....to my husband. All of the hard work appears to be paying off!
Now, if we could just find a way to sell the children.... (just kidding!)So proud of you, honey.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Dear Mr. Lion Puppet
Dear Mr. Lion Puppet-
You didn't even make it one whole day in the hands of James.
You didn't even make it one whole day in the hands of James.
And where did your eyes, nose and half of your snout run off? And your tail? There's only a nub where your glorious tail once was.
Did it hurt your feelings as ever-eager two-year old James pulled your arms and legs apart, shouting "Lion arm! Lion leg!"
Were you pained as he hand-picked your eyeballs from their paper bag sockets: "Lion eyes! One! Two!" while stealthily hiding them who knows where?
Like Chuck Norris, James is a bit of a ninja. Also, like Chuck....James giveth, and the good James taketh away.
Deepest sympathy -
James' Mom
Monday, December 7, 2009
JD in Puppet Making
So our nanny is out sick today, and I am home playing real mommy today. Proof is in the pudding - when I woke James up, he said, "Wow! Mommy's home!" Okay, so my two-year old already understands that mommy being home is a total crapshoot. But I believe it makes me being home significantly more special than if he saw me hovering over him like a hawk every single day.
Anyway, we've had a great morning, despite both of the kids having a new cold of some sort. Stella's been coughing and her nose running loose all over the place. James has had a hanger-on cough for the better part of two weeks. Strangely, three doctors visits later, the diagnoses being that both are just fine with minor colds.
For breakfast, we all had organic blueberry waffles (okay, frozen, but still) and fruit. Sang countless rounds of ABC's with the special (Q-Walrus-T-U-V) version. And then while Stella "read", James and I embarked on a "huge" art project - that being the art of the lion paperbag puppet.
Well, it was a huge success. Minimal glue on table and hands, and no temper tantrum when the puppet couldn't be held immediately. 10:30 am - no big catastrophe's and a lion paperbag puppet?
Heck, who needs a law degree? Today, I got my JD in puppetry.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Stella Walks
Just a little over 11 months, and baby girl is starting to walk. She started out with four steps last night, and tonight, she made several steps in a row, several times. Two babies in two years, and now, we are almost rid of the crawling. Unreal.
Love you, Stella girl. So proud of you!
There's a Wocket in My Pocket
So you become a parent and not only does your brain turn to mush... but then you are expected to read actual mush to your kids, and with expressive voices.
Who made up all these rules?
"Tanks"giving
Thanksgiving was a great time. Last year, I was enormous and pregnant with Stella, and really it took every ounce of gumption I had to cook crockpot mac and cheese (and we all know how difficult crockpot cooking is).
This year was considerably "easier," in that I wasn't hauling around (ah-hem) 60 pounds of fetus - but it was still quite the challenge, kid-wise. My folks came up along with my grandparents. We had a big ole turkey (not a tofurky) cooked by Jason, and cooked to perfection it appeared. Lots of salad, stuffing, homemade biscuits. It was a pretty big success and "a good time was had by all who were in attendance."
Poor Stella girl was sick most of the week, and she was not in the best of places. But being the Southern lady she is... she was a trooper. James held approximately 20 puppet shows, so the entertainment was grand.
The following day, we humped it to the Christmas Tree farm. James was in true 2-year old form, but we still managed to have a nice time with the "grandpa goat" and the baby goat.
After everyone left on Saturday and it was just the four of us again in our "quiet" house, I asked James if he had a nice Thanksgiving. He said, "Yes, happy. Tankgiving. Happy."
Saturday, November 28, 2009
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