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Nathaniel James!!!

Now that he is a toddler and into E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G, I am finding myself stating his full name more often than not.

Recently, while he was sitting in his high chair, he somehow got a hold of his tomato-based soup I was spooning to him.  I had set it down onto the table while I fixed him something else to eat.  I turned around from across the kitchen to see him holding it precariously over the edge of his highchair tray.  My heart leaped into my throat.  I knew what was about to happen.  I quickly evaluated options as to how to get him to not drop the soup onto the floor and onto the walls/table/curio cabinet.  I decided my best shot was to slowly approach him while talking to him.

So I did.  Right when I got within arms reach, he smiled and said, “uh-OH!” and promptly released the cup of soup.  It splattered absolutely everywhere.  He beamed at me and I found myself saying, “Nathaniel James!!!”

That little devil.

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Baff time!

Get ready for some serious baby cuteness!

Packing for Our Trip South

I honestly would not be packing so much stuff if the weather down South would just make up it’s mind if it wants to be hot or cold and stick to it.  As it is, I am having to pack for both the mid-70’s daytime temperatures AND the chilly 40’s nighttime temperature.

Thank goodness I bought him a few summer tops ahead of time, we will be needing them for the trip.  As for me, I only have a few short-sleeved tops left out this winter and will need to figure something out for that.

Anyhow, I am laying all of his clothes out and trying to pack the most efficiently as I can.  That aside, we are REALLY looking forward to this visit.  🙂

Christmas

To be totally honest, we had a bit of a rough start Christmas Eve, but things turned out great on Christmas Day.

Nathan especially had himself a great one. His dad stayed up late to put together his gifts from his grandparents and Santa.  Here is what he awoke to:

He opened a few gifts from under the tree on Christmas Eve. This is a tradition from my Dad’s side of the family that my relatives brought over from Germany. The German Christmas tradition is that we open all under-the-tree gifts on Christmas Eve at night after our big Christmas Eve dinner which usually includes duck, turkey, or pheasant.  We stay up as late as we want to.  Then on Christmas morning, we wake up to all of our nicest gifts from Santa.  We then take it easy the rest of the day and eat leftovers from Christmas eve and desserts.

For Nathan, we’re doing a hybrid of sorts of our traditions.  We eat the traditional German meal on Christmas eve, then we open a few gifts.  Santa comes overnight and brings us the rest of the nicer gifts for us to wake up to on Christmas day.  Then we cook again for the Christmas Day meal instead of eating leftovers. This year we went to Nathan’s Auntie’s for a fabulous meal that night and really enjoyed it.  🙂

We had a few mishaps this Christmas as C was on a self-mauling binge of sorts.  Among other things, he walked on glass with his bear feet and stabbed himself in the thigh about 1.5″ deep. That aside, it turned out to be a really nice Christmas.

Note to self:

…don’t multitask while chatting!!!

Today I had a very embarrassing mishap while chatting with both customer service and Chris. 

I was chatting to Chris about all of the cute things that Nathan does while I waiting on the customer service chat person.

Customer service chat:

CS- I’ll be right with you. Thank you for holding

ME- sure

Chat with Chris:

C- Nathan says HIHIHIHIHI HiIII daddy!

Me: I like it when he says

[Just then, the chat switched back over to customer survice]

Chat with customer service:

CS- I’ll be right with you. Thank you for holding

ME- sure

ME- RAAOOOOW (roars)

Customer Service: I beg your pardon?

Oh dear. Ooops.

First Visit With Santa

We waited 1.5 hours to see Santa.  Santa saw Nathan.  Nathan promptly cried.  The end.

A day in the life…

Let me just explain a how a typical day cleaning is almost impossible with a toddler.

I’ll start with a simple goal…to load the dishes into the dishwasher:

  • I open dishwasher and manage to get exactly two glasses loaded when Nathan runs over to see what mommy is doing
  • I turn to get more dishes, he pulls some dirty dishes out
  • I tell him no and attempt to redirect him several times(unsuccessfully) as he keeps returning to the dishwasher
  • I give up and decide to vacuum instead
  • I plug in the vacuum and then he unplugs it again
  • I redirect him and then he makes it his mission to stand right in front of my cleaning path constantly, thinking its a game
  • I try to redirect him to finish what I am doing, he starts to cry and wants a bottle and to be held
  • I get him settled and then it is time for his nap, so I can’t do anything noisy like vacuuming or dishes
  • I do laundry instead, but before I can get them put away, he wakes up again and wants lunch
  • We eat lunch.
  • He puts half of it onto the floor and wants more
  • He finishes so I put him down so I can clean up the floor and his tray
  • He runs into the living room and pulls EVERY SINGLE item I have folded on to the floor
  • He puts one of the socks into the toilet
  • I realize what he is doing and fuss and redirect him
  • he gets mad and throws a tantrum, which I ignore and refold the clothes
  • I open the cabinets to put the re-folded towels up,
  • Nathan runs to see what mommy is doing, grabs a bottle of tylenol and runs off with it
  • I chase after him, he cries when I take it from him and wants a bottle
  • While I am fixing his bottle, he runs to the cabinets and pulls the towels out, then pulls the broom onto his head and cries
  • I sooth him, give him his bottle, then try to fix the towels again….
  • And so it continues like this….and continues…and continues…

I am sure that all of you moms of toddlers out there are nodding your heads at this because you know exactly what I am talking about.  With a 14-month old, or at least mine, I can’t really discipline him in time out or anything because he doesn’t understand that concept yet.  So I am just forced to redirect his attention a gazilion times a day and still try to clean up after him and keep him content and actually get stuff done.  For the life of me, I cannot seem to get this toddler-cleaning thing figured out.  Oh well…this time, though frustrating, will be over before I know it.

