We've got WORMS!!! Happy Mother's Day to me!!!

This has been a long time coming! I've been thinking of making this purchase for over a year now. Previously, questions and thoughts like "is this ridiculous?", "maybe this is just a step too far," and "am I really going to buy a pound of red wigglers?" have held me back. But this year, it all came together. Single parenthood due to a week long work trip + golf trip + Mother's Day = vermicomposter!!! That was all the justification I needed!

So, currently, in my garage, in a small plastic get up, lives over 1000 red wiggler worms. They have the job of eating all of our organic waste and producing what is supposed to be incredible compost to take our veggie garden to a whole new level! Wahoo! The package arrived sans worms and we started to assemble the trays. Everyday, we checked for the wiggly tenants in the mail. Finally, they arrived and the move-in party began. Popcicles, Blue Moon, RedBridge and a visit from our friend, Jen turned this into quite the backyard event.

I roped Steve into leading the set up. It is a Mother's Day present after all. Anyway, the steps were somewhat complicated and required someone capable of concentrating, aka someone not as excited about the wormies. Enter Steve.

regretting you married me? naaahh.

We followed the instructions for setting up the bedding, a combination of soaked coir, good soil, and shredded newpaper. We added the worms, food waste, and topped it off with damp newspaper and tada.....vermicomposting!

Why compost with worms? According to the 16 pg instruction manual, it is a really efficient way to transform our food and junkmail trash into garden gold!!! Yep, they eat junk mail too! Everyone always asks about the smell. And so far, it has been odor free. Except for when we had them outside. I thought that we had found a good spot for them. They were not so happy about that random 90 degree day, so now they live in the garage and are odor free! I've heard legend of people even keeping their vermicomposters in their kitchen. Ours are definitely not making their way inside, though.

So, welcome to our new wormies. Get to work!!!!

Happy Graduation!!

Emma graduates from preschool this week. Even though it's a little funny to mark the 2nd year of 3 years of pre-K, it seems like a good time to take a moment and write down all the wonderful things about our sweet girl. The cliche that 'they grow up so fast' is becoming very real to us. I want to make sure I remember every second (except, fat chance that is going to happen, considering I can barely remember what happened this morning). Anywho...here are some random things I want her to know I know.

Dear Emma,

Happy Graduation Day! You are 4 and already brilliant! You are my joy and amaze me everyday. You can read, but like to keep that a secret. You have recently developed this little, coy smile that tells me when you are trying to be tricky or comes out when you are a little embarrassed. You can be shy in social situations and you take your time to assess the situation. You seem to be a natural leader. You make sure everyone knows the rules. You seem to have a flair for testing limits. You are a fantastic big sister. Even though you need reminders to be patient with your brother, you have been known to comfort him when he is sad and make sure that he has all of the snugglies he needs at bed time. You like to teach him things, good and not so good.

You have an incredible memory. You enjoy rhyming and changing the lyrics in songs to be a little silly. You love painting. You also like playing games with others. UNO and Pictureka are big hits right now. You are very loving and snuggling is one of your favorite things. You love to help in the garden and draw pictures. You adore our cats. Your favorite foods are steak and corn on the cob. You are tough cookie and rarely complain about anything. You are also sensitive and take things to heart.

You are very interested in learning to rollerskate, even though you have had to put it on hold because of the recent collarbone incident. You adore your Grandparents, Aunts and Uncles and treasure your relationships with them. Your friendships with others are very important to you. Birthday parties, or future birthdays, actually, anything birthday related is a huge deal and manages to be worked into at least one conversation per day. You smile with your entire face these days. We are so happy you are a part of our lives!

Happy Graduation, Girlie!!!

Deep Thoughts by Sam K.

Sam is taking a class at Little Gym and loooves it. Anyway, we were driving to Little Gym, kind of a quiet drive, but Sam broke the silence with this:

Sam: I like your ears, Mom.

Me: Well thanks, Sam. I like your ears, too!

Sam: Thank you!!

The Moments I've Been Waiting For...

it's here! the beginnings of broccoli!

