Wednesday, January 26, 2011

To infinity and beyond

He has started pretend play and it makes my heart smile. I love this kid so much.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

He lives in a pineapple under the sea...

and I think you all know who I am talking about. I'm not sure exactly how he does it, but that little yellow talking sponge has mass appeal. I was talking to my dear husband the other day and he was like,
"I really like Spongebob." I laughed and said,
"Me too!" Who'd have thought the only TV show our entire family has ever agreed upon simultaneously would be about a yellow sponge?
Even my father-in-law watches the show.

I just don't have time to go into any real detail about my life because I am browning some hamburger. Please be patient with me and keep checking and I will post again soon!

Sunday, January 16, 2011

A few things I never thought I would do.

1) Burn fish sticks. It's hard to mess up fish sticks. But when the fire alarm started going off from all the smoke I seriously thought it was just my dirty oven causing the smoke. Not the burned fish sticks.

2) Consider belly dancing lessons. Saw a belly dancing demo and it was cool. However, there is not a belly dancing studio in or near my village. Yes, village.

3) Consider pole dancing lessons. See #2.

I'm gearing up for another busy semester. Hope you all have a great week!

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Baked Alaska

I just spent a very long day with my son. It was nice, as it usually is...but exhausting. He doesn't nap and he spent the last hour and a half talking. I mean we were lying in the dark, and he literally did not stop talking until I threatened to leave the room and shut the door.

What does a two year old have to say for an hour and a half? He talked about catching bugs in a net, and trains, and car washes, washing machines, his new 'catepillar dumper truck' and the snow. He talked about his aunts and uncles and cousins and daddy (who incidentally was at work still at 8:00 p.m.). It's hard to think of anything we didn't talk about. The uses of cars, refrigerators, and the oven. Which happens to be the reason I am writing this blog post.

He started talking about the oven and how he was going to use the oven and I reminded him that only Mommy and Daddy use the oven. I asked,

"What does the oven do?"
he said brightly,
"It makes food. It makes ice cream and I eat a little bit."

I thought he was confused and I said,

"No, you're thinking of the refrigerator. The oven is hot, it doesn't have ice cream in it."

And then I remembered.

Tony made Baked Alaska last week.

I keep trying to correct the kid but he always seems to be right.

Wonder who he gets that from?

Friday, January 7, 2011


For the first time, I took Holden to the store to buy himself a toy with the money he had saved in his piggy bank. He chose an 'Island of Sodor' mega blocks kit that he had been begging for and we brought it home. For two days he kept calling the little helicopter "Arrow." When it's actual name is Harold.
We kept correcting him.

"No, it's Harold. HHHHarold." We tried to correct him.

He would look at us and say brightly,


He is pretty great at language for his age so I was stumped as to why he wouldn't say it right.
And then I realized that on the movie(s) of Thomas the train, the voice over is in a British accent.

So Holden is thinking we are crazy for calling the helicopter Harold when his actual name is pronounced