Ever wonder what 30 pieces of gum in one sitting will do to the digestive tract of a 4 year old?
We'll find out soon enough!
We'll find out soon enough!
Friday, 21 December 2007
Wednesday, 19 December 2007
Tuesday, 18 December 2007
Someone near and dear to me celebrated his 30th birthday yesterday.
We had cake/gifts on Sunday, so I nearly forgot to even wish him a Happy Birthday yesterday. But it's true... Matt is now 30.
And I meant to blog this last night, but I was distracted by about a billion things... one of which being how stinking cold it is here (like 40 degrees overnight!)
Okay, enough excuses! I'm just a bad wife.
However... I am married to the hottest 30 year old, evah!
Yeah, you wish your husband was this hot!
We had cake/gifts on Sunday, so I nearly forgot to even wish him a Happy Birthday yesterday. But it's true... Matt is now 30.
And I meant to blog this last night, but I was distracted by about a billion things... one of which being how stinking cold it is here (like 40 degrees overnight!)
Okay, enough excuses! I'm just a bad wife.
However... I am married to the hottest 30 year old, evah!
Yeah, you wish your husband was this hot!Monday, 17 December 2007
We don't actually get out all that often... surprising? Meh.
We've been to Disney once. We drove out to Sarasota. We've been to the beach a couple of times... though not since May. We just tend to stick around here. We have lofty goals of going to the Keys... or Miami, so we can be brutally murdered on the street... whatever.
But when guests come to town, you have to entertain. So, we headed to St. Augustine for the day on Saturday. The historic part of the town is really beautiful and totally fascinating!
We went to Castillo de San Marcos where we got the watch them fire off some cannons. We enjoyed listening to one of the Park Rangers give a bunch of information... and got to wander around the fort. We learned a lot of stuff we didn't know and felt that the educational part was totally worth the $12 (total - kids were free) to get in.
Then we walked along old St. George Street. We got to see the Oldest School house and the Cathedral. All in all, it was a great experience.
Matt took a lot of pictures of the Park Rangers, who were dressed in authentic Spanish Soldier garb, and of the old buildings. Somehow, that doesn't appeal to me, AT ALL. I think I'm broken that way. So, I took my usual shots of the kids. If you'd like to check out some of the buildings, etc, you can head on over to Matt's blog. He'll have them up, eventually.
Thursday, 13 December 2007
A couple of months ago, I discussed Miles's issues.
Since that time, we've been meeting once/week with a speech therapist. For probably the first month or so, Miles would have NOTHING to do with this woman. Finally, he began to warm up. But in all honesty, by that point, we were already hearing his language blossom.
Before the surgery, Miles had 2 words. "Yeah." and "No." In the time since then, we've stopped counting. Every time he'd use a new word, I would write it down on a little note card. One of his first new words being "shoes," this boy definitely takes after his father.
Today alone, he has used at least 4 words he's never used before. He's putting sentences and thoughts together. Expressing himself as never before. Just before typing this, he brought me the pink superhero cape belonging to one of his sisters and said, "cape, please." I put it on him, and then he said "thank you, mama. kiss!" And then ran off into the living room to the words, "I Soo-pah-man!" repeated over and over. I think it's safe to say that on the language frontier he's doing quite well.
Now, if you had told me 6 months ago that there would be a time when I would be BEGGING him to stop talking, I wouldn't have believed you. I'd have laughed in your face. And I'd now be eating some crow. In the car, it's a constant barrage of "Mama! I see some trees. I see some cars. Buh-bye house. I see some trees..." Over and over and over. It must be time to teach him the "Quiet Game!"
For what it's worth, I did not take this picture. Miles, being introduced to "Mis-muss" aka Santa. He couldn't have cared less about the old man, he just wanted that precious candy cane he's clinging to.
Since that time, we've been meeting once/week with a speech therapist. For probably the first month or so, Miles would have NOTHING to do with this woman. Finally, he began to warm up. But in all honesty, by that point, we were already hearing his language blossom.
Before the surgery, Miles had 2 words. "Yeah." and "No." In the time since then, we've stopped counting. Every time he'd use a new word, I would write it down on a little note card. One of his first new words being "shoes," this boy definitely takes after his father.
Today alone, he has used at least 4 words he's never used before. He's putting sentences and thoughts together. Expressing himself as never before. Just before typing this, he brought me the pink superhero cape belonging to one of his sisters and said, "cape, please." I put it on him, and then he said "thank you, mama. kiss!" And then ran off into the living room to the words, "I Soo-pah-man!" repeated over and over. I think it's safe to say that on the language frontier he's doing quite well.
Now, if you had told me 6 months ago that there would be a time when I would be BEGGING him to stop talking, I wouldn't have believed you. I'd have laughed in your face. And I'd now be eating some crow. In the car, it's a constant barrage of "Mama! I see some trees. I see some cars. Buh-bye house. I see some trees..." Over and over and over. It must be time to teach him the "Quiet Game!"
For what it's worth, I did not take this picture. Miles, being introduced to "Mis-muss" aka Santa. He couldn't have cared less about the old man, he just wanted that precious candy cane he's clinging to.Tuesday, 11 December 2007
I heard a rumor that not every family has the tradition of insane holiday baking like mine does. I found this hilarious! and absurd! What good is Christmas without stuffing your face with 9 kinds of cookies/treats?! I ask you!
Now, I'm not as ambitious as my mother was/is (still, mom?) She'd make delightful treats like:
Applets & Cotlets (aka Turkish Delight)
Brown Sugar Lollipop Cookies
Sugar Cookies (I loathe them.)
Peanut Brittle
Orange Peel Candy
and about 4 others that I just don't care for.
My holiday baking list includes:
Glazed Almonds (I have 14 cups of blanched almonds to use... better get cracking!)
Muddy Buddies
Meltaways (also called Russian Tea Cakes)
Fudge
Raspberry Thumbprint Cookies
That's about it. Do I give them away to friends? Um. No? Does that make me a bad person?
Perhaps just a fat person...
Now, I'm not as ambitious as my mother was/is (still, mom?) She'd make delightful treats like:
Applets & Cotlets (aka Turkish Delight)
Brown Sugar Lollipop Cookies
Sugar Cookies (I loathe them.)
Peanut Brittle
Orange Peel Candy
and about 4 others that I just don't care for.
My holiday baking list includes:
Glazed Almonds (I have 14 cups of blanched almonds to use... better get cracking!)
Muddy Buddies
Meltaways (also called Russian Tea Cakes)
Fudge
Raspberry Thumbprint Cookies
That's about it. Do I give them away to friends? Um. No? Does that make me a bad person?
Perhaps just a fat person...
Tuesday, 4 December 2007
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