"Naked Boy" Super Heroes

Connor and Dylan like nothing more than pretending they're super heroes. It started out that they would pretend they were Spiderman, or Batman, or a Power Ranger... etc.  One day Connor put on a black, zip-up hoodie over his clothes and said he was the black spiderman (from Spiderman 3).  Then, a few days later he put it on without any clothes on underneath and ran around telling us all that he was naked under there! Dylan started calling him "Naked Boy" and so... a new super hero was born!  They came across another zip-up hoodie... so now they are BOTH "Naked Boy."

Tonight, we went outside to play on the tramploline and they asked to wear their "costumes." I agreed...

Yep... naked under there! Although, I do insist they wear underwear. I know, party pooper.

So here is what I know about "Naked Boy" from listening to them play... He spins a lot, he has an invisible forcefield (but it's powerless against other "Naked Boys"), he tackles... and when he does, he says, "whack!"

Here's to hoping they find a new favorite super hero before Halloween.

Connor and Dylan's favorite poem

I have a friend named Larry.
He's eight years old, but hairy.
There's hair on his back.
There's hair up his nose.
Why, he even has hair
Between all his toes.
But he never complains,
or whines or cries.
He can't. There's hair
In his mouth and his eyes.

From Todd and the Talking Pinata Talk Courage
by RH Fuller

Interview with a 5 year old! (Connor)

I'm a little late posting this blog; it's been a little crazy around here!! I found the idea to interview the birthday boy from another friend's blog (and she had some great questions so I used a few of hers - thanks Amber!!) so we can remember this age from his perspective... love it!

Connor - I cannot believe you are 5! You are growing up so fast!! You are such a kind, loving, smart boy and I am so excited to see what God has in store for you this year!

Here is your 5 year old interview:

Mama: What is your favorite color?
Connor: Red and green.

M: What is your favorite toy?
C: Legos

M: What do you want to do when you grow up?
C: Put fires out.

M: Why don't you want to be a policeman anymore?
C: Because I know it's a dangerous job because the bad guys might disobey me.

M: What is your favorite movie?
C: Ice Age Dawn of the Dinosaurs

M: What is your favorite book?
C: Transformers and The Gruffalo

M: Favorite indoor activity?
C: Play and not clean up.

M: Favorite outdoor activity?
C: I don't like to play outside.

M: Don't you like to play on playgrounds?
C: Yes, but only ones that are inside.

M: Favorite food?
C: Chicken casserole and squash casserole.

M: Something you don't like to eat?
C: Green bean casserole. (M: (disclaimer) I promise I make other things besides casseroles!)

M: Favorite game?
C: Battleship.

M: Favorite thing God made?
C: Legos

M: What are you excited about turning 5?
C: Getting new legos.

M: Favorite thing to wear?
C: My tie.

M: Who is your best friend?
C: Daniel.

M: What is your favorite thing to do with me?
C: Play with you.

M: What is your favorite thing to do with daddy?
C: Tickle fight!

M: Where is your favorite place to go?
C: Hot wings. And Walmart to buy legos... because I love legos.

M: What is your favorite thing about Dylan?
C: Playing lego fighters with him.

M: What is your favorite thing about Sam?
C: Tickling him and making him laugh.

M:What does daddy do all day?
C: He works.

M: What does mommy do all day?
C: Stay home and watch after us and help us with school and have fun.

M: What is the best thing about getting older?
C: I get taller than I was before.

M: What about when you stop getting taller?
C: Then I'll be really sad.

M: What else makes you sad?
C: You not letting me buy legos.

M: Do you think you're a little obsessed with legos?
C: What is obsessed?
M: It means you like it so much it's all you think and talk about.
C: Then yes, I'm obsessed.

M: What is your favorite Bible story?
C: About Jesus growing up and loving us.

We love you so much, buddy! You are one. funny. kid!  You are a blessing and we cannot even tell you how much fun you are to be around! We enjoy every moment with you and are excited to see how much you will learn and grow over the next year. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

Sam's 1st birthday!

Happy birthday, Sam... you are 1 year old today! YAY!!!

Oh my... how time flies. I can't believe you are 1 already. It seems like yesterday I was holding your small, newborn body in my arms for the first time. You have blossomed before my very eyes and you continue to change every day! It's hard to keep up!

