Friday, January 11, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Ta Da!!!
Now son you're getting bigger
Oh yes its really true
Soon you'll be ready to do something new
So here is your new potty where you go poo
It's where you sit to do what you gotta doo-doo
It's potty time - now get down low
It's potty time - just let it go!
It's potty time - go with the flow
It's potty time - you can do it, I know!
Never again will I doubt such words of wisdom by saying things like this:
"After watching grown men singing in falsetto about pooping and peeing and hearing one full hour of poop and pee talk Saben decided he wanted to sit on Connor's potty chair and Mommy decided she was never ever watching another Elmo video. "
That's right folks, the seemingly impossible was accomplished yesterday with a little help from Elmo.... Saben figured out how to pee in his potty!!!!!
I have been spastically trying to get Saben potty trained for a few months now. By spastically I mean that I give up everytime because he usually wets his underwear & pants 3 times in just a few minutes, I run out of clean underwear, Annika starts screaming and I give up for another month.
He has been completely non-interested, even rebelious about potty training. He hated his big boy underwear & never wanted to try wearing it and he certainly never asked to sit on the potty or told me when he needed to go.
In moments of desperation I have tried most things - Potty books, big boy underwear, bribery, etc. Tuesday I just happened to see the Potty Elmo DVD in the store and decided to spend yet another $10 to see if that would help.
We watched it Tuesday night & then put underwear on Wednesday morning. He wet his undies just a little & I had him go sit on the potty and....low and behold he went. And then stopped and then started again. And then did it again 8 times yesterday. He just sits down and goes. Absolutely amazing.
We went out to Mallards to celebrate. .
It seems like all of Saben's new tricks go this way.... He resists strongly and makes zero progress and then suddenly it just all falls in to place. And now for a huge knock on wood because I am totally freaked out that he's going to regress now that I wrote this
Oh yes its really true
Soon you'll be ready to do something new
So here is your new potty where you go poo
It's where you sit to do what you gotta doo-doo
It's potty time - now get down low
It's potty time - just let it go!
It's potty time - go with the flow
It's potty time - you can do it, I know!
Never again will I doubt such words of wisdom by saying things like this:
"After watching grown men singing in falsetto about pooping and peeing and hearing one full hour of poop and pee talk Saben decided he wanted to sit on Connor's potty chair and Mommy decided she was never ever watching another Elmo video. "
That's right folks, the seemingly impossible was accomplished yesterday with a little help from Elmo.... Saben figured out how to pee in his potty!!!!!
I have been spastically trying to get Saben potty trained for a few months now. By spastically I mean that I give up everytime because he usually wets his underwear & pants 3 times in just a few minutes, I run out of clean underwear, Annika starts screaming and I give up for another month.
He has been completely non-interested, even rebelious about potty training. He hated his big boy underwear & never wanted to try wearing it and he certainly never asked to sit on the potty or told me when he needed to go.
In moments of desperation I have tried most things - Potty books, big boy underwear, bribery, etc. Tuesday I just happened to see the Potty Elmo DVD in the store and decided to spend yet another $10 to see if that would help.
We watched it Tuesday night & then put underwear on Wednesday morning. He wet his undies just a little & I had him go sit on the potty and....low and behold he went. And then stopped and then started again. And then did it again 8 times yesterday. He just sits down and goes. Absolutely amazing.
We went out to Mallards to celebrate. .
It seems like all of Saben's new tricks go this way.... He resists strongly and makes zero progress and then suddenly it just all falls in to place. And now for a huge knock on wood because I am totally freaked out that he's going to regress now that I wrote this
Christmas Day
After a crazy family Christmas Eve (see post below) we had a wonderful, relaxing Christmas day. We usually travel to one of our parent's houses on Christmas day and I'd been thinking it would be nice to start staying home in a few years...but suddenly going to someone else's house where there are plenty of people to cook, clean & help watch your children seems like such an awesome idea. Why on earth would I want to stay home and do all that by myself???? Here's a few last pics from Christmas with my parents.
Papa spending 1 1/2 hours putting together Saben's new toy kitchen
Great Grandpa, Pumpkin (the cat) and lots of goodies
Boys playing with cars. (my brother's old hotwheel sets. I looked for something similar EVERYWHERE and could not find one like it for Saben's Christmas present)
Christmas Resolutions
Note to self: Just because your son is finally old enough to remember/enjoy Christmas does NOT mean you need to squeeze in absolutely every single Christmas tradition you ever remember loving as a kid into one single day.
That pretty much sums it up. This was our (my) to do list on Christmas Eve:
1. Make cinnamon rolls
2. Make homemade gourmet Mac & Cheese for dinner
3. Go to a Christmas Eve service
4. Drive around & look at Christmas lights
5. Finish wrapping a few last gifts
6. Leave cookies out for Santa
It doesn't look that bad, but when you start throwing in temper tantrums (saben didn't like my macaroni & cheese) and missed naps, it starts to get crazy. Plus it was a gorgeous day outside and we were all stuck inside doing what my husband deemed "chores". At the end of the day he ponted out how nice it would have been to pack up the family and go take a nice walk in the sun and suddenly I saw the logic in that.
The night culminated in driving to a retirement neighborhood with tons of lights and getting stuck in the line of cars while Annika reached her end & started wailing in the backseat. It took us another 20 minutes just to make our way out of the neighborhood. Of course it had been my insistence that took us to the neighborhood, Kyle had suggested we head home and I'd said "just one last place....." Now imagine me gamely singing Christmas carols all by myself the whole time, while annika is screaming hoarsly in the back seat. sigh.
So...new years resolution - be flexible next Christmas. Its funny how you can grow up reading, hearing & watching scenarios like this your whole life and you always think, oh, I'll never do that! Then suddenly there you are, the rushed, harried, crazy Christmas Mom who is driving her family nuts and forgetting what Christmas is really about.
