3.19.2008

Long time, no see

It's been forever since I last had the time (or energy or sound mind) to write. Between the flu, a stomach bug, Brody's 1st birthday (and birthday party), a somewhat spotaneous trip to L.A. and, of course, all of the minutiae that seems to suck up the majority of my life, it's been kind of busy around here. That said, here are a few things I've had rolling around in my mind and am just now getting a chance to write about:

-A couple of weeks ago, Will asked when he could grow a beard. I have no idea what prompted such an inquiry, but he was quite adamant that he be able to grow a beard very soon. Needless to say, he was none too pleased to hear that it be quite a while before he would even have the ability to sport facial hair.

-On the same note, Will would also like to be bald. We were in Los Angeles visiting my uncles last week and my Uncle Keith is now bald. It's not really by choice as he is undergoing chemotherapy for brain cancer (another post for another time), but nonetheless, he is bald. This intrigues Will (as does the whole idea of cancer...not something that's very easy to explain to a young child, regardless of how precocious and wise they might be) who wonders if he can take a medicine to make his hair fall out.

-Brody's first birthday and his accompanying party was a smashing success. It's hard to believe my little guy is now one-year old, but we had the party and the cake to prove it. Brody was completely unphased by the whole thing and when, after realizing that the camcorder wasn't turned on the first time, we had to sing "Happy Birthday" again, he acted as though this was an everyday occurrence in our house. And when it was time to eat cake? Yeah, he was far more interested in smooshing it around in his hands and trying to get other people to eat the resulting mess (no one took him up on that offer). Once the fun and games of that wore off, he moved on to trying to eat the plate. It's safe to say that he didn't take more than a single bite of the cake.






-Taking two kids on an airplane is a daunting task, but our kids did surprisingly well. Will was perfectly content to sit and watch movies on his DVD player, while Brody spent most of both flights being passed back and forth between myself and Jason. Surprisingly, neither flight we took was even half-full and we were able to stretch out a bit as a result. That said, it's not all that easy trying to contain a squirmy baby for 2 1/2 hours. Luckily, he did fall asleep on both flights.

-While we're on the subject on our airplane adventures, can I just say how much Delta rocks? The snacks on our flights were amazing--SunChips, Quaker granola bars, cheese and crackers, Biscoff biscuits--nothing like the pack of 6 peanuts most airlines toss at you. Oh, there were peanuts to be had, but they were of the gourmet sort and there was actually a full serving to be had. Thanks Delta!

-Speaking of birthday parties, we are in the midst of planning Will's 4th. We've already switched the location once, but the theme has been settled--Backyardigans. For a while it looked like we might have a bit of a struggle since Will is really into superheroes right now (and I'm not), but Pablo and his multi-talented buddies won out in the end. Stay tuned for more details on the birthday party with the ever-growing invite list.

-In honor of Brody's first birthday he received his first haircut. My grandma had this superstition about not cutting a child's hair before their first birthday (something about them never talking), so we waited until after the big day. The plan was to get it done down in L.A., but our time there was so short that we waited until we got home. Can I just say what an awesome job he did? Will's first haircut left us both traumatized (as did the next 10 or 12), but Brody sat there still as a statue and let the barber do her thing. Luckily a friend of ours was getting his hair cut at the same time and took some pictures for us.


-Jason is in Reno with his friends right now for their annual March Madness trip. Um yeah. I love my husband dearly, but really, so glad I'm not on that trip. Did I mention that they drove to Reno? Again, glad to be home.

-And last, but certainly not least, during the last few weeks we've been able to spend quite a bit of time with my side of family, all of whom live in California. My parents and brother came up for Brody's birthday party and the day after that, we flew down to L.A. to see my uncles. The first night we were there, we were lucky enough to stay with my cousins (who, in Will's book, as the coolest kids ever since they have Hulk hands). And despite the fact that they were just here two weeks ago, my parents are driving up again tomorrow to spend the weekend with us. Will's thrilled to see them, but mostly I think he's excited to go see Porton Hears a Who with them (yes, I know it's Horton Hears a Who, but Will insists on calling him Porton...take it up with him).
So I think we're mostly caught up now. At some point I plan on posting a picture of the "not a Valentine's Day present" that my dear, sweet husband bought me. But since it's upstairs and I'm downstairs, that will have to wait for another time.

2.28.2008

Is this a trick question?