This may very well seem like a little much. But, this growing season is way more exciting than the last for some reason. I have to admit that my new 'hobby' feels more like an addiction.....but oh well. I've decided that even though it may bring out the compulsiveness in me, this veggie garden is here to stay. Why am I this excited about broccoli and gardening in general? Let's see.... there is a small chance that it's because this endeavor is turning out to be productive and won't be destroyed the minute I am finished (which CANNOT be said about any housework attempted) or maybe that, thanks to the interweb, I can learn so many new things quickly. Also, our backyard veggies were surprisingly tasty last year, and I'm feeling greedy for more!

I have dreams of blanching and freezing enough green beans and broccoli for meals that last through winter. I have visions of jars of backyard-made salsas and sauces filling our pantry. Am I crazy? Possibly. Is this realistic? Probably not. Am I going to keep daydreaming? Yep!

baby sugar snap peas!!

Sam is 2!!!!!

Our little man is 2!!!!!

I can remember the car ride home from finding out that our second baby was going to be a boy. I kept thinking, "A boy. A boy. Hmmmm. I wonder what that will be like. I have no idea what that will be like." Well, I do now, and it has been a trip! Sam is absolutely one-in-a-million. He is smart, funny, animated, and dramatic. He loves to snuggle and is very caring and concerned about those around him. He often tells family members, "I lub you." He loves to talk. He absorbs and uses every word he has ever heard. He used to call his Grandparents, mawmaw and pawpaw, but has graduated to Grandma and Grandpa. He is unusually clumsy, but comes by that honestly. His poor noggin seems to catch every corner he encounters. In so much, that he has come to me on many occasions, rubbing his head with tears, saying, "I caught the corner." He loves to help in the kitchen and INSISTS on being my assistant.

He can turn anything in front of him into a big, destructive mess...quickly. He adores his sister. He is aware of his dairy allergy, and often reminds those around him, "I can't have cow milk. It makes my tummy hurt" or can be found asking, "does it have dairy in it?" He is athletic and recently has been practicing frisbee. He has one volume, loud. He can count to 20. He knows his colors and shapes. He loves all things birthday and is very serious about telling everyone the steps for presenting and eating birthday cake.

He loves to sing and dance. Literally, he feels the music in his soul!!! At 5 months, he surprised me by humming with his lullaby and has always automatically started to dance when he hears a good beat. He plays a mean air guitar. He knows the definition of a slow jam and dances accordingly.

A little air guitar before breakfast

His interpretation of the pediatrician's office on hold music

He loves to draw, mostly fishies, strawberries, or circles. Everyday is opposite day for Sam. Up is down, off is on, in is out. His favorite animal is a zebra. He laughs a ton and enjoys telling knock, knock jokes. His favorite is told in one breath, "Knock, knock, who's there, interruffting cow, boo!"

He is an early riser and always has been. He loves to eat. He usually has about 3 breakfasts. His favorite foods are clif bars, waffles, pancakes, chicken nuggets and asparagus. His favorite desserts are cake, suckers, jellybeans, and "black and white cookies". He looks handsome in a tie. He pretends to go to work like daddy. He rarely asks a question once. In fact, now that I think about it, it is possible he has never done this. He prefers repeating himself. Right now, he especially likes asking repeatedly, "Whatchya say? What'd ya say? Whatchya say?" He likes reading books and doing puzzles. His favorite books are The Foot Book, "The Owl Sammy Book", and Goodnight Moon. He likes to point out that the bowl of mush "is just like oatmeal."

Sam, you are more than we could have ever imagined! We enjoy you everyday and are thankful you are here! Happy 2nd Birthday!

Finally!

Ok...so by "I resolve to be more committed to this blog", apparently I meant starting 4 months into the new year. I apologize for all of the broken promises and will leave you with only one more. I promise not to make promises. No more forecasting what I am going to blog. It doesn't work, and apparently makes me avoid blogging.... so no more promises, for now.

