Thursday, May 27, 2010
Today, he was very active; he got up by 7:30, played with his friend Toby (and Gabe for a few minutes), played with Grandma while I got a haircut, went to Costco after lunch (hmm...maybe that's the culprit; they had an overabundance of wonderful snacks today). But alas...by 3:15 when I could still hear him talking, I decided it was time to get him up. I opened the door to see him with his pillow propped up behind him, the blankets spread out over his legs and a book open in front of him. When he saw me, he cheerfully said, "Oh, hi!!!", then shook his head and said, "No napping." The only non-cute part of this sight was that he had managed to dump the entire contents of his water bottle onto his crib mattress.
I brought him downstairs and after playing with my shoes and riding his bike through the living room for a few minutes, he pulled the basket of books up to the couch (where I was sitting, checking my e-mail), propped a pillow on his legs and began working his way through the books.
Seriously, how can I possibly complain about a boy who quietly sits reading a huge stack of books in lieu of taking a nap?
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Situation: Ethan has decided he is all done eating his second bowl of his favorite breakfast of yogurt with homemade granola; Daddy is getting ready for work and he would rather be there. So, I logically decide to put the breakfast away in the fridge. After all, it is his second bowl. Apparently, this was the wrong decision. As soon as I sit down to eat my breakfast (how dare I!)....
Ethan: (whining and pulling on the chair)
Me: Mama put your breakfast away, honey. Go play with cars.
Me: Do you want to finish your yogurt?
Ethan: (whines and runs away from the chair).
Me: Ok, I guess you're all done.
Ethan : (running back to chair, whining) Wo-gurt! Wo-gurt!
Me: Are you still hungry?
Ethan: (whines and runs away from the chair)
Me: Ethan, if you want to eat the yogurt, you have to get in the chair.
Ethan: (Comes running to chair, then whines and runs away)
Me: Ethan, you have a bad attitude. You need to stop whining and show me your happy attitude.
Ethan: (Runs back to chair, whines)
Me: Ok, so get in your chair. You can have the yogurt if you get in your chair.
Ethan: (Whines and runs away)
Me: (Completely ignores him)
Ethan: (Runs back to chair, whines)
Me: That's it. (Swoops up Ethan under one arm, storms into living room, throws everything off official Time Out Chair, drops Ethan onto chair) You have a bad attitude and you need to show me your happy attitude. Do. Not. Get. Down.
Time out ensues.
Discussion about bad attitude and happy attitude ensues.
Hugs all around.
Apologies from mama for being impatient.
Ethan eats the yogurt. In his chair. With no whining. Hallelujah.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Although I think building a house sometimes seems like a last resort born out frustration over not finding the "perfect" house, that's not the situation with us. We originally looked at building one of these houses (in Rolling Hills Estates off Middle Road for you Winchester people), but there were downsides that outweighed the positives at the time. We didn't like the lots that were available (no flat yards, drainage issues, etc); the one lot that Dave absolutely loved wasn't available and we figured it probably wouldn't be available for a long time since it was quite a bit in to the subdivision. In walking through partially constructed homes, they felt dark and cavelike. However, on Friday Dave got an e-mail from the builder describing a promotion they were running so he decided to just go to the sales office and at least check it out. I just thought it was a good idea to pursue every option to be able to make a clear decision on it. Well, Dave came home with an excited gleam in his eye, "THAT lot is available!" "That lot" would be the only one he loved. Here it is:
It's a half acre, in the city, in a cul-de-sac, backing up to farmland and a well-established cul-de-sac in the next development. It has a slight curve to the right but it's mostly flat. And it's slightly uphill which gives a good view of the whole development. It faces the west so we will be able to sit on our front porch and watch the sun set.
About the house...you can go here to see the house plan. Basically, it's a 4 (potentially 5) bedroom, 3.5 bathroom house. The promotion they are running will give us a finished rec room and full bath in the basement. On Saturday evening we got to walk through a mostly finished version of our house and it's so pretty. It will basically look like this:
Monday, May 24, 2010
Stephen is going to Elizabethtown College in the fall, which is Messiah College's main rival. I told him I might not be able to speak to him again once he heads off there. However, we met Stephen's future coach this weekend and were informed that "it's not like that with track and field", so maybe there is hope.
