Moments to Remember....about my son

Dec 19, 2009

thinks it's funny how her son is sulking on the couch under a blanket because I told him no chocolate. On what planet would a mother not want her kid to rest on the couch under a blanket at 3pm in the afternoon? Cross your fingers he falls asleep. He's a nap fighter, for sure!

 

March 18, 2010

had to laugh when Alicia Keys' "Falling" came on the radio and he said, "Hey! This is my favorite song! Is this YOUR favorite song, Mommy?"

 

April 6, 2010

wonders why her son feels the need to skip the potty, thinking changing his clothes MULTIPLE TIMES A DAY infringes on his playtime less. REALLY?

 

April 16, 2010

My son is currently so mad at her that he is talking to himself in his room: "I don't want Mommy. I want Daddy. DADDY!!! DADDY!!! Waaah! DADDY!" And why is he mad at me? Oh, because I told him he could no longer play the computer because he didn't stop to go potty...and then had an accident...even though I told him to get off and go.

 

 April 20, 2010

thinks her son must be going through a growth spurt because he slept from 9pm-8am! Of course it could also mean no nap today! :P

 

 April 30, 2010 -

Me: "did you put your bear to night night?"
Him: "yes! Because he's sick!"
Lol. Sometimes my kid cracks me up!

 

 

 

I'm looking forward to spending the day with the boy: getting jamba juice, buying groceries, and doing laundry. Is it weird my son is excited, too? Haha. Sometimes he is so easily pleased. Of course, we haven't started yet...so only time will tell how long his excitement and cooperation will last. He's not even 4 and he...'s a Gemini, which means he changes his mind with great frequency!!! Haha

June 7,  2010 - I told him to go wash up before "rest time" while I clean up the lunch table. It was awfully quiet when I was done. I headed to his room, which had the lights on but door closed, and I found him FAST ASLEEP snuggled under the covers in his bed! Say what? Who is this child!? ;)


June 7, 2010
keeps saying that's a photo of him as a baby...even though that happens to be a photo of his daddy as a baby!

July 2, 2010
My daughter was at a playdate with a friend today.  I told my son we needed to run errands. After going to the Girl Scout office (which he called "This is the girl scout cookies"), he asked me when we were going to Errand's house.  He thought Errand was going to be a friend, not going from office to bank, etc.  

 

What Goes Together....

Peanut butter and jelly; cake and ice cream; vodka and orange juice; M&Ms and soft serve; money in my wallet (haha)....the list goes on.

We all know what goes together, or at least, what we feel goes together. I'm a basic person - I don't veer to far from the unusual, at least when it comes to food.  The Food Channel has opened my eyes to some weird foods.  My husband was watching some show the other night where the adventurous, wealthy patrons were paying to go to an event to eat things like snakes, mice, spiders, and other - in my opinion - nasty a** stuff.  I couldn't watch it.  I sat there for a minute and thought, "Ew.  Who the hell pays an exorbitant amount of money to EAT this gross crap??"  I mean, they are paying to eat it, not the other way around??  Watching starving contestants on Survivor eat cow intestines (or whatever) is one thing, but at least they are trying to WIN something - and watching that makes me squeamish. 

Clearly, I am just not that adventurous when it comes to food.  The most daring food I've tried was Uni (a type of sushi) and I spit it out.  My son, on the other hand, is definitely a daredevil who loves trying different things - that's what I think, anyhow.  Last night, he made this:

Check it out closely. 
That's stir fried veggies (in Sesame Ginger sauce) floating in miso soup with milk. 

And I may not be a terrific cook, but I promise you that I did not make that.  He mixed it all up.  One would think that after experimenting with the flavors, he would then push away the nasty combination; one would be wrong.  He continued to eat the mixture. 

It took every ounce of self-control not to stop him.  I want him to explore - and mixing foods and eating it is okay.  Obviously, exploring how the food looks on the wall or the floor would be too much exploration for this mother to allow, but I think mixing and eating things is pretty harmless.  And I think it's good to try new things.  Who knows?  He could be the next Top Chef.  The other night, one of the groups mixed chocolate with other stuff that most would not think would go with it....but that group won. 

So, even though *I* don't think it goes together, maybe Sesame Ginger marinated veggies in miso soup milk tastes good.  Maybe not.

To my darling son

It amazes me how much you've grown - all the things you can do by yourself, the little things that fascinate you.

One of your favorite things is dancing...to Justin Timberlake's Sexyback.  During Ellen DeGeneres' dancing sequence, you'll happily dance along with her.

You're also SO NEAT.  The other day, on our walk, we saw some rocks that had been pushed out of its boundaries (on someone's property) and you picked up the stray rocks and put them back where they belonged.  You also love to help clean.  The other day, when I was dusting, you wanted to help, so I gave you a rag and you started wiping things: the dishwasher, the cabinets, the refrigerator.

But I have to say that probably one of your most favorite things is CARS - anything with wheels.  You love to push the cars and trucks around the house.  Also, you'll change it up and push around the baby stroller.  Outside, you'll alternate from pushing the grocery cart and the bus on our walks.

You love opening and closing things.  Easter was a great example.  You wanted to open the eggs (the plastic ones) to see what was in there.  You happily ate the goldfish crackers you found in some and smiled when you found small cars in the large eggs.

At the park, you love to swing, and swing, and swing.  You also love to climb things.  The other day at the park, you wanted to climb the large structures rather than play on the 2-5 year old structure.  You definitely have no fear.

An Angel Looking Over Us

You ever have the feeling that you have an angel looking out for you?  Or that there's some higher power who is watching you?  I felt that way the other day.

My son and I walk around the neighborhood on a daily basis.  He always stops by this huge tree that has these hanging branches; he loves to walk around it and play with the twigs near the trunk.  And like normal, the other day, we spent a good 10 minutes by this one particular tree and then headed back to our house.  We walked about 15-20 feet when we heard the crash.  I turned around and saw this huge tree branch lying where we had been standing just moments before.  This branch wasn't a small arm-length branch; it was larger than my son. 

I definitely felt like something was watching over us that day, keeping us safe.  It was an incredible feeling.