Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Weathering the Storm with Flower Soup


It seems that Hurricane Sandy has moved on from the DC area, leaving behind lots of naked trees and big puddles but not too much major damage, at least in our immediate vicinity.  For us, the hardest part of this storm has been being confined to the house for a few days, which is to say that we consider ourselves quite fortunate, and pray for those who are less so. 

So, what does one do with a two-year-old for two long days in the house? you may ask.  Well, Elijah is fairly good at making suggestions in that arena, so I followed his lead as much as possible.  He has been eying Isabel's lovely pink flower arrangement since it was dropped off last week, often saying, "I see it," which really means, "I destroy it."  The flowers were finally looking a bit peaked, so I decided to let him have at them. 


He happily dismantled them, then spend half an hour or more moving them from bowl to bowl, stirring them up, and sniffing them, often declaring, "They smell good!"  He seemed to have a very specific plan in mind, and after awhile, requested a pan to continue his "cooking".  A spatula soon became necessary as well.  If I were an early childhood teacher, I might call this a sensory exploration experience.  As a mom, I call it a rainy day success story.  


Monday, October 29, 2012

Two-many step bread pudding


Sometimes I go to a restaurant and see something on the menu like "house-made pita chips" and think, Does that mean they made the pitas and then made them into chips?  Because that seems like a lot of work just to make some chips.

And yet, not too long ago, I made some "house-made banana bread bread pudding".  That's right.  I made the banana bread, baked it, then made it into bread pudding and baked it again.  Not because of some insane desire to spend hours in the kitchen, but because the first try, the banana bread, turned out so darn unappetizing, and the only way save it was to recapitulate it with more eggs, more sugar and chocolate.

For the whole story, hop on over to my most recent post on Endless Simmer.

Friday, October 26, 2012

{this moment}


{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.
 ... 
Thank you to Amanda Soule of Soule Mama for the words and inspiration.


Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Family Resemblance?



Same giraffe chair, same monkeys, same fuzzy head.  Certainly not the same nose, though.  What do you think?  Do they look alike?  I suppose only time will tell.

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Insider's DC: Community Forklift

'Tis the season of fall festivals, and since fall is my favorite season, we have been partaking as much as possible.  Unfortunately for the toddler set, though, most seem to run from 11 am to 4 pm, which around here is otherwise known as lunch and nap time.  Last weekend, though, we managed to find a party that started at the early hour of ten (only four hours after Elijah woke up!), so we jumped right on it.

Not only was it a pirate themed party (someday, I will tell you about Kurt and my pirate-themed courtship), but it was hosted by Community Forklift, which is just an awesome place unto itself.  Just outside the city in Hyattsville, it is a huge wareshouse full of construction cast-offs, from rows of doors to tiles to nuts and bolts.


There is a radiator graveyard (and not just for Halloween) and a gravel lot full of old bathtubs.  Being renters, we're not much for home improvement these days, but really I like to just go there and wander the aisles, admiring the various treasures.


Elijah enjoyed the music, the cookies, and stirring rainwater that had collected in an old tub.  He even mustered up the courage to "walk the plank".  Oh, and in case you were wondering, Isabel had a great time, too.


Friday, October 19, 2012

{this moment}


{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.
 ... 
Thank you to Amanda Soule of Soule Mama for the words and inspiration.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Daddy time


Well, folks, it's official.  Kurt is the Best Dad Ever.  Now, sure, he was doing pretty well for himself before, what with the super bed time routine, the wrestling matches, the Lego restaurant.  This week, though, he has really distinguished himself. 

Each day after breakfast, as Isabel and I have headed back to bed for a little late morning snoozle, Kurt and Elijah have hit the road.  Each day has brought a new adventure for the two of them.  The Museum of Natural History, the zoo, the Park Where Toys Go to Die (aka Turtle Park); the list goes on.


If there was any doubt before, it is clear after this week that Kurt is the Doer in our family.  Whereas I am content to spend a morning at home poking around, playing the yard and painting, Kurt is always ready for a new adventure.  Elijah and I tend to do basically the same things every week: grocery store, park, park, park, library, repeat.  No so for my man and his little man. 

Even something as simple as painting gets a makeover, as all of Elijah's "friends" join in at the table.  It has been a great, great week here at our house, thanks to the sweetness of Isabel, of course, but because of the awesomeness of Daddy.


Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Close Encounters of the First Kind


"How does Elijah feel about Isabel?" is a question that I often hear these days.  Well, here is the answer. 

Monday, October 15, 2012

Isabel Joan is here!