I wanted to take a minute just to write a little bit about your first year and what you are up to these days. First of all... you adore your mama! I'm not just saying that because I AM your mama... honestly, you really are quite attached. I can hardly leave the room. If I do sneak out, it doesn't take long for you to notice and start showing your discontent. It may sound like I'm complaining... but, I'm not. I love the way you love me, baby!

Let's not leave Daddy out... you rather adore him as well. As soon as he walks in the door you start squeeling and kicking your legs and cannot wait to get in his arms! Then, you just look at me like, "Ha, ha! I've got my daddy now!" He has started taking you out on the front porch swing in the evenings because you LOVE to swing. So, now, as soon as he gets home and picks you up, your sweet, little finger points to the door.

You have 4 teeth - 2 on bottom and 2 on top. You eat regular food with us, but you also still eat some baby food. Your favorite is yogurt. You still nurse quite a bit, so I guess it's time to start cutting back. You want to nurse when you first wake up, when you're tired, when you're hungry, when you're thirsty, when you're hurt, etc., etc., etc.! Soooo... definitely need to find a way to distract you with something else some of those times. It's not going to be easy, but I know we can do it. ;)

You smile a lot... but hardly ever for the camera! I act like a crazy person when I take your picture trying to get you to laugh, but mostly I just get what we call, "the elvis lip." Your top lip just comes up enough to show your teeth, but it's not really a smile. It's still cute, though.

You LOVE to play with your brothers. They are very good playmates and they love to play with you, too. They love to make you smile and laugh so they are constantly tickling you. They always want to kiss you and hug you, especially before you go to bed. They try to teach you about legos and transformers and race cars... and they've been pretty successful. You already push around your tonka truck and make a car vroom sound.

Oh, and you are into everything! You love to explore. You are not walking yet, but it won't be long! You crawl very fast and you walk along the furniture. You can stand on your own and you take 1 or 2 steps before sitting. I have to keep a constant eye on you, which is not an easy task, and one I must say I have failed a time or two... like the time I caught you eating dog bones. (Sorry, Sam, had to post it!)

You can say a few words. Your first one was "Dada" and it's still one of your favorites. You say "Baba" for Mama. You also say Uh-oh, hey there, and thank you - which sounds more like, um, dane doo.  You squeel VERY loudly when you want something... mostly another bite. You love to make funny noises brushing your finger across your lips. It's very funny to watch, you crack yourself up!



We are so thankful for you, sweet boy. We love you so very much and you are such an amazing blessing. You are so much fun to be around and I am looking forward to seeing you flourish even more in your 2nd year! HAPPY 1st BIRTHDAY!!

Sam's first haircut

I broke down... after many requests from the man of the house... to get Sam's hair cut. I believe the words he used were, "It's outrageous." Ha! He cracks me up!! Although I didn't necessarily agree with Sam's hair being outrageous... I could tell it was bothering him, so I was happy to oblige. :)

So here are some pics...

Before:

During:

After:

Sam - I can't believe you've already had your first haircut! You're growing up too fast!! Love you, sweet boy!!

Thank you, Mrs. Joni!! You were very patient with our little wiggle worm! :)

Picture fun!

The other morning I was camera happy and just took some fun pictures of the boys throughout the day as they played. They love making silly faces and running to see themselves on the camera. Such fun!

Sam is 11 months now! 

This boy LOVES granola bars... and making messes!

Play time with the giant bean bags.

Silly faces.

This was supposed to be a "mad face", but Connor said, "Well, I'm not mad so I'll just smile."

Happy face!

 Cletus

Bubba

Brotherly love!

Okay, that's enough love - get off.

Thankful for a fussy baby

Yep, that's right... Tonight I am thankful for a fussy baby. Sounds strange right? Let me explain...

Tonight I was planning on posting pictures from our vacation... or maybe the pictures from our 4th of July celebration... or Chris' birthday (OK, so I'm a little behind on posting!).  But, baby Sam was not a happy camper this evening. He's getting over a double ear infection and a cold, but the antibiotic he's taking makes his little tummy hurt. So, he has had some very unhappy moments in the past week. :(  Tonight was one of those moments. We've also had a very busy weekend so he is super exhausted. I tried laying him down around 7:30 like usual, but he just cried, and cried, and cried some more, which is not usual for him. I always lay him down when he's awake because he won't fall asleep on me; he wants to be in his bed. A lot of people say that's a good thing... but it makes me kind of sad I can't rock him to sleep.