While cleaning up from breakfast this morning, Will asked, "Mommy, do I smell good or bad?". Now since he was all the way across the room and I was carrying a pile of dishes, it was a little hard to answer the question. Quite honestly, I was afraid of what the answer might especially since he'd had a bath last night and is potty-trained. Why on earth wouldn't he smell good? And did I really want to smell him? What if he didn't smell good. So into the kitchen he came and I prepared myself for the worst, only to be pleasantly surprised when I sniffed him and smelled the sweetness of Johnson's baby shampoo. Thank goodness it wasn't a trick question and thank goodness that he smells so clean and pure.

Beyond ridiculous

It's been 12 days since my last blog, but I have a really good excuse...I've been sick! It started with a sore throat and the chills on Saturday night (the same day that Will asked if he could drive) and everything went downhill from there. By Monday, my head felt as though it had been invaded by a small country and my body was so achy (is that word?) that, if I didn't know better, I'd have thought someone came and kicked my ass while I was sleeping. That day I took my kids to the pediatrician who, although unable to come up with a clear diagnosis for the boys, was quick to tell me that I had the flu. Great! So I went to my own doctor the next day only to have that diagnosis confirmed and to be told that really, there's not a whole lot that can be done for the flu. Needless to say, being sick with the flu and having two little guys who depend on you can make for some interesting times. It wasn't really until Monday or Tuesday of this week that I started to feel better, even human, again. And then, I woke up yesterday...

Ah, yesterday. As soon as I opened my eyes, I knew something was wrong. I decided to stay very still so as not to throw up, that's how nauseous I was. And though I was finally able to get myself up without vomiting, yesterday was not a good day. Apparently there's some stomach bug going around here and guess who's got it? That's right, me! Guess who else? Poor Brody! It's one thing when I'm sick, but I feel absolutely terrible when one of my little guys is sick. So please send some healthy vibes our way.

On a positive note, getting sick is a great way to meet your weight loss goal for the month...only one pound to go!

2.16.2008

And miles to go....

Today Will and I spent some time outside enjoying the fresh air and sunshine and cleaning out my car (who knew that two kids could make a car so messy?...oh and there were at least 8 socks in there this time). When it came time to move the car from the driveway into the garage so that it could be vacuumed, I asked Will if he wanted to ride in the front seat. I may have mentioned this before, but I'm kind of a stickler about rules, especially when it comes to my kids and their safety. However, since we were only moving about twenty feet in our own driveway, I figured we were okay. So Will hopped into the front seat with a big grin on his face and we were ready to go. As I turned the car on and prepared to move forward, Will looked at me and, with complete and utter sincerity, asked, "Cool. Can I drive now?" Thank goodness we have another 12 years or so before he starts driving because I could feel my heart seizing up as soon as he asked that. And what did he think? That I was going to trade seats with him, tell him to put on his seatbelt and hit the open road?

2.11.2008

Saturday in the park


Saturday was the first nice day we've had around here in quite some time. Between the rain, the wind and the snow, we've been trapped inside most days. When we woke up Saturday morning, though, the sun was shining and the temperature wasn't low enough that we might have icicles inside our noses if we chose to venture outside. After getting a late start, we headed out to one of the more popular parks here in town. It seemed lots of other people had the same idea we did about taking advantage of the nice weather while we could; it sure was crowded. Brody spent most of the time in his stroller (we took a couple of walks down by the river) while Will ran his heart out. He was all over the play structures, climbing and exploring, going down the biggest slide at least 15 times. And while we were all ravenous by the time we left (what kind of mom, or dad for that matter, doesn't think to pack some snacks for the park...we dropped that ball on that one), a good time was had by all. The weather report for this week shows some promise with a minimal amount of rain. Let's hope we get to hit the park again before the showers return.

What's for dinner?

So last week was a bit of a dud when it came to meal-planning and execution. That's not to say there wasn't a week's worth of menus, because there was. For some reason, though, most of what was planned just never happened. Here's to getting back on track this week.

Sunday-chicken fajitas
black beans
Mexican rice
snap peas

Monday-hot dogs/chicken sausage
Best in the West Beans (yum!)
coleslaw

Tuesday-grilled lemon chicken
Szechuan noodle salad
sesame snap peas

Wednesday-chicken chili
corn bread
green salad

Thursday-linguini with shrimp scampi
salad
chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting (Will's request)

Friday-leftovers

2.10.2008

If it makes you happy

The other day our master negotiator, aka Will, came to me prepared to share a secret with me. As I bent down to offer my ear, this is what I heard, "If it would make you happy, you could give me some M&M's." It would have thrilled me to give them to him just because his approach was so darn cute, but he'd had some earlier and it was getting close to dinner. Still, the suggestion alone was enough to make me happy. Where do they come up with these things?