My absence can also probably be explained by the time period between November through February, also known as the Plague-That-Was-Our-Life. From what I can recall it went a little something like this: flu viruses, rsv for everyone, a week in Children's Hospital during an ice storm, followed by a few more emergency room visits, 100 popsicles (or according to Sam "possibles") consumed, 105.7 fevers that last 9 days, ear infections, pneumonias, chest x-rays, strep cultures, blood tests, destruction of any kind of sleeping routine we have ever had, food logs, medication diaries, diaper documentaion, daily visits to the pediatrician, asthma treatments every 4 hours around the clock, pink eye for everyone, and allergic reactions to antibiotics. Yep, that about covers it.

in good spirits despite the plague

sending Emma picture emails because we were snowed in away from her

But, most of you reading already know this because you were there for us every step of the way. Thank you. Thank you! We never forget how lucky we are to have all of this support. SOOOO..... FINALLY....spring has sprung, and we are mostly healthy, and a little more informed. Sam does not have an IgA immune deficiency, which I was suspecting. Emma is allergic to both fall and spring allergens, compliments of me. And apparently, the viruses lurking this season, were NOT messing around. I was ready to put those two in bubbles.

But yahoo, it is April. We haven't seen our pediatrician or her staff in quite a while, and I'm pretty sure we are not going to experience any more freakish spring snow storms. Also, gardening season is here! I've been drawing out my plans and studying up on companion gardening and organic pest control.

So far, I have not been able to stop myself from planting cool weather veggies like broccoli, swiss chard, spinach, and a red leaf salad mix. I installed a strawberry pyramid and moved our transplants. Seeds have been started for heirloom pole beans, purple bush beans, snap peas, rainbow colored carrots, chives, more spinach, and salad mixes. I'm hoping to get a salad out of the back yard. We'll see what happens. Right now, all I'm getting out of the backyard gardening is two very muddy lil' ones and a new tradition where it is required to take off all of their clothes at the door and immediately carry them to the bath. But despite the mess, I do appreciate their help, most of the time.

So, to wrap it up, my apologies for the hiatus, many thank yous for helping us through the plague, and stay tuned for updates on all things growing around these parts.

All better!

Happy 2011

I couldn't resist taking this picture last night. Happy New Year to all! Here is a little game illustrating how we said goodbye to 2010.

Find the 'not-so-hidden' pictures:

1. Tasty alcoholic treat. Standard and delicious.

2. Empty cheese board. No surprise here. That is generally the immediate status of any cheese plate put in front of me.

3. Jar of spiced nuts. A new adventure in which bf invited me over to create/cook/can some homemade gifts. Well, we finished at around 2:30am on a Tuesday, and not to scare those that received them for gifts, but the number of brain cells involved were few, and the number of times we Googled the phrase, "botchulism, how to avoid", were many.

4. Pile of laundry to be taken upstairs. Also standard, but easily scooted over to create New Year's Eve date.

5. Intense Mario Cart battle on Wii.

6. One foot of Steve/my nemesis in all things competitive/my partner in crime

7. Two party hats, made earlier by the offspring, to remind us that, in fact, it is a holiday.

Also, to remind us that we are very lucky and there is nowhere else we'd rather be!

Cheers! Happy 2011!

Oh, and ps: I am resolving to be more committed to this blog. Check back for the top 10 things I wish I would have posted in 2010.

Potato, pototo....

It's Sunday morning at our house, and I'm cleaning up after breakfast. After a couple failed attempts of talking to Steve, I said:

Me: Wow, you really have potatoes in your ears.

Steve: It's probably boogers from Sam. (Wiping his face)

Me: What?!? No, I don't mean you have literal potatoes in your ears.

Steve: What? Oh, I thought you said 'in your beard'.

I can't decide what is more disturbing, 1. that he thought I actually said, you have potatoes in your beard. Left over from last night's thanksgiving party, perhaps? Or 2. that it was completely possible that he might just have crusty snot in his beard.

Good times.

Mmm!!! Mmm!!! Good!!!!

If you know us, you know we are a difficult bunch to feed. You may not want to go to a restaurant with us or invite us over for dinner. It's ok, we understand. Because we pity the server that hears, "Do you know if this has wheat? Oh, and can I get that without the meat? Did we mention he can't have dairy?", going out, or dinner on the fly, isn't much of an option these days. So, I am always in mad pursuit of recipes that will fit.

