s avoided the Castor Oil, but we keep talking about it. I offered to find her a Castor oil enema…to a less than warm response.

So last night, I was trying to be witty and alittle randy. You can read the outcome at her site.

I’m a tard!

I love this page…

moar funny pictures

and you can make you’re own and submit them…It makes me laugh!

We were hanging out in the kitchen last night…about to hit the hay. Talking about something, probably how to cure cancer, and suddenly my wife turned into a gibbering little girl.

“hmmhe hemmhe mhehmemh…” She’s very articulate, “Moouuse.” As she holds me ever tighter.

Now this mouse runs from behind me, in the laundry area, in front of the stove, and tries to go into an under cabinet vent, but the heat is on. So, having met our animals and having no fear of them, he scurries between the legs of deaf dog, hitting her, and runs under the dish washer. Mable never even flinched.

“Where are your cats?” she asked.

“My cats are like 15 years old. The mouse tagged your dog.”

“yeah…well…she’s not a cat.”

So the rest of the night, any little noise…”What was that?” “Is that in our room?”

Now, for a little back story. I hate killing anything. We have known about the mouse for a few months. I put out a humane trap, and the mouse got in, stole the peanut butter, and escaped. I reinforced the box, and the dogs must have dragged it out, hearing a mouse inside, and let the mouse go. It’s very “good guy” Tom and Jerry. That big dog, Spike, always helped the mouse. So I got an industrial sonic pest deterrent…which was running last night when Fivel made his ballsy run of the kitchen.

I guess it’s mouse-icide next.

I also just read this article about fear. Maybe this mouse escaped the experiment…

The Privy Prop…Finally, an olive branch in the bathroom wars! And from the mind of a man child! There is hope for our gender yet!

My wife and I had this conversation this weekend. I usually put the seat and lid back down when I’m done. It’s almost a joke, mostly because more than once she has gotten ready, pants around ankles, and set on the cold porcelain lid. I told her she would be glad of my habits when I teach Tony the ways of the bathroom…Jack has somehow forgotten.

Atleast she hasn’t broken the seat…

Me:” So, A__ at work was talking to the guys in the back about cheating. She ask them if they would cheat on their significant other if they KNEW they would never get caught.”

Her:”oh…”

Me: “Yeah, I most of them said they would…if no one else would ever find out”

Her:”oh…”

Me:”Yeah, and I was like, ‘I would never. Stupid guys…if you have an affair, simple logic tells you that their is already someone else that knows…the person you are having the affair with. That means that they can come back to out you. Dumb guys…they don’t think that far ahead.”

Her: “The right answer is ‘No I would never cheat because I love her…”

Me:” I mean, yeah, that’s my real answer…but…um…Hey…I sure do Love you…”

My wife jumped my post…but I have writer’s block, so I’m going to steal part of it anyway.
I wanted to bring you an inside look at what we talk about, behind the bedroom door. What does a happily married couple, on the eve our their first child, talk about? Is it some deep conversation about the way to properly rear a child? Is it how much we respect each others ideas and views? Do we talk about the political climate of the middle east?
No…Here’s what it sounds like…

Also, welcome Kim to the Family Channel here at 451 Press…

Sarah saw this on BabyCenter tonight. I deleted the, what I would call, valid answers…and the screen names of these. While a breach baby is nothing to laugh at, some of these suggestions are…and you know we like to laugh…

Are there any recommendations for turning a breach baby
I just found out at 36 weeks that my baby has turned to a breach position. My doctor suggested an external version to try to turn the baby but I am wondering if there are other methods to try to get the baby to turn back around
Community Answers

I am 36 weeks also - and my baby is breach. Turning the baby was suggested but I turned it down. I have a book that suggests to lay on your back w/ your butt up for 10 mins 2x a day on an empty stomach and empty bladder - they do say to talk to your dr b/f you try this but also adds there is no harm in trying. I hope both our babies turn on their own:)goodluck

I heard that if a baby is in a breech position that you can get a pack of frozen vegetables and place it to the tob of your stomach where the babys head is and that will encouage him/her to move away from the cold area.

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I’m 34 weeks and my baby is also breech… I am doing the suggestion below as well as my husband is using massage in clockwise motion every night. Another thing I read was to do headstands in a pool! I did it last night in our pool 10 times but so far no luck. The baby is still up under my ribs for most of the day. Good luck to you!

Ok this may sound crazy but my cousin’s baby was breach untill she spent some time with her feet and hips up and shined a flash light down there. Her son turned. They say the baby is attracted to the light.

Is it because we are tall? Is it the repulsive blond hair and blue eyes? Is it that whole “democracy” crap? And if they have a mongolian beef with us…get it…why do they take it out on our children?

And, maybe it’s just the way they grow ‘em in China…

Growing up, I used to chew on lead pencils…I even have a piece of lead under my skin…and it only itches in the winter. I’m sure our tub was painted with a led based paint. I spent alot of time in that tub…but I digress. I guess I’m saying, I like lead. It’s a part of my History.

And what’s so bad about lead exposure? “they” say it causes:

Reduced IQ
Slowed body growth
Hearing problems
Behavior or attention problems
Failure at school
Kidney damage

The symptoms of lead poisoning may include:

Irritability
Aggressive behavior
Low appetite and energy
Difficulty sleeping
Headaches
Reduced sensations
Loss of previous developmental skills (in young children)
Anemia
Constipation
Abdominal pain and cramping (usually the first sign of a high, toxic dose of lead poison)
Very high levels may cause vomiting, staggering gait, muscle weakness, seizures, or coma

So…what’s all that if you can play with some “Baby Einstein” blocks, or a “Pirates” flashlight…or strange gardening tools.And maybe…just maybe, the Chinese are just trying to make us tougher…I mean, I don’t see death on the list…and whatever doesn’t kill us makes us stronger.

Or maybe…they are trying to make our next generation stupid. That way they can surpass us with their smarterness…more smarterdom…greater smartness…whatever. Well, we are on to you China. Remember how we treated the French when they displeased us…we changed the name to “freedom” fries and “freedom” toast and “freedom” ticklers. We will start calling it “children” restaurants and say “I’ll just be hungry 30 minutes after I eat ‘children’.”

Just my thoughts…while I still have lead in my finger…

lead poisoning, recall, china

It’s been kinda deep around here the last couple post, so I thought I would share a little levity. I’ve mentioned embarrassing moments before, and I wanted to let you know that they are alive and well in our household. (more…)

When does a child begin to develop his own sense of humor. My kid has been silly for years. That’s not waht I am talking about. I mean the type of humor that will continue through life. I have a very dry wit…most of the time…and a very quick mind. So i have been watching.
“Hey Jack…what do you want for dinner?” I was expecting “pizza” to be the answer…or Chick-fil-a. They have a play fort.
“I don’t know. how about Sonic?”
I had Pizza on the brain, So I say “How about Pizza?”
There is a pause.
“What did you say?”
“Pizza”
“Could you say that again, I just want to make sure you said what I thought you said”
I grin…”Pizza”
“Ok…I just don’t think you’ve ever suggested that before.”

No, It’s not Eddie Murphy…but it’s a start. It’s great to see his personality begin to grow into the next stage.

personality, Pizza, humor

personality, Pizza, humor