I brought him back downstairs and tried feeding him... didn't work. I tried rocking him in the living room... didn't work.  I tried walking around with him... didn't work. So, after Connor and Dylan were all tucked in, I took him outside and he finally calmed down (going outside usually does - he loves it - come to think of it, all of my babies did). We spent the next hour and a half swinging. At first he was wide awake. We talked, tickled, giggled, sang, and loved on each other. As he started winding down, I sang to him, prayed over him, and just kept swinging. Finally, he found rest and surrendered his tired body to sleep.

I really don't know how to describe it. For me, it was magical. It was beautiful. It was the most precious 90 minutes of my day... of my week. I don't get much time to spend with just him. It stays pretty busy around our house and time to just sit and rock/swing our baby just doesn't come around all that often. Even when I'm nursing him, I'm usally doing something else too... you know... always multitasking! But, tonight... tonight the Lord blessed me with that sweet, precious time. Time I wouldn't have had with him if he had just fallen asleep when I layed him down. So, tonight, I am very thankful for a fussy baby... who is now sleeping tight.

Sweet dreams precious baby of mine.

Raising a Strong-Willed Child

Well... if you know our family, you know who this blog is going to be about!  I'm not writing this blog because I have all the answers to raising a strong-willed child. In fact, I find myself in the opposite position. We are in a constant search for the best way to raise him, to discipline him, to change negative behavior, and so on.  Even today has presented many challenges. So the purpose for this blog is just for us to have a record of what things we are dealing with right now and what has or hasn't worked for us. Every child is different and responds to different things at different times, and so there isn't one right or wrong answer. We want to be the best parents we can be to him. We want to teach him to use all of the wonderful gifts that God has given to him. We want to give him every opportunity to grow and learn. And so... we continue to try new things and learn ourselves.

First - a little about our precious Dylan: In addition to being strong-willed, Dylan is also very full of energy. He is very loving. He loves to play, laugh, have fun, and even to be held and cuddled - especially if he's sleepy or not feeling well. He has a very fun personality and his laughter is contageous. He LOVES to help and wants to be a part of whatever we are doing and he thrives on praise. He also likes for everything to be on his terms. If you tell him to do something, he'll want to finish what he's doing first and get to it when he wants. If you tell him to stop doing something, he always has to do it one more time! These are the main reasons he gets in trouble. When we give instructions, we expect them to be followed immediately. We feel we should only have to say it once. We have set these expectations for Connor and Dylan (and it will be the same for Sam). If we have to repeat ourselves, then there are consequences.

Another big challenge is how he deals with anger. He has hit, kicked, bitten, thrown things, screamed, cried, and other things of the like. That is one place where we need to help him more... teaching him how to better deal with his anger. It is a work in progress, even in my own life. I try to think about how I deal with anger, but I have struggled, too. I have not been a good example. I know that the best ways to deal with anger and a bad attitude are prayer, taking deep breaths, counting, reading, being alone... maybe he and I can work on those together!

So, here are some things we have tried that I feel have not worked well with Dylan:

Spankings - I never really thought I would say this because I do believe spankings work and can serve a purpose in certain circumstances. But, with Dylan, spankings do not change his behavior. Although there are probably times this would be an appropriate punishment, for the most part, they don't work with Dylan.

The corner/time-out - We have put him in time-out before when trying to get him to apologize to someone or trying to get him to complete a task and he refused. We would put him there and say, "you can come out when you're ready to do what we've asked." He has stood there for hours! And, most of the time, he doesn't really seem to mind it.

Yelling at him - OK, I know this is not a punishment anyone actually recommends. But, the truth is, I have gotten so frustrated or angry, I have done it. It makes him cry, his behavior doesn't change, and I feel awful! I always end up apologizing to him and asking him to forgive me and explaining to him that yelling is not ok and mommy messes up sometimes, too. It's very humbling when you have to go to your children for forgiveness.

Now, here are some things that we have found do work well (or we are still trying them):

Redirection - Many times, Dylan just gets bored! He becomes destructive when he's bored. So many times, if I can just find something constructive for him to do, that resolves the destructive behavior. He loves to draw, color, paint, and work with play-dough... anything artistic. He also loves to play in the dirt. He loves to play in the water - sometimes just putting him in the bathtub with bubbles to play does the trick. He also loves to do things to help me. Today I needed to work in the garage, so I turned on the water hose and asked him to water the blueberries and flowers. I gave him the hose and a watering can, he had a blast and was happily occupied for 30 minutes! When he was bored with that I pulled out his water gun, then his basketball goal and ball, then scissors and paper in the basement, then play-dough. I was able to get so much done and as long as he had something to do, he was happy!