When cooking, I am looking for recipes that are gluten-free(gf), dairy-free(df), including and excluding meat, preferably something low maintenance, that can be done while supervising the likes of Thing One and Thing Two. (Disclaimer: the aforementioned Dr. Seuss reference is made with lots of love, of course.) When people hear about our culinary situation, they usually say, "What do you even eat?"

Well, today, I feel like we hit the jack pot. And, it made me want to write it down. Or better yet, catalogue these moments/recipes on this blog in some kind of organized fashion. I am picturing some type of recipe gadget that can file them by dish or ingredient. I have no idea how to do this, so in case you are reading and you do, you should share and I will be eternally grateful.

Ok, on to our example. I ran across this picture and recipe at http://gimmesomeoven.com/slow-cooker-chicken-tortilla-soup/. I couldn't stop thinking about it. And even if it is freakishly warm for the middle of November, this was my pick. I'm also excited to try it when it isn't 80 degrees, and real fall weather calls for a cozy meal.

Anyway, the original ingredients listed in the recipe are as follows:

• 1 pound boneless, skinless chicken breasts or tenderloins (frozen or refrigerated)
• 1 (15 ounce) can diced tomatoes (Hunt's brand are gf)
• 1 (10 ounce) can good-quality mild enchilada sauce (Old ElPaso is gf)
• 1 medium onion, chopped
• 1 (4 ounce) can chopped green chile peppers (Old ElPaso is gf)
• 1 (10 oz.) package frozen corn (or 1 can of whole-kernel corn, drained)
• 1 (15 oz.) can black beans, drained (reserved for veggie soup, my love, the meat-eater, is not a fan)
• 2 cloves garlic, minced
• 3 cups chicken broth (substitute veggie broth)
• 1 cup water
• 1 tsp. cumin
• 1/2 tsp. chili powder
• 1/2 tsp. chipotle powder (optional) (omitted b/c of toddlers)
• 1 Tbsp. lime juice (optional)
• 1 bay leaf
• 2 Tbsp. fresh cilantro, chopped (my favorite ingredient, so I doubled that; Also, checked to make sure it wasn't parsley ;p )

Homemade Tortilla Crisps Ingredients

• 3 corn tortillas (Mission is gf; Also, probably used 10, couldn't stop eating the finished product)
• 2-3 Tbsp. olive oil
• (added the lime juice left over from soup)
• Kosher salt

Method:

Place all soup ingredients (everything but chicken) in a large crock pot and stir briefly to combine. (Cover. Cook for approx. 30-60 min. Separate some soup mixture into a separate pot on stove veggie soup version. Simmer. Add chicken breasts to crock pot). Cover, and cook on “low” setting for 6 to 8 hours or on “high” setting for 3 to 4 hours. Anywhere from 15-60 minutes beforehand, remove the chicken breasts. Let cool briefly, then shred and return to soup. (Added black beans to veggie pot)

To serve, ladel soup into individual bowls, and add desired garnishes.

(Must Have!!!) Homemade Tortilla Strips “How-To”:

Emma painted Mission corn tortillas with evoo mixed with lime juice and cilantro. We cut them with a pizza cutter into little strips and chose the oven method. We had to make a second batch because we ate the majority of the first. Yuummmy!!

Skillet Method: Heat oil in a skillet over medium heat. Test to see if the oil is ready by dripping a drop or two of water in the skillet. (No sound – too cool. Splatter – too hot. Sizzle – perfect!) Once it’s ready, add in the tortilla strips. Give them a stir or a flip every 20-30 seconds, until they have begun to turn slightly golden. Remove and place on paper towels to drain and dry. Season with salt or other seasonings.

Oven Method: Preheat oven to 400F degrees. Lay out tortilla strips on a greased cookie sheet, and brush with olive oil. (Optional: season with salt or other seasonings.) Bake the tortilla strips for 5 minutes, then give them a quick stir and/or flip. Bake for 5 minutes more, or until they are crispy and golden.