That pretty much sums it up. This was our (my) to do list on Christmas Eve:
1. Make cinnamon rolls
2. Make homemade gourmet Mac & Cheese for dinner
3. Go to a Christmas Eve service
4. Drive around & look at Christmas lights
5. Finish wrapping a few last gifts
6. Leave cookies out for Santa
It doesn't look that bad, but when you start throwing in temper tantrums (saben didn't like my macaroni & cheese) and missed naps, it starts to get crazy. Plus it was a gorgeous day outside and we were all stuck inside doing what my husband deemed "chores". At the end of the day he ponted out how nice it would have been to pack up the family and go take a nice walk in the sun and suddenly I saw the logic in that.
The night culminated in driving to a retirement neighborhood with tons of lights and getting stuck in the line of cars while Annika reached her end & started wailing in the backseat. It took us another 20 minutes just to make our way out of the neighborhood. Of course it had been my insistence that took us to the neighborhood, Kyle had suggested we head home and I'd said "just one last place....." Now imagine me gamely singing Christmas carols all by myself the whole time, while annika is screaming hoarsly in the back seat. sigh.
So...new years resolution - be flexible next Christmas. Its funny how you can grow up reading, hearing & watching scenarios like this your whole life and you always think, oh, I'll never do that! Then suddenly there you are, the rushed, harried, crazy Christmas Mom who is driving her family nuts and forgetting what Christmas is really about.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Power
Sunday night this is where we had dinner:
Pizza made by headlamp, cooked in a woodfire oven, eaten by candle light. Our power went out at 5pm along with part of downtown. What fun!
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Snapshots of Christmas in three parts
December 22nd - Grandma & Grandpa Youngs
Playing some pool - Saben loves playing with Grandma & Grandpa's pool table and finally figured out how to sit on the exercise ball so Grandpa doesn't have to hold him up for hours anymore. G&G Young got him a golf set which he loved, but now we're thinking maybe a pool table would have been even better....
Smile with the presents - Saben has become rebelious about smiling for a camera. I have some great shots of him covering his face & with his eyes closed, but this is his classic "fake" smile.
Mommy & Annika waiting to open gifts.
Family time on Christmas Eve:
Ready for Christmas!!
I'm ready for Christmas too!!!
Christmas morning:
Look mommy, santa left me some candy...what do you mean I can only have two pieces before breakfast?
Post Christmas relaxation:
Thursday, December 27, 2007
All I want for Christmas....
Merry Christmas sweet Annika, mommy found your first tooth just barely poking through on Christmas day! Now two days later it is definitely there, nice and sharp when you gnaw on my finger like you love to do.
More on Christmas later....
More on Christmas later....
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Welcome to my home
I have enjoyed getting a glimpse into people's homes & gorgeous decorating styles when they share photos or tours via their blogs so I thought I'd do one of my own. For now I am just going to do the bathroom.
All of our light fixtures are quite vintage, like the one above the mirror here.
For added safety, we have this bar in our shower to keep our guests from falling and suing us.
Our shower curtain rod is clearly labeled to avoid confusion.
There is a nice hole where the shower comes out so you can peek in and check for water damage.
The entrance to the bathroom has a sort of mosaic effect so that you can view the layers of history under the linoleum. Also notice the gray plastic trim piece that normally you would only find in elegant places like public restrooms. Its quite pleasing how the former owners layered it on top of nice fir trimwork.
This window used to have a gorgeous black plastic bag taped up for privacy. Six months later, I grew bored with that, so I taped up some patterned tissue paper. I am quite fond of the effect and its been in place for almost two years now.
Another vintage item, our rusted out sink. The counters, like the floors, are multilayered, with the final layer being this piece of weathered contact paper, with the upper corners of the "backsplash" held in place on the wall by scotch tape.
Sometimes when really special guests come over we like to put on a fresh layer of duct tape to hold the floor down in this corner.
Joking aside, this is the last room on our main level we have left to remodel. We have spent the last 2 1/2 years thinking "oh, we'll just leave that for now because we'll remodel it soon". So its sort of gross. But I am proud to say we did replace the old cushioned toilet seat that used to be there. Using someone elses cushioned seat really grosses me out.
I'm not just whining either, I think the bathroom is hilarious & since we actually do plan to remodel it soon (really!) I thought I'd record it for posterity.
Hero
So yesterday around 5pm I heard this loud loud long crashing sound outside. There's only one thing that makes that sort of noise....car wrecks. I ran out the front door in my slippers, holding Annika, just in time to see this blue mini van creeping into the intersection, dragging pieces behind it.
It turned in front of our house...and suddenly took off! Being the poor thinker that I am, I sprinted down the front walk (in slippers holding a baby, don't forget) and down the sidewalk trying to get a plate number. I got the first three and soon police were everywhere. Luckily no one was hurt, just managed to somehow smash up 3 parked cars right on the side of our house, none of which were ours.
In the 2 1/2 years we've lived here I have run down the sidewalk in my socks or slippers 3 times. This was the shortest jaunt so far, the other times I went almost 3 blocks before coming to my senses.
Once was when our neighbor crashed her car down the hill from us, and once, believe it or not, I was merely chasing the tracks of a tree that had been uprooted from our yard overnight and dragged down the sidewalk. We did find the tree several blocks away. Apparently I tend to act impulsively when adreneline kicks in. Watch out.
It turned in front of our house...and suddenly took off! Being the poor thinker that I am, I sprinted down the front walk (in slippers holding a baby, don't forget) and down the sidewalk trying to get a plate number. I got the first three and soon police were everywhere. Luckily no one was hurt, just managed to somehow smash up 3 parked cars right on the side of our house, none of which were ours.
In the 2 1/2 years we've lived here I have run down the sidewalk in my socks or slippers 3 times. This was the shortest jaunt so far, the other times I went almost 3 blocks before coming to my senses.
Once was when our neighbor crashed her car down the hill from us, and once, believe it or not, I was merely chasing the tracks of a tree that had been uprooted from our yard overnight and dragged down the sidewalk. We did find the tree several blocks away. Apparently I tend to act impulsively when adreneline kicks in. Watch out.
