Nate in the Raw

July 30, 2010

My poor children and their undocumented lives. It has been awhile. Since we are stuck at home today (Scott has 101 and I am not feeling awesome) and by stuck at home, I mean the Sesame Street is blaring, everyone is still in pjs, and Nate is sitting on the floor crushing saltine crackers into the carpet, I feel the need to seize the moment and update. While I obviously don’t like having sick kids, sometimes it is nice to be forced to stay at home and have a TV day.

Little Nate… where to even start. He just turned two and gets funnier by the day and his hair is getting whiter by the minute. For the last month, he has slept on his floor in front of his door. I have no idea why. And yes, I put him back in his bed when he is asleep and 30 seconds later I hear him get out and resume his floor position. I fought it for a while (I even told him that spiders might bite him if he wasn’t in his bed, not my proudest mom moment, but it was at 4:30 in the morning AFTER he had been awake for an hour) and now I have given up. If he wants to sleep on his carpet, so be it.

He still loves reading. His new thing is to point at the pictures and say, “What is that?” The problem with this is that he knows the answer in his head and he will put his little finger on a girls face and say, “What is that?”

Me: A girl.

Nate: Noooo

Me: A girls face.

Nate: (getting mad) NOOOO MAMA!

Me: Her hair?

Nate: NOOOOOOOO MAAMMAMAMAMA!!!

Me: HER EYES????

Nate: NOOOOOOOO

Me: HER LIPS??

Nate: NOOOOO MAMAMAMA… GIRLS CHEEKS!!!! GIRLS CHEEKS MAMA!

Me: (not having fun) Oh, girls cheeks. Cooool.

Nate: (sweating out of frustration) Yea, girls cheeks mama. Girls cheeks. (nodding at me like, good job lady, you finally got it, I have now taught you what cheeks are.)

This continues until we are finished reading. The GOOD thing is, once we have read the book and gotten through it, if we read it again, he wants the same answers, so next time he points to that girls head, I will know….. GIRLS CHEEKS! 10 books down 500000 to go. (Oh, and I have tried to turn it around and say, “I don’t know Nate, what is it?” to which he replies, “Nooo, mama do it.”)

He has also started this thing where he talks like the “I see dead people” kid and follows me around and whispers…

“Hooole Jew, Hole jew…” (translation: hold you.) And when I turn around he is standing there looking at me with a huge smile and crazy white hair.

He is adorable. He is talking up a storm. He knows some of his shapes, some colors, and how to sing part of Happy Birthday. He is scared of fireworks and candles. He is obsessed with his big brother and is going to have major separation anxiety when Scott goes back to school. He follows him around and literally does everything he does and repeats everything he says. Scott is training him to like him (really, that is what Scott said). His favorite things are bubbles and pizza. Pizza is his answer all of lifes hard questions. Whats for dinner? Pizza! Who are you talking to on the phone? Pizza! Knock Knock, who’s there? Pizza! Nate, I love you. Pizza and Boop (soup)!

Nate lights up a room and our lives.

Tell me you don't want to kiss that nose!

Seriously, his hair is WHITE!

Birthday Tunnel!

My 3 favorite people.

Now for the stuff only I care about….

At 2 yrs old:

Height: 33 1/2 inches

Weight: 23 1/2 lbs

Perfect in every way.

PS I know my pictures are not as good as this girls, I try.

Stay tuned for Scott Uncut…

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Phew. I made it through week one. I almost had a break down on Thursday (it involved me yelling at Mike, “Yea, this is a blast, standing over a hot stove making a meal for everyone else that I don’t even like!”, I know, I know, my life is super hard and complicated). I have had a couple of people suggest e-mealz, which is totally on my list for NEXT week since THIS week… Evyn is coming to town which means two things. The first and most important being WE GET TO SEE EVYN and the second (and definitely not as important but still exciting to me) is that we are eating at my mom’s house a couple of nights next week and that means NO COOKING! I am in charge of desserts… my mom is a smart woman.

Two wonderful things happened this weekend. Date night. I forget how much I love date night sometimes. And I slept in until 11 on Sunday. I forget how much I love sleep sometimes.