We also added GF, DF cornbread. We bought Red Mills Cornbread mix at Schnucks and followed the recipe. We substituted soy milk for real milk. We chose the very, very vanilla flavor. They actually sell vanilla and very vanilla. The very vanilla worked well for baking.

Presto, change-o!

Food for Thought

Lately, the most entertaining things have been flying out of the mouths of my children. To clarify, the most entertaining thoughts have been flying out of their mouths. Yikes. I'll go ahead and spare you from my imagination.

I'm going to document a few of these lovely tidbits. For breakfast this morning, we had Van's df and gf waffles. Emma broke out in spontaneous song for her brother:

(Sung to the tune of row row row your boat):

"These are dairy free. So you can e-eat them.

They don't have any gluten, so they are good for you, you, you!"

Emma must really have food and rules about food on the mind. Last night we were at a party. All of the kids changed into their jammies. Emma had her strawberry jammies on. She informed the host of the party, "These are not real strawberries. If you eat one, I will have a hole in my pajamas." True enough.

Kids Say the Darndest

It took a while to put Sam to sleep tonight. He was negotiating in his sweetest voice to get out of his room. It went like this:

Sam: "in kitchen, mommy?"

Me: "No Sam, time to sleep ."

Sam: "in bathroom, mommy?"

Me: "No Sam, time to sleep."

Sam: "How 'bout some applesauce? Yeah, applesauce! How 'bout some?"

Me: Mmm...tempting...but time to sleep.

Emma's been learning lots of things at school. She shared the latest with us tonight. "I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one nation, under God, NO VISUAL, with liberty and justice for all."

Slow Death by Rubber Duck....

...is the name of the book I just finished.

I went back and forth about reading this. Should I be informed about this or forget I had even heard of it? It did seem like a slippery slope into daily paranoia about toxins. I knew there would be no turning back. I'm really glad I couldn't stop myself, though. It was eye-opening for sure. Fortunately, it did not plunge me in to a neurotic state, but rather, it gave me an awareness I am glad I now have. To sum it up, two guys Rick Smith and Brouce Lourie, decided it would be a good idea to expose themselves to a variety of toxins doing typical, everyday activities to see if they could significantly increase or decrease the levels of these toxins in their systems. The results were amazing and terrifying! With that said, I am encouraging you to read it, so I will mention what the authors include in the introduction:

"The book that you are holding is downright hopeful. Now this may seem counterintuitive, given that the word 'death' appears in the and the book describes a great many toxic chemicals that are screwing up our bodies in myriad ways. There is that. .... But things can change. Sometimes quickly and for the better." (p 1.)

Rick and Bruce focused on phthalates, PFCs (teflon), PBDEs (flame retardants), mercury, and triclosan (active ingredient in antibacterial products) pesticides, and BPA. The book highlighted the history of the production and use of these chemicals and others like them. Ignorance is not bliss in this case. Everyone should read this book. Let me know what you think!

http://slowdeathbyrubberduck.com/USA/

Sweet 'taters!!!!!

Not only was I neglecting my blog during the month of September, but the garden wasn't getting much love either. I had high hopes for a fall crop, but since this garden thing is still such an experiment and I have no idea what I am doing, I wasn't holding my breath. My fall plan was to replant my peas and carrots. Oh, and try to grow a salad.

At some point during the summer, I found sweet potato plants at my favorite nursery. I didn't plant them for quite a while, because I couldn't decide where to put them. I knew I didn't want them to suffer an untimely death because of my indecision, so I finally put them in an unclaimed bed near our house. I threw in some compost and told myself we'd check on them in the fall. In the meantime, they filled the bed with crawling vines.

When I saw these vines taking over, I knew I was breaking the rules. It was suggested to me that you should cut back the crawling vines so that the plant puts its energy into making potatoes. I knew I was living on the edge when I didn't. I wanted to see if they would root and make even more. The jury is still out on that one. I have a feeling this will probably be a lesson in not being greedy.


Moral lessons aside, I was very surprised and excited when we found these!