Praise for positive behavior - Dylan loves attention. Sometimes I think he misbehaves because he wants attention... any kind of attention. So, when he misbehaves, he definitely gets my attention. We are working on giving him a lot of praise when he is behaving, or we see him share, or we hear him say something nice, or he sits at the table and eats an entire meal without getting up!

Isolation - This is spin on the prior (praise for positive behavior)... instead of giving him attention when he does something he shouldn't (like if he isn't being nice to someone), we make him go to his room by himself. He doesn't get to be a part of family activities when he is misbehaving. He gets a lack of attention, rather than attention. Now, for Connor, this wouldn't work. He loves to be alone in his room! But, Dylan loves to be around others. Our rule is, "be nice to everyone, or be alone in your room." He cannot resume family activities (whether it be a movie, a game, a meal, etc.) until he has had time to think about what he did, changed his attitude and apologized to the person he offended.

The last thing is the one we are still trying to figure out... what to do when he refuses to do something we've asked him to do... like, "pick up those blocks and put them in the bin." And he just stands there and stares at us. We have had a lot of suggestions and we've tried everything including all of the 6 things listed above, plus other things. Nothing seems to work. Has anyone dealt with this one and figured out a solution??

He is such a precious boy with a very tenacious spirit. I love his willingness to try anything and I pray he always keeps that. He is an amazing blessing with many amazing gifts. I pray we can teach him to use all of his gifts to the honor and glory of God, even the gift of a strong will!

Always thinking.

I'm beginning to think I should have made Connor's middle name "manipulate-the-situation"!! He is always coming up with an excuse to try to get out of things he doesn't want to do... and they are usually well thought out and I can see how they would seem to be logical, legitimate excuses to him.  I do have to give him credit for this... he is almost always respectful and calm in his arguments. At 4.5 years old, I'm amazed at how well thought out his words are. BUT, I'm still trying to learn how to respond to these arguments.  I want to teach him to just obey and to not have an argument for everything. I think it's important for him to be able to follow instructions without argument and with a good attitude. But, I also want him to feel free to voice his concerns to me.  In some situations it is clear cut to me that its not open for discussion and he needs to obey immediately. In other situations, its a little more gray and I think maybe we could have a discussion about it and come to an agreeable resolution.  These are hard lessons we are both still learning. He keeps me on my toes, for sure!

So, I have a couple of examples from today:

1. Last weekend, Connor and Dylan had their first t-ball game of the season (they're on the same team - PRECIOUS!).  A lot of our family came to watch them and after the game was over my mom (Mee-maw) surprised them with $5 each. Today I told them we could go to Walmart and they could pick out a toy to spend their $ on and then we could go to the Burger King playground and play for a while. When we arrived at Walmart I told them I wanted to go in through the seasonal entrance so I could look at flowers first. They were really enjoying it at first looking at all of the flowers and choosing their favorites. After a few minutes, Connor said, "Achoo, Achoo." (not sneezing... literally saying the word achoo) He continued, "Man, I must be allergic to these flowers. I guess we better go ahead to the toy section." I had to look at his face to see if he was smiling and just making a joke or if he seriously thought I just fell off the turnip truck and would just say, "oh, ok... let's get away from these flowers then!" No smile. He looked as serious as a heart attack. Well, of course, I had to call him on it... then he started laughing! He and Dylan both patiently waited for me to finish looking, then we went to the toy section. :)

2. So, off to BK we went. After they ate their lunch, we headed out to the playground. They played for a while, but then Connor said he was tired and wanted to sit for a while. (He really just wanted to play with his new toy.) I said, "OK, then get Dylan and let's go home.  If you're tired you should take a nap." He said, "Oh, well, I'm not THAT tired, just a little tired." So I said, "OK, then go play more. We are at a playground and its really nice outside. You should go play." So he did. After a while Sam was getting fussy so I told them it was time to go home for naps. Again, Connor said he wasn't tired enough for a nap. The whole time we were loading up to head home, he kept trying to negotiate... "What if I just lay down and look around my room?" and "OK, I'll take a nap, but only for 20 minutes." I said, "Connor, we're not negotiating. We're going home and taking a nap. Period." So, he was quiet for a while, but I know he was still thinking of how he could get out of this nap. When we were almost home, he said, "Hmmm. I am all sweaty. I better not lay down on my bed because my sheets will get all wet from my hair. I guess I'll just have to deal without a nap today." lol. I just smiled and said, "Well, you can sleep in my bed." He is now in my bed... taking a nap. :)