Fridge
Today I pulled four baggies of leftover cut up lemon pieces & one baggie of 1/2 a lime out of my fridge. Only 1/2 of the bags had mold though.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Christmas Surprise
The other day I went on a hike with Vale and Kyle took the kids on a walk while I was gone. When we all returned home I asked Saben what they had done.
Saben: "We went on a walk....and went to a store"
Mommy: "Oh, a store? Which one?"
Saben: "Four Stars"
Which is the name of a boutique I really like in Fairhaven. Where Kyle probably (hopefully!) "secretly" did some Christmas shopping. So we learned to be really careful about what you tell him because he spent the next 15 minutes chanting "Four Stars....We went to Four Stars..." Thank goodness he didn't see what Kyle bought. (if anything)
Saben: "We went on a walk....and went to a store"
Mommy: "Oh, a store? Which one?"
Saben: "Four Stars"
Which is the name of a boutique I really like in Fairhaven. Where Kyle probably (hopefully!) "secretly" did some Christmas shopping. So we learned to be really careful about what you tell him because he spent the next 15 minutes chanting "Four Stars....We went to Four Stars..." Thank goodness he didn't see what Kyle bought. (if anything)
Dedication
Annika got dedicated today in church. We had lots of family there and she wore this cute little handkerchief bonnet that Sandy made that she can use someday in her wedding for "something old". I have it all on video tape, so I won't describe the whole thing in detail. But it was beautiful even though I was a nervous wreck that Annika was going to lose it since she was getting hungry. My Dad said it was "one of the nicest dedications he's ever been too" but he might have been a bit prejuidiced.
Saben spent the whole time up front trying to figure out if he could get away with blowing out the candles in the front of the church. He had so much fun that on the way back to our pew he started skipping, almost fell and then broke out into a little dance right there in the isle. I think he might just do ok in Shauna's wedding in a few months.
Saben spent the whole time up front trying to figure out if he could get away with blowing out the candles in the front of the church. He had so much fun that on the way back to our pew he started skipping, almost fell and then broke out into a little dance right there in the isle. I think he might just do ok in Shauna's wedding in a few months.
Laughter II
For the record, Annika still thinks it is hilarious when saben falls down. (She did her big laugh for him again this afternoon) However, she is not amused when Mommy spins around and then falls down. It did make her grin a lot and I even got a few giggles tonite when I stuck my face on her belly and made "boobeedoo" noises on it after I fell.
I can't really blame her, I also generally laugh pretty hard when people fall down. In soccer I would always laugh first and then realize people were hurt and feel really bad. The worst was the time Amy U. kicked a soccer ball in a guys groin and I laughed really hard and he was in so much pain he had to drive home. Then there was the time she kicked at the ball and fell backwards into a huge mud puddle. That was my very favorite. Sigh. I miss soccer.
I can't really blame her, I also generally laugh pretty hard when people fall down. In soccer I would always laugh first and then realize people were hurt and feel really bad. The worst was the time Amy U. kicked a soccer ball in a guys groin and I laughed really hard and he was in so much pain he had to drive home. Then there was the time she kicked at the ball and fell backwards into a huge mud puddle. That was my very favorite. Sigh. I miss soccer.
Friday, December 14, 2007
Laughter
Tonite Kyle was holding Annika and commented on how much she loves to watch Saben. He was doing his best to entertain her but she just stared doggedly at her big brother. Saben was twirling around singing "Ring around the Rosie" and when he fell down... She suddenly let out the longest laugh ever. He did it several more times and she kept on laughing her head off. She even did it enough times for me to catch it on video tape.
Annika has giggled occaisionally, just little short 2 syllable ones that barely count, when we tickle her and do other funny parent stuff. But this was definitely the first real laughter that went on for several seconds. It made my heart warm and cozy.
Annika has giggled occaisionally, just little short 2 syllable ones that barely count, when we tickle her and do other funny parent stuff. But this was definitely the first real laughter that went on for several seconds. It made my heart warm and cozy.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Friday, December 07, 2007
Ode to a Cranberry
Oh my lovely sparkling cranberry.
So round. So very very round.
Washing you is a pleasure
You shine redly in the colander like a bunch of decapitated rudolph noses winking up at me.
Effortlessly, you bejewel sauces, meats and bread with your charms
Later your tart sassiness will fill my mouth with holiday cheer.
So round. So very very round.
Washing you is a pleasure
You shine redly in the colander like a bunch of decapitated rudolph noses winking up at me.
Effortlessly, you bejewel sauces, meats and bread with your charms
Later your tart sassiness will fill my mouth with holiday cheer.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Snow & Cookies
Maybe not quite Christmas card material....
Daddy pegging the boy with a snowball (many snowballs actually. till he cried.)
Our first family sugar cookie decorating party. 2nd try's a charm, the first night he had a total meltdown & we postponed.
culinary works of art
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Christmas
I love how every year Christmas just keeps getting better and better. It finally feels like Saben is really old enough to enjoy and appreciate the holidays. Watching him go through our christmas decoration box wsa fun and hanging lights in the windows together was even better. He loves the lights and helped hand me all the suction cups to get them up.
Getting our tree was lots of fun too. Kyle let Saben carry the saw for the first time, which freaked me out a little, but I got used to it. Then Saben gave the saw back to Kyle, who decides that THROWING IT IN THE AIR and catching it would be fun. If you know Kyle, he does this with everything, all the time. He especially enjoys doing it with things that could break or hurt him. So really, that didn't bother me at all, I am used to it and barely noticed.
Until....
Saben wants to carry the saw again and guess what he does? Yep, he throws it up in the air and it comes down and hits his hand. Luckily no damage done except for a little scratch and the verbal beating Kyle received from his wife about being a good example and thinking a little harder before doing things in front of his impressionable son.
So yes, our tree is up, lights up, quite a bit of Christmas shopping done and its not even December yet! We also watched our first Christmas movie with Saben - We decided to get Polar Express since it has the whole Train thing going for it. What I didn't remember is how ominous that movie is. I remember now that when I saw it the first time it kept feeling like something awful was going to happen any minute.