Monday: Burgers (carried over from last week, I can’t remember what we ended up eating instead of burgers, all I know is that we didn’t eat them)

Tuesday: Dad’s bday dinner (I am making his bday cake, his favorite is white wedding cake…)

Wednesday: Dinner at Moms!

Thursday: Ev is with her in laws… so back to the kitchen… Grilled tilapia, corn on cob, wedge salad

Friday: Back at Moms!

Saturday: Out

Sunday: Maybe out? Maybe leftovers? Maybe pizza at the pool?

Have a great week!

Thump Thump

July 22, 2010

I wasn’t going to talk about this on my blog because when it comes to serious “stuff” I am a pretty private person. I don’t necessarily mind people knowing, but I am more of a deal with it as it comes and move on type person and constant questions are only reminders. Now that I have scared you out of ever asking me a private question again…

I would like to give a shout out to all the mommas (and dads and grandparents and siblings) who have children with health problems. It has to be one of those things that you can never in a million years explain to someone who has never gone through it. A few of you know about Scott’s heart murmur and the testing and MRIs and ECHOs and chest xrays and drama that we dealt with surrounding that a couple of years ago. Now it is little Nate’s turn. Basically, he has always had a faint murmur, but at his 2 year check up, the pediatrician said it was much more prominent and wants to have the pediatric cardiologist check him out. My stomach turned to knots when she said this. Honestly, not because I think anything is majorly wrong with Nate, but because the testing and the waiting and the testing and the waiting is horrible and I don’t want to go through it all again.

I went into the ECHO (basically a heart ultrasound) appointment both kids in tow feeling fine until I had to lay Nate down and keep him still. He was just looking up at me with his tan cheeks and white hair being so patient and saying, “All done now Mama. All done.”  His tiny heart was beating on a huge screen in front of my face and I had to choke back tears. It was like looking at little Scott all over again.

Is there anything worse than feeling helpless when it comes to your kids? Is there any thing worse than not being able to fix it?

Scott was fine. Nate will be fine. But it still keeps me up at night. And my problems are teeny tiny compared to so many others.

So to the parents of kids with autism and cystic fibrosis and cancer and severe food allergies… You are amazing. We (myself very much included) will never be able to understand the day to day wondering if your child will be okay. I am sure the constant worry about every decision is more than we can even begin to imagine. I hope you are able to ask for help when you need it and I hope that as fellow parents we are supporting you. From one mom to another, you are super mom’s in my book.

The Talk

July 19, 2010

Well it happened. My non menu planning life style was noticed by my family. The show down went like this:

Mike: (not making eye contact, knowing I despise budget talks) Sooo, I was looking over our accounts and for the last couple of months, our food spending has been really high (I am way to embarrassed to give you actual numbers)

Me: Hmmmmm.

Mike: Why do you think that is?

Me: Well, I haven’t really been into cooking or meal planning lately.

Mike: Okay….do you think you could try to get into it?

Me: Not really.

Mike: (not amused)

Me: (not amused)

Truth be told. It is getting a little annoying going to the store 3 times a week and wandering aimlessly, so I am going to try. You know that saying, “Smile and you will become happy” (or something like that). I am trying, “Menu plan and you will actually enjoy meals.”

I have said it before, and I will say it again. I do NOT enjoy cooking. I do NOT enjoy planning for cooking. I do NOT enjoy cleaning up the mess that cooking makes. I do (oddly enough) enjoy grocery shopping with my kids. I enjoy eating. I enjoy eating other peoples home made food and I enjoy restaurants. So this is a forced labor of love.  Ugh.

So what sounds good when it is 5 million degrees out…. Nothing involving the oven for sure. Grilling? Crock pot? Cold food? Cosmos (the restaurant and the drink)?

Monday: Grilled Blackened Chicken Ceasar Salad

Tuesday: Maple Garlic Marinated Pork Tenderloin with Rice and Asparagus

Wednesday: Left over pizza from Sunday night with Salad

Thursday: Burgers and grilled veggies

Friday: Make your own sub with fruit salad

Saturday: out

Sunday: Sandwiches at pool

I would love any summer cooking recipes that you and your family enjoy!

I will leave you with my new song obsession (I love it and listen to it about 5 times a day… Mike loves to make fun of it):

Big City Life