Oh, Connor - you are an amazing, sweet, and funny boy! You are constantly making me smile and laugh. You have a huge heart and a gentle spirit. And... you are ALWAYS THINKING! I love you! -Mom

7 months old!

Oh my! I can't believe 7 months have already zoomed by! I am trying very hard to cherish every moment of Sam's first year... those moments just keep going by too fast.  I also remember trying to cherish every moment of Connor and Dylan's baby-hood... and with time, unfortunately, a lot of those memories fade. I want to keep a written record of these times so I can look back 10... 15... 30 years from now and just remember all of these precious moments. And I want to be able to share it with them as they get older, so I'm going to start journaling to each of my babies.

So Sam... this one is for you, baby.

I guess the biggest news at this time is you just got your first tooth!! Its in the front on your bottom left... and it is SO cute! You haven't been very fussy with it, in fact you've been more smiley than ever! (maybe showing it off!) You do chew on EVERYTHING, but you've been doing that for months. :) When you were about 4 months old I kept saying, "I definitely think he's teething." And, "He's going to be getting a tooth any day now!" because you just gnawed on anything that came close to your mouth.  Your Dad said, "If you keep saying that, eventually you'll be right." haha - your Dad - such a funny guy. :)

You don't really like baby food. You want what we are eating. Even before you ever tried your first taste of "table" food, you were trying to get to it and turning your nose up to a jar of squash... or whatever. You do LOVE baby yogurt, so you have that every morning for breakfast. For lunch I try (usually unsuccessfully) to give you 1 fruit and 1 vegetable. For dinner you usually eat vegetables off of my plate that I "mush" up for you. You are still nursing quite a bit... about every 3-4 hours (some days more often than that).

You are a very good sleeper! You always have been... and I'm SO very thankful for that! At just 3 weeks old, you were sleeping 5-6 hours straight at night.  Now, you usually go to sleep around 7:30-8:00, you wake up around 5:30 to nurse, and then go back to sleep until around 7:30-8:00. You want to be in your crib to sleep. You will go to sleep in your carseat if we are going somewhere, but you usually wake up as soon as we get to where we're going. And, you won't go to sleep in my arms anymore. You fuss until I lay you down in your crib. As soon as I do, you roll over and close your eyes. You ALWAYS sleep on your belly. I always lay you down on your back, but you immediately roll over. You've been doing that since you were 3-4 months old.

Sleeping in yout carseat with your favorite toy. It's a rubber dino that you love to chew on. I was surprised you fell asleep... I had just set you in here for a minute while we were at CC with Connor.

You love your brothers. They can both make you cackle... it's so funny! They love watching out for you and helping to take care of you. Connor actually did his school presentation on you this past week. Dylan likes to get you clean diapers. They both love playing with you.

You have become a very mild-tempered baby. You used to scream your head off every time I bathed you, or changed your clothes, or changed your diaper.  Maybe it was just being cold that you didn't like... but whatever it was, you definitely didn't like it. Now, you just let me do whatever. People keep telling me you are spoiled to me.  Although I don't really like that term, its kind of true. You are definitely mama's baby. You want me to hold you all the time or atleast be sitting right beside me. You don't like to be in your swing, jumper, exersaucer, or any other contraption. Others can hold you as long as you don't see me. As soon as I'm in your sight, you start fussing and flapping your arms and stop as soon as I get you. I can't say that I mind! :) I love making you laugh and you have the biggest grin.  Sometimes it can be a little hard to get things done around the house, but I just keep remembering this poem...

Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth
empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
hang out the washing and butter the bread,
sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking...

...The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
for children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.

by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton

I love you so much sweet baby, Sam!

Connor's Dental Drama (Part 2)

Soooooo happy to report that Connor's dental work he needed is complete! Today's appointment went very well. They actually didn't have to do as much as they initially thought on his right side. They did 2 baby root canals with crowns, but no fillings (initially they thought they would need to do 2 on that side).