From what I have read, I think the standard practice is to wait until the leaves turn black or start to wilt before digging up the tubers. Well, we couldn't help it. In our defense, one of the potatoes was sticking out of the soil. How could we resist? At least I left the other plant. I have to admit, though, the real reason I didn't check on those potatoes is that lately the soil around that area has seemed to bulge and crack and, well, just look generally unsettled. Instead of yummy starchy potatoes, I am afraid I will find some kind of large, mutant, burrowing mammal attached to the other end. We'll see. Who knows? Maybe there are so many potatoes that the earth cannot contain itself. My money's on the hairy, mutant, snarly mammal.

Apparently, Sam finds the shape of this one as funny as we do.

Big Girl Stuff!

Emma is growing into a regular big kid these days! Here are some photos of what has been going on the last couple of weeks. First day of preschool! In true form, she was apprehensive at first and slow to warm up to the new situation. I am happy to report that we only had to go through one day of the traumatic goodbyes, where her teacher pulled her off of my leg. Since then, smooth sailing, thanks to Daddy!

I'm glad we have a picture of that balloon. Emma was so excited about it that we left it up for almost the entire month of September. It was the main attraction for both Emma and Sam whenever we stepped outside. 4 whole weeks of it getting bashed repeatedly, fought over, and squeezed until all bystanders were squinting and flinching, anticipating the pop. That sweet lil' balloon was the cause of a few skinned knees and nearly amputated limbs.

I love this picture. It pretty much sums it up! I'm glad she's able to channel that inner-sass into preschool activities. Phew!

So, moving on. Dance wasn't her thing. Soccer, anyone?

Our little thinke

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Photo bombing is her new favorite hobby.

In the meantime...

Well, well...have I dropped the ball on posting or what? I know what's holding me up...summer vacation parts 2-5 and a lack of downtime during the entire month of September. So, I apologize for the drought, and I am still working on those posts.

In the meantime, Emma and Sam both have had their half birthdays!!! There is so much to report! In honor of these recent 6 month milestones, I will include some of my favorite moments. Since there is sooo much to catch up on, we'll start with Sam.

18 months

His new favorite thing to do is fold towels. This is the only activity in his entire 18 month life that has seemed to entertain him for more than one minute. Yes, that is an apron he is wearing. He was doing a little cooking before the laundry. My mini multi-tasker!

Sam's language amazes me everyday. We have real conversations all day long. Here are the top 10 of my favorite things he has said to me recently (in no particular order):

1. In a memory lapse, I said to Sam, "we need to turn on..um...um " and he answered "music?" Yep. Thanks sam, you know me so well. Dance party it is.

2. Turns out, Sam likes to be excessively polite. He says "thank you mommy" hundreds of times a day. Making him a sandwich, changing his diaper, getting him in and out of the car..."thank you, mommy." Who said this is a thankless job?

3. Well, it's official. Sam has a milk allergy. And, I thought gluten was in everything. News flash, milk and it's products are in EVERYTHING. Anyway, Sam looves his chocolate soy milk and can be found hanging on the refrigerator, begging for "coffee milk" on a regular basis.

4. Sam insists on helping make dinner. He needs to be in on the action and loves to throw in an ingredient or stir here and there. So, I can be sure when dinner time rolls around, Sam will follow me in the kitchen, and beg me to pick him up, repeating, "helper, mommy? helper, mommy? helper mommy?" one million times. I ususally pick him up, because he is not satisfied unless he has climbed my legs or, on a couple of occasions, completely run away with my britches. I'm not making this up. Here's to making dinner one-handed, gluten and dairy-free, with or without pants!!

5. A while back, I documented Sam's preferred affirmative, okaaay! I'm working on catching his new favorite answer to everything, "mmhmm...yeah.", on video too. Stay tuned!

6. "Try it, Mommy! Try it!" is sure to follow when he is quacking on a duck whistle, jumping on or off anything, or eating something new.