I knew Ethan would have a great time watching. He's so easy to take places. He climbed up and down the few bleachers near us, sat with Nana and Papa, cheered for someone named Thomas...
Friday, May 21, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
And were denied. I still love this house. The one drawback was that it had no basement, but it was about the size of our current house with 5 bedrooms, lots of light, a sunroom, awesome brand-new appliances, a garage and most importantly, a spectacular yard. This might actually still be a possibility; when we put an offer on, it wasn't actually on the market and the owners decided to try their luck on the market...while overpricing their house. Good luck with that. Anyway...moving on.
We are basically only looking in a few neighborhoods within Winchester City. If we move outside the city to the county, Dave would lose his spot on the Old Town Development Board and he's very passionate about that. We don't want to live in Old Town mainly because we don't want an old house and I absolutely do not want to deal with the Apple Blossom chaos. So our options are limited particularly since we would really like to stay near where we currently are so that we are close to Dave's parents. Other than that, our main criteria are four bedrooms, a garage and a level yard.
This past weekend, we thought there was a possibility for buying a foreclosure 4 doors down from Dave's parents; so close you could wave from deck to deck. But the owners are trying to keep their house by working with their lender so that's out for now. Bummer.
Double bummer when this house directly behind the Spences came on the market over the weekend (although technically the owners have been trying to sell it for 2 years, now it's going to foreclosure).
But oh...it's just too darn big. Four thousand square feet. Four THOUSAND square feet. We went and looked at it last night and while it has an awesome yard, Dave and I have never wanted a huge house. There were a couple of other odd things about it too; there are basically two living areas back to back and sort of open to each other, and the basement probably wasn't finished according to code (or even with permits). I want to like it because of the yard (and because we could put a door in the fence so that there would be open access between the in-laws house and ours) but Dave doesn't feel at home in it and I don't feel like I could manage it. I'm afraid it would look so empty and it would be really easy to get sucked into buying furniture to fill up the empty space. And really, it's a little out of our price range anyway.
So that's where we are. Trying not to get frustrated. Trying to remember that God has the perfect house at the perfect time for the perfect price in the perfect place. I'm very thankful that Dave and I are in agreement about what we like and so far haven't argued about anything home related. We've been doing good about reminding each other not to get discouraged or desperate but to remember what our values are in the home search.
And hey! If anyone has a great house and wants to move, let us know!
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Noah weighs 19 lbs 3 oz (below 5th percentile - he dropped a little) and is 28 3/4 inches tall (5th percentile). Whoops...already put him in a forward facing carseat after assuming he was 20 lbs. I was assured that it's fine; something about a neurological ability to hold his head up...keep him forward facing. On the list of questions for Dr. Schiavone
1) Is he concerned about parabens and pthalates? (He's not.)
2) Do his teeth look ok? The bottom ones seem stalled in their growth. (They will keep growing and look fine.)
3) Since he's starting to be pickier, will he survive if I don't continuously supplement what he's not eating? (Yep. Don't keep feeding him extra food.)
4) Does he need calcium supplements since he doesn't drink much milk? (No; as long as he's getting 2-3 servings of dairy, he's fine.)
So, then he got a shot - one shot, nice! - finishing up his immunization against diptheria, tetanus, pertussis, polio and something else.
And in other news...I feel I must document how Noah sucks his thumb because it's so funny. If he is wearing a long sleeve shirt, he holds his sleeve between his other fingers and his palm while sucking his thumb. But, if it's a short sleeve shirt, he grabs the front of his shirt and holds it in the same hand as the thumb he's sucking. He walks around with a perpetual wet spot on the front of his shirt.
