Monday, March 15, 2010

They're always after me lucky charms...







Although she slept soundly through the actual party, Elle had a blast helping with the St. Patrick's Day decorations. She met and embraced a leprechaun, tried on hats and beads, and paraded around in her green sparkly booties. While helping me hang a St. Pat's banner, she accidentally knocked one end down. With big sincere blue eyes, she said "Mama, I fix it". A simple sentiment that makes up for many whiny, fussy, clingy, mischievous moments. It still amazes me that I can actually have a conversation with this Little Person... who not so long ago was this wrinkly ball of newbornitude that ate, slept, and cried. Although to be perfectly accurate (like the nutrition facts that have to list ingredients in descending order of prevalence), I should say ate, cried, and slept. My little leprechaun is growing up.


Tuesday, March 9, 2010

More Bock-ki?

Ok, so this is why I shouldn't be allowed to blog. I get busy and neglect to post, then when things do settle down I feel like I better have something REALLY good since the ole blog has had on its invisibility cloak for so long, so I delay even longer.... can't make a comeback with some mundane commentary on life or without a super cute picture of the Wee Golding. And the cycle continues.

So today, I return to blog land with nothing terribly clever, witty, or profound. Nothing even that cute. Just mundane commentary on life.

We've had gorgeous weather the past few days, and Elle has developed a new fascination for sidewalk chalk which she calls "Outside Colors". That they are, Elle, that they are. Alas, I didn't have a camera handy to document any of her abstract sidewalk art. Next time.

Pretty sure the kid can read, by the way. She'll bring me the "Hop on Pop" Dr. Seuss book while saying "Hop Pop, Hop Pop", then as I turn the pages, she'll say the words on the page. Not just naming objects, but things like "All Fall" and "Cup Pup". I told Jay I thought she had just memorized what the words looked like, but then it occurred to me... isn't that reading?

Just so no one thinks she is always a Genius Angel Child, today there was a note from daycare saying that Elle didn't want to do what she was told today, and basically threw temper tantrums when asked to oblige. They didn't actually say "temper tantrum", rather a more docile description of the event, but sure sounded borderline TT-ish to me. Luckily we haven't had to deal with much of that at home... Can't believe my baby is big enough to get in trouble at school!

In honor of my friends (ahem, Sarah) who are actually GOOD bloggers, and entertain me with their wit AND culinary prowess, I thought I'd share my go-to recipe in case anyone else has roughly 12 minutes to make a healthy meal for an 18 month old and hubby. E eats this stuff like candy, even the chicken which she normally shuns. You could use any veggie instead of or in addition to the broccoli, just happens to be on hand in our household and E's favorite.

Coconut Chicken Curry:
One pack boneless skinless chicken breast, cut into bite size pieces (I like to do this the night before, just saves a step when I get home)
Broccoli (or veggie of choice- snow peas, peppers, carrots, etc would work nicely)
Noodles or Rice (I use the Barilla Plus angel hair for some omega 3 action)
1 can coconut milk (I made the mistake of trying the Lite version once- just don't do it)
Soy sauce
Ground ginger
Curry

Combine coconut milk and soy sauce in small saucepan over low heat (Use enough soy until it is ummm.... light brown). Add "some" ginger.
Coat chicken in curry powder. Stir-fry in olive oil (with some toasted sesame oil if you have it)
Boil water for pasta
Steam broccoli in steamer basket above pasta
Add broccoli to skillet with chicken, pour sauce over. Drain pasta and toss with the rest.


Smile with maternal pride as your offspring snarfs up broccoli and chicken. Funny how I can spend my entire day participating in quasi-important doctor things, but consider a day truly successful when my daughter says "More Bock-ki?"


Promise more pictures and cleverness next time...

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Elle-isms

Quick anatomy lesson with E:

A Day in the Life...
We spend lots of time feeding, changing, bathing, strolling our babies around here. Notice how nicely she is saying please (Pees?). We're working on thank-you, which is currently unintelligible.


Other Elle-isms of the week:

Me: What does a rooster say?

E: Turtle-doodle-dooooooo!

Internal voice Me: Why on earth turtle?!

If you ask her a question and she doesn't know the answer (or doesn't want to tell you), she'll lifts her hands, palms upward and shrugs with an i-don't-know look and a grin. Super cute.

She is starting to string together sentences, i.e. "Mommy sit down...pees", "Dada hat off.... pees", "Snack uh-stairs...pees". All very demonstrative, of course. Little tyrant.

A few nights in a row Elle screamed/protested when I told her it was bedtime and tried to get her upstairs to take a bath, so I started telling her it was time for the "Bath Train", and we'd chugga-chugga-choo-choo up the stairs to the bath. Now when I say it's time for bath she takes off running to the stairs yelling "Sugga sugga choooo choooo". Mid-day this weekend I said something about a train and she took off running up to her bath. I love the toddler brain.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Monday, February 15, 2010

I usually sing the alphabet song to Elle on the way to school... one morning I didn't sing it and she said (rather vehemently in typical E fashion) "Ahbeeseedee!" It took one or two more of that proclamation before I realized what she was saying! She knows ABCD! Whenever she wants me to sing the song, that's what she says! Jay didn't believe me, so I videoed this. Now she's up to E...

Oh, and apparently I didn't upload (download?) the video of E dancing on Christmas properly, so I will try to make it functional. Technology. Sigh.

Be Mine



Often I find myself wishing I could inject a miniscule version of myself through some sort of magic microcatheter (can you tell I was on Interventional call this weekend?) into the brain of my child. When presented with her Valentine's Day bear, she promptly lifted him over her head and proceeded to WEAR him, as some sort of eclectic belt/fanny pack/corset accessory. Properly accessorized, she could giggle and flail about hands-free as she opened her musical card over and over (and over) again. When not embolizing bleeding kidneys, removing infected port-a-caths, or discovering the Tooth to Tattoo Ratio, I spent the holiday with my Valentine cooking shrimp and grits with andouille sausage and attempting to find a bit of romance in the incessant deluge of pages. Happy Valentine's Day!







Working on her car like Daddy.


Don't be fooled. While not the most aesthetically pleasing dish, these Charleston style Shrimp and Grits with andouille sausage were fantastic. And yes, I ate all that. And... ummm... maybe a bite or two as seconds.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Costco Junkies



People have stopped saying "I bet you got that at Costco", and now just assume the answer is yes. We have long been on a first name basis with the employees, regularly get "extra" samples, and start to develop a slight tremor after a few days away from the long aisles of industrial sized household items. Jay might even have the Costco Tire head guy on speed dial for quick reference and random automotive inquiries. But I'm not allowed to confirm that.

The other day we were walking across the parking lot in our well-worn path from Shane's to Costco, and noticed that E had a flat stroller tire. The rest is much more aptly described in the picture below. Note Elle's supervision of the affair.



E and Costco go way back. In fact, her first venture out of newborn aseptic-ness was to Costco. A natural bargain shopper from birth.




See her eyeing that Executive Membership? Mmm-hmmm....