7. Me: Let me change your diaper. Sam: "No waaaaay, Jose"

8. During Emma's soccer game, Sam was sitting on my lap, shouting, "Go, Emma, go! Run, kick soccerball, run, kick, go!"

9. Last night on a car ride, Sam informed us, "I see moon." I love that one.

10. Finally, Sam loves books! He is very interested in the birthday page with pictures of cookies, cake, and balloons. He usually breaks into song, "haaaap biirrrtday to you....!" Sam also has books that accurately label large, obscure vehicles like airport feul tanker, heavy transporters, mobile crane, just to name a few. Steve found him in his room looking at a truck book and saying, "sleeper cab. sleeper cab." Seriously?

Sam's new "cheese" face

I hope this loong post is a little peace offering for the drought. I'm back. And there's lot's to catch up on!

You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch...

Things in the last 48 hours that very well could be followed by some sad, trumpety noise.

1. Packing away Sam's 12 months clothes.

2. Packing away Emma's 2T clothes.

3. Taking down my green bean vines b/c the stink bugs most likely destroyed them.

4. And the icing on the cake...Although, I should be happy that it is probably advanced for Emma to be able to illustrate emotion in drawing a face, why did it have to be me? Seriously, I think I am mostly nice to her, but this gem would make anyone think otherwise.

I walked by her drawing quietly. It was everything pictured above without the smile.

Emma: Mom, I drew a picture of you.

Me: (I'm thinking to myself..good lord! that looks angry...no...she's only 3...let's hope it's a coincidence)

Emma: That's you being angry.

Me: (great.) Why am I angry?

Emma: Because I hit my brother.

Me: Yes. That makes me angry. I'm not always angry, though, right?.

Emma: (added the smile).

Hopefully, I outgrow my Mom=Dr. Seuss Grinch status.

The Late Night Show

Scene: Middle of the night. Sam wakes up itching...I'm rocking Sam in his dark room. Steve is in the bathroom helping Emma who woke up for a potty break. Sam sits up, noticing the light in the hall. Apparently, he needs to get to the bottom of this.

Sam: medsin, medsin, medsin, medsin? (translation: sweet! am I getting some tasty meds?)

Me: No medicine, lay down.

Sam: (lays down for a few seconds, pops up) Potty, potty, potty? Daddy potty?

Me: yes. daddy potty. lay down. (I'm for sure not mentioning who else is in there)

Sam: (lays down for about a minute, back up laughing)

Me: what's so funny?

Sam: bye, bye, poopie, bye, bye, poopies..hahahahah...(cracking up)

Me: hilarious. goodnight.

oh my little sam. =)

PS: He is not allergic to cats, wheat, beef, eggs, codfish, other random things on this allergy screen. However, still itching. Any thoughts? We are using the most hypoallergenic detergent possible.

Summer Vacation - Part 1

San Antonio, here we come! We miss our friends terribly. So much, in fact, that we went ahead and jumped into the scary unknown..a plane ride with two little ones. We were pleasantly surprised when all went well. We arrived at the airport and Jason picked us up in a minivan they rented to cart our growing group around. They live in paradise. A place where a gluten-free/vegetarian diet is no big deal, the swimming pool is refreshing, and good friends and good conversation await on an amazing lanai! Jason, a genius with surprisingly exceptional hide and seek skills, and Amanda, a superhero-goddess in all things domestic, welcomed us warmly!

Our fleet

I saved the best for last. The main reason we came to visit was to meet the newest member of this family and Princess of Paradise, Miss Isla Rose!!!!!! My font choices do not allow me to express how exciting this is for us! I did not take nearly enough pictures of Isla. She is so so tiny and cute! And, Jason and Amanda make such great parents.

Hanging out with Isla is especially exciting for us because it seems like just yesterday that Jason and Amanda were baby Emma's special friends. Babies and ALL that comes with them was new and surprising.

Jason and Emma(1 day old)

Amanda and Emma

Jason and Emma (5 mos)

And now, Isla's here!!!! And, she's more beautiful than any of us could have imagined. Even though, she is so mini and new, she already has a sweet personality and her own preferences. She will let you know if she is too hot and likes to watch everyone around her, taking everything in. It's amazingly fun to see Jason and Amanda glued to their monitor and surrounded by baby gear! During our trip, Emma asked Amanda if she could be Isla's big sister. We can't wait for all of the fun times to come!