And the thumb sucking doesn't mean he's upset anymore like it used to. Now it's just habit and comfort. I asked Dr. Schiavone if I should worry about it and he said not until he's 3. His theory is that as he gets more active, he will need his hands more and more and will naturally stop sucking it. Um...ok, but seriously, he walks around playing with one hand and it doesn't seem to bother him one bit. In any event, I'm too busy teaching Ethan to share and not hit Noah and teaching Noah to stop hanging on my legs and destroying Ethan's creations to want to fight that battle right now. Later...later.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Yesterday, I spent 2 1/2 hours in my kitchen during naptime and here's what I accomplished.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
I had no idea that sprouting was like a whole other world. Seriously. It's like the Nutritional Underground. Apparently, you can sprout all kinds of grains and seeds and it makes them healthier. I personally had no other motives for doing this other than learning a new technique; I have no plans to change my lifestyle to incorporate sprouting, despite feeling like it's important to eat healthy.
To sprout, you have to plan what you're making way ahead of time (Strike One - I'm not that deliberate about what I cook on a regular basis). First you have to soak the wheat berries - no, wait, first you have to know wheat berries exist and hunt them down in the grocery store.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
So, I'm not entirely sure where I'm going to put them when they need larger pots since yeah...I have no yard. I'm pretty sure you can't make a garden out of mulch. That much I know.
I also bought two tomato plants and a strawberry planter. I think the strawberries might not make it. I don't get how to water them without the dirt and water coming right out the holes. I am not sure I want to get it. I think tomatoes might be quite enough for me.
I'm hoping that, just like with my cooking projects lately, I start to feel less and less dumb as this process continues. I was just informed yesterday that I will need to re-pot the tomatoes and buy a tomato cage. I had no idea such a thing existed. Something in me whines, "Why do I have to buy a tomato cage?? No one told me I had to buy equipment to grow stinkin' tomatoes! They said this was easy!" I really really want the tomatoes to succeed, but I also feel like it's an effort to learn to do this. It's not that much of an effort to learn new cooking techniques. I feel like I did when SOMEONE made me sew a skirt - like crying (p.s. sewing will not be making an appearance on this blog; I hate it). If I can just push through it, I'll learn, right?
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
In the past few months, I've noticed blog friends and Facebook friends talk about what I would consider advanced cooking skills. Someone made marshmallows and meringue and another one made bagels. (You know who you are.) I was unaware that an ordinary person could actually make marshmallows or bagels. I thought only professional cooks could make those things or that it was only possible to create them in a factory with chemicals and machines. I've been proven wrong. And I've decided that I would like to little by little try some new cooking techniques.
Today's lesson was bagels. I found this recipe for Honey Wheat Bagels and added a little cinnamon and dried cranberries.
I have not tasted them yet, but they smell wonderful. The only thing I would tweak at this point is that it made 12 tiny bagels. I might make 8 larger bagels next time and double the batch. The only problem I had was that some of them (not pictured) didn't rise so well, but I think I boiled them too hard. When I turned down the heat, the other bagels turned out much prettier. My only question is this (and let me list the parts of this complicated question): 1) I know whole wheat flour makes products denser 2) I know you can use bread flour instead of all-purpose flour to make fluffier bagels 3) I know you can add wheat gluten to all-purpose flour to make your own bread flour. Sooooo, the question is - can I make whole wheat bread flour by adding wheat gluten to it? Any expert cooks have advice?
Monday, May 3, 2010
First of all, Noah moved up in the carseat world...
And Ethan moved down...
Noah's got some words...mama, dada, uh-oh, choo-choo, shoes, juice, truck (maybe?), and sometimes teeth.
Ethan's got lots of words. Prizes for those of you who can guess the real word from my transcription of his pronunciation.
In parental accomplishments, Dave and I ran the Apple Blossom 10K with friends and family again. Dave finished in 50:47 and I finished in 57:26. Not to brag, but my time last year was 65 minutes. Of course, this year, I wasn't only a few months postpartum, so I really had no excuse to NOT beat last year's time. As we were leaving and listening to the times of the winners, we heard the women's winning time was something like 34:09 and I told Dave that will be my time next year. Yes, yes, it will be. I am going to win the whole darn thing.