Our sweet girl, Isabel Joan, arrived Thursday, October 11 at 10:38 pm, weighing in at 7 lbs, 8 oz.  She was officially due on October 22, but just couldn't wait that long.


The one word to describe her arrival would be FAST.  We got to the birth center a little after 10, and half an hour later, there she was!  The midwives had turned on the bathtub when we got there, and it hadn't even filled yet.  Praise the Lord for that, as we spent 7 hours at the birth center waiting (impatiently) for Elijah just two short years ago.

Well, I am typing this with one hand, so that all for now.  More updates, including a video of Isabel and Elijah's first encounter, coming soon.

Friday, October 12, 2012

{the moment}


{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.
 ... 
Thank you to Amanda Soule of Soule Mama for the words and inspiration.



Wednesday, October 10, 2012

A Thousand Words


What do you see when you look at this picture?  Cuteness, no doubt, and that is certainly true. 

But when look at it, I also see Elijah in all of his two-ness.  This is one stubborn child, and this picture says it all.  These days, he wants to eat all his snacks in "his chair", which, as you can see, is not a high chair, but rather a stain-absorbent armchair.  I see him still wearing his pajama shirt, which he refused to take off.  We compromised after he agreed to put some "real" pants on.  And by compromised, I mean that I was persuaded by his repeated cries of, "I wear elephant shirt" when I tried to change him.  I see a boy who will barely let me take a picture of him because he wants to "see it" before it's even taken. And I know that behind the camera is a tired mama who, at 8.5 months pregnant, does not have the energy to fight any of these battles.

But even as I am writing this,  I know that the years are short though the days are long, and soon I will once again look back at this picture, and all I will see is my cute baby who is a baby no longer.  So, carry on, sweet boy.  I'll go get the OxyClean. 

Monday, October 8, 2012

Eating Down the Oat Bran


Lately, our fridge has been feeling very full, and yet, there doesn't seem to be much to eat.  Why is this, you ask?  Well, it could be the five bottles of mustard and three jars of relish.  And, of course, the giant bag of oat bran.  Why oat bran, you ask?  Well, hop on over to Endless Simmer to find out and to check out my latest efforts in eating down the fridge.

Friday, October 5, 2012

{this moment}


{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.
 ... 
Thank you to Amanda Soule of Soule Mama for the words and inspiration.


Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

I See It

I didn't post a video last week.  Not shocking, since I haven't exactly been the most reliable in that department.  But the reason why, at least this time, was not entirely my fault.  The thing is, Elijah has realized, as only a 21st century child can, that the videos and pictures that I take of him are available for immediate viewing.  As soon as the cameras come out, he immediately starts yelling, "I see it!" and tries to get a hold of the camera.  With our video camera, you are either watching the filming or starring in it, not both, so that makes taking movies of Elijah very difficult.  We do have an iPad, and I believe there is a way to switch the camera so that you can watch yourself whilst you record the video, so we will work on that for next week.


With the regular camera, I can usually get a candid shot or two off before Elijah realizes what is going on.  Then, it's all over but the close-ups.


Any chance of him going back to what he was doing before are over until the camera gets put away.  Oh well. At least I like looking at frames full of his cute little face, drool and all.  I like it almost as much as he does.



Monday, October 1, 2012

The Last Hurrah of the Monkey Sweatshirt


If you are a parent, you are accustomed to the never-ending dance that I like to call the clothing shuffle.  It involves a constant process of checking tags, evaluating stainy-ness and seeing just how far that onesie will stretch to make at least two out of the three snaps connect.  The main step of this dance, of course, is trading out one clothing size for another, and figuring out where to store the future hand-me-downs.

During those first few months, let's say six or so, the wearing of clothes rarely involves the wearing-out of clothes, barring, of course any poop-splosions.  As they get older, though, things get a bit more tricky.  Not only do the sizes on the tags no longer correlate as well to the actual size of the clothing, but things get stained, dingy, holey, etc and I find myself asking, Is this even worth saving?  Sometimes, the answer is yes.  Other times, particularly in the case of things that were already handed down once, the answer is a resounding no, unless the next stop is the rag box.  And then there are things in between...sigh.  What a dance.

Anyway, Elijah has reached the end of his 18-month-sized days and most of those clothes are safely stowed, but a few items seem to have escaped my notice.   Take the monkey sweatshirt (above).  I put it on him today and its too-smallness became apparent immediately.  But, he was already wearing it, and it has monkeys on it, so the chances of taking it back off without a fuss were, well, too small for me to even go there.  And so, the monkey sweatshirt got one more day in the sun (loving this fall weather, by the way) before it heads to the bin for another 18 months or so.  Farewell, old friend.  You have served us well.