Mr. Organization. Kind of. Not really.

I’ve spent the entire day cleaning and yet my house is still a mess.  How is this possible? Oh that’s right, I have a toddler.

Lately Nathan is experimenting with his new-found skill: organizing.  The organization skills of a toddler are questionable, or at the very least, it leaves much to be desired.  At first I thought it was cute when he started to put his balls into the pots & pans cabinet.  It didn’t bother me at all. Why should it?  It’s just a few balls that are easily removed when I need to get a pot out.

Then he decided to expand his skills and chaos broke out. So far I have found:

  • A bow from under the tree + 2 spoons + deodorant in his clothes hamper
  • Jar from the recycle bin + several shoes (his and mine) in his dirty cloth diaper basket
  • Coat hanger + remote in his diaper genie (gross)
  • Two toy cars + computer wire in the air vent (he pulled the grate up first)
  • Paper towels + sock in the other air vent
  • He moved some of his socks and put them in his pants drawer
  • Put his sippy cup + pants in his shirt drawer
  • Throws half of his toys over the gate and down the stairs to litter the foyer
  • More cooking utensils + tupperware lids + snack food in my clean clothes laundry hamper

Needless to say, I am *really* looking forward to the day when I can ask (beg and bribe) him to pick up his own toys.  What a fabulous day that will be!

 

My juicer is IN!!!

Ok, so as I mentioned before, I am embarking on a new trial and error of my j-pouch life.  I call this phase: THE JUICER phase. I know, I am just so creative with my naming of life’s phases.

After tons of product reviews, I settled on the Breville 800JEXL Juicer ELITE.   At first I was going to settle on a less expensive (and less effective) model, however, a great sale at Macy’s put the machine well within our budget due to 50% off + free shipping + and extra some % off.

It was delivered to our house this evening. I was so excited (read: in dire need of energy) that I purged my fridge of any and all veggies and fruits to be ground into a dry, masticated pulp.

I first juiced one cucumber and a ton of baby spinach leaves.  I then made a cocktail of sorts with hot sauce, onion powder, salt, and red pepper.  It turned out so-so.  It would have been a ton better with a tomato.  Next, I juiced two bananas and an orange.  I drank the juice, then fed some of the pulp to Nathan. He loved it and quickly started signing “more”, as in, “give me more of that.”

By the way, if you have young kids or babies, the juicer is quite nifty!  You can “sneak” lots of veggie pulp (spinach, carrots, beets, broccoli, and others) by adding the pulp to hamburger patties, meat loafs, and soups.  With the juice from these veggies, you can make homemade soups from scratch, broths, dressings, marinades, and lots of other things.  You can get creative and make delicious fresh, organic, baby foods from soft fruits and veggies.

As if you couldn’t tell already, I’m pretty excited about this absolutely fabulous, lean, mean, juicing machine! This baby can grind an orange DRY of juice in like 2.5 seconds flat.  Wow.  I’ll get back to you on the exact model…

In the meantime, I am hoping to notice a difference in my energy levels and overall health.

A children’s book that made me cry like a baby

Have you ever heard of/read the children’s book, “Love You Forever”  by Robert Munsch???

Wow.

I was at the bookstore and picked up this book and flipped through it.  Here are the words, quoted from this post:

“A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she held him, she sang:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
my baby you’ll be.

The baby grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refrigerator and he took his mother’s watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say, “this kid is driving me CRAZY!”

But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
my baby you’ll be.

The little boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was nine years old. And he never wanted to come in for dinner, he never wanted to take a bath, and when grandma visited he always said bad words. Sometimes his mother wanted to sell him to the zoo!

But at night time, when he was asleep, the mother quietly opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep, she picked up that nine-year-old boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
my baby you’ll be.

The boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a teenager. He had strange friends and he wore strange clothes and he listened to strange music. Sometimes the mother felt like she was in a zoo!

But at night time, when that teenager was asleep, the mother opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep she picked up that great big boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
my baby you’ll be.

That teenager grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town. But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into her car and drove across town.  If all the lights in her son’s house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed. If that great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
my baby you’ll be.

Well, that mother, she got older. She got older and older and older. One day she called up her son and said, “You’d better come see me because I’m very old and sick.” So her son came to see her. When he came in the door she tried to sing the song. She sang:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always…

But she couldn’t finish because she was too old and sick. The son went to his mother. He picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And he sang this song:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
my Mommy you’ll be.

When the son came home that night, he stood for a long time at the top of the stairs. Then he went into the room where his very new baby daughter was sleeping. He picked her up in his arms and very slowly rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while he rocked her he sang:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
my baby you’ll be.

From: http://www.robertmunsch.com

By the time I finished this book, tears were streaming down my face. I was so embarrassed and had to leave the store trying to hide my face! This is such a sweet book and reminds me of a similar song that I sing to Nathan:

I will always love you,

I will ALWAYS love you,

Mommy always love you,

My baby BABY boy…

(SNIFFLE!) 🙂

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