Saben didn't like it at all, we didn't say anything, but he started freaking out pretty early on, even when we tried really hard to reassure him that the ticket blowing around was probably going to be ok. Oh well. I can't decide if Rudolph is worth trying or not.
What I really can't wait for is to see if he screams again this year on Santa's lap. heh heh heh.
Getting our tree was lots of fun too. Kyle let Saben carry the saw for the first time, which freaked me out a little, but I got used to it. Then Saben gave the saw back to Kyle, who decides that THROWING IT IN THE AIR and catching it would be fun. If you know Kyle, he does this with everything, all the time. He especially enjoys doing it with things that could break or hurt him. So really, that didn't bother me at all, I am used to it and barely noticed.
Until....
Saben wants to carry the saw again and guess what he does? Yep, he throws it up in the air and it comes down and hits his hand. Luckily no damage done except for a little scratch and the verbal beating Kyle received from his wife about being a good example and thinking a little harder before doing things in front of his impressionable son.
So yes, our tree is up, lights up, quite a bit of Christmas shopping done and its not even December yet! We also watched our first Christmas movie with Saben - We decided to get Polar Express since it has the whole Train thing going for it. What I didn't remember is how ominous that movie is. I remember now that when I saw it the first time it kept feeling like something awful was going to happen any minute.
Saben didn't like it at all, we didn't say anything, but he started freaking out pretty early on, even when we tried really hard to reassure him that the ticket blowing around was probably going to be ok. Oh well. I can't decide if Rudolph is worth trying or not.
What I really can't wait for is to see if he screams again this year on Santa's lap. heh heh heh.
Hot Chocolate
I have finally found the hot chocolate of my dreams. I have spent years trying different recipes for hot cocoa, only to be disappointed that the results were not as chocolately as I hoped. For me, the ultimate cocoa is one that satisfies a chocolate craving as well as a chocolate bar would. Thick, rich and not too sweet.
This recipe I just posted on my recipe blog is sublime, even just using 50% cocoa "Pound Plus" bars from Trader Joes and boring supermarket cocoa. Someday I will try the combo of Valhrona cocoa and Scharffenburger chocolate which the author reccomends as his very favorite. I put both on my christmas list this year. : )
This recipe I just posted on my recipe blog is sublime, even just using 50% cocoa "Pound Plus" bars from Trader Joes and boring supermarket cocoa. Someday I will try the combo of Valhrona cocoa and Scharffenburger chocolate which the author reccomends as his very favorite. I put both on my christmas list this year. : )
Saben 2 years 8 months
Hard
Saben's 2nd year has been marked by us saying things like "oh, now he's hit the terrible twos!" (May) "Wait, ok NOW he's definitely two" (August) and "WOW. He is DEFNIITELY two now. Yikes" (November)
We are definitely in a low spot behavior wise with him. We are really trying to get him to try more foods and everynight so far (for 2 weeks) is a screaming fit trying to get him to take one tiny tiny bite of one new thing. Bedtime involves him calling us at least 3-5 times to his room for more water or other made up reasons. Everything we suggest doing, from diaper changes, to going fun places is met with "No!" and running away. Shopping often involves screaming in the shopping cart.
So we are ironing out our discipline methods once again and trying to be steady while he works through it all. He has also been much more attention hungry lately than ever before. He rarely plays contentedly with his toys by himself like he used to, he would rather do stuff with Kyle & I. Not sure if its the lack of new toys since his birthday in March or just the need for interaction these days.
Apparently Saben is also making up for lost time when it comes to childproofing. Suddenly he is playing with plug ins, sticking scary things in his mouth like small bouncy balls, coins & magnets, (we never have had to worry about him choking much, he never put things in his mouth before) and recently we pulled a popcorn seed and a small ball out of his nostril. (two incidents, not at the same time)
Still no progress on potty training either, in January we will start really pushing it. I can't wait.
Wonderful
Saben loves playing games where we make his toys "talk". He has eight cars who all have names & go on adventures together. He is really into make believe lately, everything from making "fires" out of everyday objects to pretending to be a monster who is eating up our kitchen. He is obsessed now with garage doors and everything in our house is a garage door. Except for his markers, they are popsicles.
He loves running around and is getting a lot better at riding his glider bike. He dawdles in that curious preschooler way on walks and likes to observe the color of each and every garage door we pass. He loves drawing, playdough and helping mommy make food. (No, he does not eat everything he helps make, he is quite content to put zuchinni in a pot and not touch it for dinner thank you very much)
I have more to write, but will post it separately later. Time to go play with the boy.
Saben's 2nd year has been marked by us saying things like "oh, now he's hit the terrible twos!" (May) "Wait, ok NOW he's definitely two" (August) and "WOW. He is DEFNIITELY two now. Yikes" (November)
We are definitely in a low spot behavior wise with him. We are really trying to get him to try more foods and everynight so far (for 2 weeks) is a screaming fit trying to get him to take one tiny tiny bite of one new thing. Bedtime involves him calling us at least 3-5 times to his room for more water or other made up reasons. Everything we suggest doing, from diaper changes, to going fun places is met with "No!" and running away. Shopping often involves screaming in the shopping cart.
So we are ironing out our discipline methods once again and trying to be steady while he works through it all. He has also been much more attention hungry lately than ever before. He rarely plays contentedly with his toys by himself like he used to, he would rather do stuff with Kyle & I. Not sure if its the lack of new toys since his birthday in March or just the need for interaction these days.
Apparently Saben is also making up for lost time when it comes to childproofing. Suddenly he is playing with plug ins, sticking scary things in his mouth like small bouncy balls, coins & magnets, (we never have had to worry about him choking much, he never put things in his mouth before) and recently we pulled a popcorn seed and a small ball out of his nostril. (two incidents, not at the same time)
Still no progress on potty training either, in January we will start really pushing it. I can't wait.