I felt so bad taking him this morning because he was crying. He was sedated again, and he calmed down after he took the medicine. This time they started the procedure about 20 minutes after he took the medicine, which was better. Last time they waited an hour and 1/2 and it seemed like it was already starting to wear off by the time they started.

The dentist came and talked to me afterwards. She said when she was finished Connor hugged her and said, "Thank you for fixing my teeth."  LOVE that sweet boy!! He is resting comfortably now. :)

Where does the time go?

I can't help but notice how fast my children are growing up.  It seems like yesterday that Connor was born.  Each day just races by and while I am trying to create memories with my family, I find it hard to remember them!  Most days are just a blur.

So, I started thinking... why is it that each day goes by so quickly and is there anything I can do to slow things down?? I think the main reason is most days are very busy. When I'm very busy, time does go by fast. And I started to evaluate... what are we busy doing?  We have school time, play time, arts/crafts time, chores, meals and clean up, diaper changes, feeding the baby, errands, etc... but then there are the things that I "have" to do that I really don't have to do. One of my biggest time wasters is getting online. I turn the computer on and my intent is to look up something very specific, but while I'm on I go ahead and check my e-mail, and oooh, I need to respond to this and follow up on that and look up such and such.  An hour later the boys are fighting or crying or have destroyed the entire house (which I haven't noticed while I was doing all those things I just had to do), so I turn off the computer... and never did that specific thing that I got on there to do!! I have other time wasters too, but that is probably the biggest one.

So here is my new plan... 1) I'm going to be better about making daily lists (I love lists!) of have to's vs. would like to's. 2) When I go to check my e-mail or look something up, I'm going to set the timer. And 3) I'm going to start my day earlier. I really like sleeping in, but I know my days would go much more smoothly if I did a few things (like take a shower or have some quiet time) before the children wake up. These are all things within my control to slow things down and enjoy each day more.  There are probably more things I can do that I will add to this "new plan" list, but it's past my bed time and I just said I'm going to start getting up earlier!

Connor's Dental Drama (Part 1)

A couple of weeks ago Connor had his first dentist appointment.  I could see that he had a few cavities and I was prepared for them to tell me he needed a few fillings. I was NOT prepared for ALL of the dental work they said he needed! We are very diligent to brush Connor and Dylan's teeth twice a day (no, we don't floss like we should - but we will now!), plus we have heard that juice can lead to tooth decay so we limit their juice to once a day and that is watered down... I thought we were taking all of the necessary precautions. Well, Connor needed 3 baby root canals with 3 crowns and 4 fillings! Yikes! I SO wish we had taken him to the dentist a year ago. That would have been the key to avoiding all of this.

So, they said we would split it up into 2 sessions doing 1 side at a time and he would need sedation each time. At this office, they do concious sedation and I was more than a little nervous.  For those of you who know Connor, he can be a little... well... dramatic. I mean, for the first 3 years of his life he cried hysterically every time he got a haircut. I went to another dentist for a second opinion, and he confirmed what the 1st dentist said.

This past Thursday (11-17) Connor had the 1st side done (1 baby root canal with crown and 2 fillings). It went VERY well! He cried some when we first went back to the room and he didn't want to take the medicine. We finally were able to get it in him and he started to calm down.  They said it would take about an hour to kick in and they would be back. I was not prepared for what came next.  It wasn't bad... just unexpected. I had never seen anyone under conscious sedation, especially not a child. I felt bad for him, but at the same time it was surprisingly funny!  He said the funniest things... and you know I had to get some of it on video on my phone. Here is one of the clips:

OK - so here are some of his quotes under sedation (and everything he said was in a very serious tone):

• I think I'm going to name this dog Tip....... because........ because....... what did I just say?  (after I reminded him)... Oh yeah, I'm going to name this dog Tip Jerry Wally, after Deeda. (Deeda is what he calls my dad, Jerry Waldrop) :)
• I feel like I'm moving (heard at the end of the attached clip). I really like this chair. Can we swipe it? I wonder how we could fold it up and get it in the van.
• This room is very silly.

After the procedure was over he never complained once.  He didn't need any pain medicine.  He just played and was happy the rest of the day and the next morning! His next session will be on December 6th.  I will post Connor's Dental Drama Part 2 afterwards. :)