Wonderful
Saben loves playing games where we make his toys "talk". He has eight cars who all have names & go on adventures together. He is really into make believe lately, everything from making "fires" out of everyday objects to pretending to be a monster who is eating up our kitchen. He is obsessed now with garage doors and everything in our house is a garage door. Except for his markers, they are popsicles.
He loves running around and is getting a lot better at riding his glider bike. He dawdles in that curious preschooler way on walks and likes to observe the color of each and every garage door we pass. He loves drawing, playdough and helping mommy make food. (No, he does not eat everything he helps make, he is quite content to put zuchinni in a pot and not touch it for dinner thank you very much)
I have more to write, but will post it separately later. Time to go play with the boy.
Annika 4 months
Holidays, business trips, sickness, trying to get a jump on Christmas and it's been a busy couple weeks for us! Annika turned 4 months last week and here are her stats from her checkup:
Height: 26 1/8"
Weight: 14lbs 4oz
Annika can now turn both directions. She accomplished back to front a couple weeks ago. She also grabs things and brings them to her mouth now.
Annika seems to be quite the people person. I've mentioned before that she hates just hanging out in the exersaucer. She also has this charming habit of watching people, even strangers, till they look her way. As soon as she catches their eye, she gives them a huge grin. It is so cute and its funny when she does it to people when we're out in public.
She has been loving her Daddy lately and last night just stared at him all over the house & smiled huge everytime he came nearto talk to her. I was holding her and couldn't even get her to look at me, the little stinker. Then she finally turned and threw up right on my stomache.
Annika loves her pacifier and I can get her to sleep easy with it. But lately she's been waking up around 11 or 12, and again at 3-4. Then she finally sleeps till 9 or 10am.
The other thing I love is that Annika is starting to really hold on to me, when I carry her, she's no longer an inert bundle, she puts her arms around my shoulder and steadies herself. She loves touching & kneading me with her hands & arms while nursing and always keeps one arm touching me when she is in bed sleeping next to me. (if I move away a bit she reaches out to find me, even in her sleep)
She seems to be a bit braver than her brother was when it comes to being lifted in the air. She is all smiles these days when we whirl her around. She also loves all her toys now, from the "baby gym" to her Lamaze doll "emily" but still prefers humans to anything else.
We love you Annika!
Height: 26 1/8"
Weight: 14lbs 4oz
Annika can now turn both directions. She accomplished back to front a couple weeks ago. She also grabs things and brings them to her mouth now.
Annika seems to be quite the people person. I've mentioned before that she hates just hanging out in the exersaucer. She also has this charming habit of watching people, even strangers, till they look her way. As soon as she catches their eye, she gives them a huge grin. It is so cute and its funny when she does it to people when we're out in public.
She has been loving her Daddy lately and last night just stared at him all over the house & smiled huge everytime he came nearto talk to her. I was holding her and couldn't even get her to look at me, the little stinker. Then she finally turned and threw up right on my stomache.
Annika loves her pacifier and I can get her to sleep easy with it. But lately she's been waking up around 11 or 12, and again at 3-4. Then she finally sleeps till 9 or 10am.
The other thing I love is that Annika is starting to really hold on to me, when I carry her, she's no longer an inert bundle, she puts her arms around my shoulder and steadies herself. She loves touching & kneading me with her hands & arms while nursing and always keeps one arm touching me when she is in bed sleeping next to me. (if I move away a bit she reaches out to find me, even in her sleep)
She seems to be a bit braver than her brother was when it comes to being lifted in the air. She is all smiles these days when we whirl her around. She also loves all her toys now, from the "baby gym" to her Lamaze doll "emily" but still prefers humans to anything else.
We love you Annika!
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Who knew?
Predictable, but still disturbing to see Jesus portrayed by a carrot.
Jesus really should have come to earth as a teddy bear, think of the impact that would have had on his ministry.
Ugh
Nativity w/ a "Quilt Theme" because the appeal of pairing quilts w/ Jesus should be immediately obvious.
Baby Jesus s'more snowman makes me sort of hungry. See how they aren't just s'mores, they are snowmen made of s'mores made to resemble the nativity? Very clever twist, that one.
This Mary mouse looks like she is about to devour her young. See the whole set here.
All these pics are amusing, but what really made my night was a description with the phrase:
"Set includes a velcro backed baby Jesus"
I sure wish my babies came backed with Velcro.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Sleep, part 20
Amazingly, Annika will now go to bed incredibly easy. For the last 1 1/2 weeks. The magic trick was primarily switching her to a giant 6-12 month old pacifier which she LOVES. It has helped us so much. All I have to do is pop it in her mouth & lay her in bed after nursing and she just nods off eventually all by herself.
Plus we bought her a new CD player & play white noise womb sounds which helps her stay asleep, she was acting so sensitive to noises in the house & waking up a lot from stupid stuff like toilets flushing & the dog barking in the back yard.
Unfortunately she's been waking a lot earier than she was - 1-4am instead of 5-6am. But I don't really mind, it is much better now than when she slept through the night but took hours to go to sleep & didn't nap. She just nurses once & then sleeps till 7:30 am or so.
She is napping a lot better too, a short morning one & at least an hour in the afternoon.
Sigh. It is sooooo nice. (I am almost afraid to post this because that will probably make everything go haywire again.)
Plus we bought her a new CD player & play white noise womb sounds which helps her stay asleep, she was acting so sensitive to noises in the house & waking up a lot from stupid stuff like toilets flushing & the dog barking in the back yard.
Unfortunately she's been waking a lot earier than she was - 1-4am instead of 5-6am. But I don't really mind, it is much better now than when she slept through the night but took hours to go to sleep & didn't nap. She just nurses once & then sleeps till 7:30 am or so.
She is napping a lot better too, a short morning one & at least an hour in the afternoon.
Sigh. It is sooooo nice. (I am almost afraid to post this because that will probably make everything go haywire again.)
Foraging
Silly me, all anxious to use my new mushroomy words and I screwed it up.
I went to a FORAY and went FORAGING for mushrooms. Not Foraying. But it did sound so cool.
Actually who knows, I think that's correct, but I'm too lazy to actually look it up.
I went to a FORAY and went FORAGING for mushrooms. Not Foraying. But it did sound so cool.
Actually who knows, I think that's correct, but I'm too lazy to actually look it up.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Foraying
So about six weeks ago we went on this gorgeous hike with the kids. On the way down I started noticing that there were mushrooms everywhere. Big ones, teeny ones, purple ones, red ones. Suddenly the thought occurred - how much fun would it be if I knew which ones to eat? I had just read a couple books that mentioned wild mushroom collecting in Europe & how they are eaten so often over there and I started dreaming of going out with the kids someday, treasure hunting & bringing home a wild feast. (for free!)
After the hike I sort of forgot about it until I saw a story in the paper about a mushroom show. I went, brought some mushrooms from my yard which were identified as edible "blewitts" and was hooked. (we won't discuss what happened when I tried to cook my blewitts for dinner one night and kyle realized I'd picked them from the yard where Roxxy roams. And yes, pees. But really, I am positive they weren't peed on. That's my delusion and I'm sticking to it.)
Now I am an official member of a mushroomers club, the one that put on the show. I attended my first meeting on thursday and well... I won't get into that either, except that a really really nice man spent 40 minutes talking about fungus that eat nemotodes. And showed at least 30 pictures (magnified) of mushroom mycellium catching them which basically was a bunch of fuzzy lines & shapes that were about as fascinating as a pile of my hair on the bathroom floor. I chose to leave before the follow-up 20 minute video presentation of a veritable slaughter of nematodes by angry mushrooms.
Almost put off, but not quite, I showed up this morning for my first mushroom foray with the club. Everything I had read says that you MUST go with experts for your first few mushroom hunts so that they can help you identify things. Just relying on book descriptions isn't the best way to do it. We had fun, although I didn't really get to see any of the ones I am hoping to find. (chanterelles, boletes & hedgehogs)
Now, you might expect that this mushrooming group would be a bunch of hippies & really funky people with lots of dreads, colorful clothing and body odor. You would be wrong. For some reason, I am drawn to hobbies that are predominated by people over the age of 50. At least 2/3 of the people there had gray hair and of the 25 or so who showed up ONE girl was within 10 years of my age. (My neighborhood gardening club is the same way - its me and a bunch of people 20-30 years older than me) Everyone was quite dignified but kind of geeky as they gleefully examined & discussed all the mushrooms. I fit right in.
Probably some of the people are grown old hippies, but the ones I talked to included a master bee keeper who is going to Rawanda to help with bee polination stuff and an ex-chef of a very esteemed anacortes restaurant who was cooking a bunch of the edible mushrooms we found on a propane burner. (she even had a european accent!) Then there was the lady who was at least 65 who was identifying all the mushrooms for us by their latin names. (there are over 1,000 mushrooms in the NW alone by the way)
Anyways, I am excited, mushrooms are fun, tasty and I surprised myself by loving the people who were into it.
After the hike I sort of forgot about it until I saw a story in the paper about a mushroom show. I went, brought some mushrooms from my yard which were identified as edible "blewitts" and was hooked. (we won't discuss what happened when I tried to cook my blewitts for dinner one night and kyle realized I'd picked them from the yard where Roxxy roams. And yes, pees. But really, I am positive they weren't peed on. That's my delusion and I'm sticking to it.)
Now I am an official member of a mushroomers club, the one that put on the show. I attended my first meeting on thursday and well... I won't get into that either, except that a really really nice man spent 40 minutes talking about fungus that eat nemotodes. And showed at least 30 pictures (magnified) of mushroom mycellium catching them which basically was a bunch of fuzzy lines & shapes that were about as fascinating as a pile of my hair on the bathroom floor. I chose to leave before the follow-up 20 minute video presentation of a veritable slaughter of nematodes by angry mushrooms.
Almost put off, but not quite, I showed up this morning for my first mushroom foray with the club. Everything I had read says that you MUST go with experts for your first few mushroom hunts so that they can help you identify things. Just relying on book descriptions isn't the best way to do it. We had fun, although I didn't really get to see any of the ones I am hoping to find. (chanterelles, boletes & hedgehogs)
Now, you might expect that this mushrooming group would be a bunch of hippies & really funky people with lots of dreads, colorful clothing and body odor. You would be wrong. For some reason, I am drawn to hobbies that are predominated by people over the age of 50. At least 2/3 of the people there had gray hair and of the 25 or so who showed up ONE girl was within 10 years of my age. (My neighborhood gardening club is the same way - its me and a bunch of people 20-30 years older than me) Everyone was quite dignified but kind of geeky as they gleefully examined & discussed all the mushrooms. I fit right in.
Probably some of the people are grown old hippies, but the ones I talked to included a master bee keeper who is going to Rawanda to help with bee polination stuff and an ex-chef of a very esteemed anacortes restaurant who was cooking a bunch of the edible mushrooms we found on a propane burner. (she even had a european accent!) Then there was the lady who was at least 65 who was identifying all the mushrooms for us by their latin names. (there are over 1,000 mushrooms in the NW alone by the way)
Anyways, I am excited, mushrooms are fun, tasty and I surprised myself by loving the people who were into it.
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Questions
Saben has hit that most delightful stage where he asks a zillion questions every day. Except they're not even real questions, its like he just can't stop talking. For instance, he just watched a truck pull into a driveway, open the garage & close it across the street. (his other obsession is garage doors, ever since we got our new one installed). So now the truck is sitting there and here is the string I had to answer:
Will the garage go up?
Will it go down again?
Where did he go?
Is he in the house?
Is he in the bathroom?
Is he in the truck?
Where is he?
Is he in the garage?
Will it go up again?
Will he come back out?
Where did he go?
Where is the man?
Is he in the truck?
And so forth. Notice the repitition of the same question over & over. Notice that I said "I don't know" and "Saben, I don't know where he went" about 20 times in 3 minutes. He asks questions about things he already knows too.
Mommy, did we throw rocks in the lake?
Did I throw rocks in the lake?
Did you throw rocks in the lake?
Did the rock splash?
And so on.
It is driving me bonkers. He is also just sponging up attention, he doesn't let me do things like say, write in my blog, anymore. Actually right now he finally left to go play with train tracks and I am going to go join him. Oh no wait, he is back, kicking the computer. Is that a hint?
Will the garage go up?
Will it go down again?
Where did he go?
Is he in the house?
Is he in the bathroom?
Is he in the truck?
Where is he?
Is he in the garage?
Will it go up again?
Will he come back out?
Where did he go?
Where is the man?
Is he in the truck?
And so forth. Notice the repitition of the same question over & over. Notice that I said "I don't know" and "Saben, I don't know where he went" about 20 times in 3 minutes. He asks questions about things he already knows too.
Mommy, did we throw rocks in the lake?
Did I throw rocks in the lake?
Did you throw rocks in the lake?
Did the rock splash?
And so on.
It is driving me bonkers. He is also just sponging up attention, he doesn't let me do things like say, write in my blog, anymore. Actually right now he finally left to go play with train tracks and I am going to go join him. Oh no wait, he is back, kicking the computer. Is that a hint?
Heat
If you are at all interested in cooking, especially Italian cooking, I would highly reccomend the book "Heat" by Bill Buford. The author spent a year apprenticing in Mario Batali's NY restaurant & Italy and writes about the experience. However, if you think Mario Batali is a cuddly lovable guy and want to keep thinking that as you watch him on Iron Chef, then don't read it. The most amazing part of the book for me was that Mario Batali & one other person actually consumed a whole case of wine (12 bottles) in one evening. That blows my mind.
But the best parts were when the author went to Italy to apprentice. That's definitely something I've always dreamed of and I am glad I had this hit of reality to know what it would actually be like and how many thousands of foreigners come to Italy each year to do that. They even have a special visa to allow you in the country to work for Italian restaurants for free. So many professional chefs are there working for free, its actually quite difficult to get positions.
I have been immersed in gourmet cooking books lately, between "Heat" and "The Man who Ate Everything" by Jeffrey Steingarten. (Who is a judge on Iron Chef. Notice a trend here? His book is great too.)
It really makes me want to cook, which of course I have little time for. But the other day I grabbed a container of baby artichokes and followed the recipe to make "baby artichoke saute" as a sauce for ravioli and it was absolutely disgusting. Sigh. So much for my culinary adventure. Stubbornly, I still want to try the marinated baby artichoke recipe, I just didn't have the 2 cups of champagne vinegar the recipe called for the other day.
But the best parts were when the author went to Italy to apprentice. That's definitely something I've always dreamed of and I am glad I had this hit of reality to know what it would actually be like and how many thousands of foreigners come to Italy each year to do that. They even have a special visa to allow you in the country to work for Italian restaurants for free. So many professional chefs are there working for free, its actually quite difficult to get positions.
I have been immersed in gourmet cooking books lately, between "Heat" and "The Man who Ate Everything" by Jeffrey Steingarten. (Who is a judge on Iron Chef. Notice a trend here? His book is great too.)
It really makes me want to cook, which of course I have little time for. But the other day I grabbed a container of baby artichokes and followed the recipe to make "baby artichoke saute" as a sauce for ravioli and it was absolutely disgusting. Sigh. So much for my culinary adventure. Stubbornly, I still want to try the marinated baby artichoke recipe, I just didn't have the 2 cups of champagne vinegar the recipe called for the other day.
Monday, November 05, 2007
Fuzz Buzz
SPONGEBOB B&E
On Oct. 27, a caller in Sehome
neighborhood reported SpongeBob
Squarepants was trying to break into
their home through the back door.
Bellingham Police responded and discovered
SpongeBob thought he was
going to a costume party at a friend’s
home nearby. Police say SpongeBob
had soaked up too much alcohol.
A-HOLE ASSAULTS
On Sept. 22, a 45-year-old man entered
Bellingham Public Library and
began yelling and cursing at staff.
Asked to leave the premises, the man
kicked the door on his way out, causing
about $2,000 damage to the glass,
according to police. As he left,
a 60-year-old woman followed
him out, scolding
him. He punched her on the
arm, which she had raised
to protect herself from his
wild blows. A 71-year-old
man went to her aid and was
kicked in the leg for his troubles.
Eventually the seniors and
other bystanders tackled the 45-
year-old and held him on the ground
until police arrived.
Reprinted for your delight from http://www.cascadiaweekly.com/
Ps. Its not delightful that old people got hit & kicked, it is awesome that they had the guts to stand up to him.
On Oct. 27, a caller in Sehome
neighborhood reported SpongeBob
Squarepants was trying to break into
their home through the back door.
Bellingham Police responded and discovered
SpongeBob thought he was
going to a costume party at a friend’s
home nearby. Police say SpongeBob
had soaked up too much alcohol.
A-HOLE ASSAULTS
On Sept. 22, a 45-year-old man entered
Bellingham Public Library and
began yelling and cursing at staff.
Asked to leave the premises, the man
kicked the door on his way out, causing
about $2,000 damage to the glass,
according to police. As he left,
a 60-year-old woman followed
him out, scolding
him. He punched her on the
arm, which she had raised
to protect herself from his
wild blows. A 71-year-old
man went to her aid and was
kicked in the leg for his troubles.
Eventually the seniors and
other bystanders tackled the 45-
year-old and held him on the ground
until police arrived.
Reprinted for your delight from http://www.cascadiaweekly.com/
Ps. Its not delightful that old people got hit & kicked, it is awesome that they had the guts to stand up to him.
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
Hot Date
Kyle took me to the Oyster Bar on Tuesday, our first night out without kids since Annika has been born. These pictures do not even begin to do it justice. We arrived just barely before sunset and had an awesome cozy table right by the window to watch the sun go down over the water. It is so nice inside with a fireplace & the view is so gorgeous. (except for the oil refinery)
And I ate my first raw oysters! I had one BBQ'd oyster a couple months ago and wasn't that excited about it. But I've been reading this book about a guy who is eating & raving about tripe and all sorts of weird things and for some reason it has made me feel more adventurous. We'll see how long it lasts, but for the record, the oysters were delicious. Very tender & not slimy or chewy at all. I just didn't like the juice (seawater) in the shell at all, Kyle made me try it. blech.
Kyle's tenderloin with roquefort melted over top was scrumptious and my Bouillabasse was pretty good. I think I'd order something different next time, but overall the meal was fabulous. And my husband is the sweetest thing ever.
Forever I have been super paranoid about leaving the kids alone in the car, even for just a minute or two. I hate returning carts when I have to go too far from the car & I almost never left Saben in the car in our driveway. Kyle & I have had arguments about this even, because he will leave them in there & I freak out.
But the other day I was blown, the kids were grumpy and I had to return a pair of pants to Buffalo Exchange because it was the last day (5th) I could do so. I just happened to get a spot right outside the store and after carefully weighing my options (heavy, crying baby & running escaping toddler or... peace) I decided that I could just duck in really quick & exchange the pants & watch the kids through the window. I was literally only 15 feet from the car, but it is the first time EVER I have gone inside a building while they were still in the car.
I turned to say something to the cashier and imagine my horror when I turned around and there were THREE policemen looking in the window of the suburban! I ran out immediately, apologizing of course, feeling like an awful mom. One guy goes "Well we heard the baby crying...." and I wanted to say "yah, that's what they tend to do, especially in the car. You try and get anything done without having your baby cry."
Luckily they didn't yell, lecture or even really say anything, but I still felt pretty stupid and couldn't believe my bad luck.
But the other day I was blown, the kids were grumpy and I had to return a pair of pants to Buffalo Exchange because it was the last day (5th) I could do so. I just happened to get a spot right outside the store and after carefully weighing my options (heavy, crying baby & running escaping toddler or... peace) I decided that I could just duck in really quick & exchange the pants & watch the kids through the window. I was literally only 15 feet from the car, but it is the first time EVER I have gone inside a building while they were still in the car.
I turned to say something to the cashier and imagine my horror when I turned around and there were THREE policemen looking in the window of the suburban! I ran out immediately, apologizing of course, feeling like an awful mom. One guy goes "Well we heard the baby crying...." and I wanted to say "yah, that's what they tend to do, especially in the car. You try and get anything done without having your baby cry."
Luckily they didn't yell, lecture or even really say anything, but I still felt pretty stupid and couldn't believe my bad luck.
Halloween
Halloween 2007 memories
1. The scary house - there is a lady up the street who goes all out (I'm sure you know the type) on Halloween decorations. Saben made it up the front walk and seemed to love it, but by the time we had activated the smoke machine, the cackling mummy and the spider had lowered as she opened the door, he was wide eyed and frozen. He didn't break down into tears until we turned to leave and the "hidden mummy" opened and cackled at him for the 6th time. He's talked about the "scary house" every day since. Whoops.
2. Molasses boy - I have never seen Saben move so slowly as we went from store to store trick or treating downtown. It was driving me crazy, I really thought he'd be faster this year, I know he can move faster, but I guess there is a lot to look at. He was just as slow at night too when we went door to door. Not taking a nap might have had something to do with it, but still....
3. Too much candy - for some reason, every single year, I buy way too much candy to hand out to kids and then get all crazy trying to get as much as we can downtown. I don't know why, but when I see everyone handing out free candy, my inner child kicks in and I go nuts. Candy! For free! So I drag poor molasses boy all over downtown when really a couple blocks would have been fine and then we get home and have 3 trick or treaters so we're left with lots and lots of candy. Next year I PROMISE to let Saben go at his own pace and not try to hit every single store as quick as we can. I don't even like candy!!!! That is the funny thing. I would gladly throw it all away today.
4. Crafty mama - I made that railroad crossing shirt! All by myself! Ok, I had some advice from the original Crafty Mama , but I tackled the intimidating craft store all by myself, ironed on the letters & the fabric "X" and even handstitched the whole thing so it wouldn't fray in the wash. Now Saben can wear the shirt all year and hopefully it will last...
1. The scary house - there is a lady up the street who goes all out (I'm sure you know the type) on Halloween decorations. Saben made it up the front walk and seemed to love it, but by the time we had activated the smoke machine, the cackling mummy and the spider had lowered as she opened the door, he was wide eyed and frozen. He didn't break down into tears until we turned to leave and the "hidden mummy" opened and cackled at him for the 6th time. He's talked about the "scary house" every day since. Whoops.
2. Molasses boy - I have never seen Saben move so slowly as we went from store to store trick or treating downtown. It was driving me crazy, I really thought he'd be faster this year, I know he can move faster, but I guess there is a lot to look at. He was just as slow at night too when we went door to door. Not taking a nap might have had something to do with it, but still....
3. Too much candy - for some reason, every single year, I buy way too much candy to hand out to kids and then get all crazy trying to get as much as we can downtown. I don't know why, but when I see everyone handing out free candy, my inner child kicks in and I go nuts. Candy! For free! So I drag poor molasses boy all over downtown when really a couple blocks would have been fine and then we get home and have 3 trick or treaters so we're left with lots and lots of candy. Next year I PROMISE to let Saben go at his own pace and not try to hit every single store as quick as we can. I don't even like candy!!!! That is the funny thing. I would gladly throw it all away today.
4. Crafty mama - I made that railroad crossing shirt! All by myself! Ok, I had some advice from the original Crafty Mama , but I tackled the intimidating craft store all by myself, ironed on the letters & the fabric "X" and even handstitched the whole thing so it wouldn't fray in the wash. Now Saben can wear the shirt all year and hopefully it will last...
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