Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Game of the Month

As soon as you think you know a kid, he changes on you.

A month ago, P couldn't get enough of his rings.  Now, he barely touches them...instead, our go-to toy is a bucket with plastic rings and such in it.  Not very exciting, you say?  Oh contraire, my friend...

 Here we are checking out what's in our bucket.


Here we are emptying out the bucket's contents.


Adding things back in...


 No, we're not spitting at the bucket.  We're making a noise while putting a ring back into the bucket.
  His Grammy Share taught him this, although in her version, she makes a noise that sounds more like,"Kichy-coo."  It's important for you to know that there is a technique involved here.  If P throws a ring in really hard, you have to make the sound really loud.  However, if he drops it in softly (which he will do while staring right at you to make sure that you're really paying attention to him), you make the sound softly.


 Continuing to reload.


Who knew this bucket of plastic could be so much fun?

"P" is for perfection...

There are so many ways that P is like his dad and me, and it's so fun to notice a new similarity - whether it be a physical feature, or a behavior, or an expression - it's just a nice reminder that we are definitely related. :)

Of course, everyone knows that P gets his killer baby blues from his dad, and his chin from yours truly (what, you haven't noticed that!? - Look more carefully next time! ;)) 

He's an extrovert like his mom but is also very thoughtful and takes everything in like his dad.

And thankfully for him (as we always said we'd give our kid back if this wasn't the case) he does appear to LOVE music.

As another example, a month or so ago P hurt himself and had a really good cry, and for the first time, I realized the he cries like I cried when I was little - which is characterized by an inability to catch your breath, which leads to a repeated sniffing sound (not pretty).  Of course, my first response was to comfort my hurting kiddo, but quickly after came the exclamation - "He cries just like me!"

And then there's this one...and I'm not necessarily proud of it.  It turns out that our child is quite the...ummm...how do you describe it...perfectionist.  What?!?  I know what you're thinking...the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree.  Well, if you really knew me, you would know that I would NEVER use the word "perfectionist" to describe me - as that would be taking it easy on myself.  Okay, I will admit it - I'm a tad bit perfectionistic, and I have been as long as I can remember.

Well, it turns out that P has inherited this trait as well (it truly is remarkable to see this as an inherited trait and not something learned!).  This perfectionistic side shows itself often - and in many ways - but as an example...when he was little and was first learning to stack his rings, he would begin, and if he put the first two on correctly but then messed up on the third one, he would take all of the rings off and start over.

He does the same thing now with his puzzle name bench.  Now, I'm not one to be super braggy to others about my kiddo (different kids develop at different rates, right?), but I'm pretty sure that most 18 month olds don't do puzzles the way our child does. (Of course, most 18 month olds probably speak more than ONE WORD like our child does, but we recently read that some children are late talkers because they focus all their energy on mastering other tasks - like puzzles and stacking objects and other things that are far more important to one's life than verbal communication.)

 He does seem to have a system and begins with either the last "r" or the "P" or the "k," as those are the easiest to identify and put in.


 There are 2 "r's" of course, and sometimes he decides that the colors really should be in rainbow order, so he'll dump out the letters and start over, making sure the purple "r" is at the end.


 Putting in the final "e," which results in us spelling his name while pointing at the letters and then cheering...


 Another round.


 He has a hard time with the "a" and will often dump the stool over to start over when he can't figure out how to get it in correctly the first time.


A completed masterpiece.

This sometimes ugly trait also rears its head while he's stacking a tower of blocks, and if a block falls off, he will more than likely make a growling/frustrated sound, pick up a block, and chunk it (we're working on this).  A phrase we say very often is, "P, you cannot throw something when you get frustrated."  And amazingly, I am already saying to my child, "It's okay!  It doesn't have to be perfect!"  Sigh...I can only imagine what it will be like when he gets to school... but I guess we have a few years to work on it before we have to find out.

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Peanut's Sleepover

While J and I were off celebrating our anniversary, the Peanut got to go to Camp KiKi and Uncle Bear.  Thanks to Aunt KiKi, we have photo-documentation of the shenanigans that took place.  I'm shocked that P was willing to come back home with us after all the fun he had!

 Starting off right with an after-nap snack.


 Then it was off to the spray ground that is within walking distance from K & B's house.


 To say P loved it would be an understatement.


 We think he found his happy place.


 Here he is playing with the yogurt tubs' cousins...the Cool Whip tubs.


 K and B noticed that P would close his eyes whenever he got his face wet...and would continue to walk around...with his eyes closed...while veering to the left.  This may have resulted in bumping into some things...but there was no permanent damage.


 Falling down and going "boom" is just part of the spray ground.  Thankfully it's nice and padded.


 The "Rings of Fire" (as I heard several kids call them the other day when we were there).  
P was supposedly pretty tentative about this at first.  He had to watch some other kids do it before he would go...but as you can see, there is water spraying in his face- which means he closed his eyes- which means he veered to the left- which means he might have run into one of the rings...again, no permanent damage.


 This place also had benches to play with his tubs on. Life is complete.


The spray ground "after" picture...pretty awesome.


   
The next morning started with some yoga...

 
 And then came a visit to the park to swing.


 Silly boy.


 Loves him some swinging.

Here's a video of P playing on the slides...kind of. :)


 And home for a snack.


 Waiting for mom and dad at the window. :)

...thanks, again, to K and B for hanging out with P!  You all are the best! :)

Monday, June 25, 2012

This is where I disappeared to...

You may have noticed that the blog went silent for a few weeks...well, (this time) there was a good reason for it! My cousin, Audrey, got married over Memorial Day weekend, and I took the lead in creating a recipe book for her and her new hubby of family recipes that we have enjoyed over the years out at the ranch (which is where their wedding was).  After some searching, I found that Shutterfly has a template for a cook book (although we created a lot of pages on our own), and even though I knew that it would be the undertaking to add in pictures, I went with it...and I am SO glad that I did! :)  The entire family shared recipes in Google docs, and then with picture help from my Aunt Ann and help from my cook book side-kick, Cousin Whitney, in only 3 short weeks (!?), we had ourselves a cook book! :)  The best part is I was able to upload it to a Shutterfly family site I created so anyone can purchase one.  It's the gift that keeps on giving. :)  So below are a few screen shots of some of my favorite pages... The whole book is a little over 50 pages and is filled with memories and GREAT recipes! :)

 







Shutterfly did not ask me to write this post...but man, I wish they had!  I'd happily write a rave review of their custom photo book site for some free Shutterfly stuff! :)


Monday, June 18, 2012

7 years...and still going strong! :)

J and I celebrated our 7 year anniversary today.  It's hard to imagine that 7 years ago today we were saying, "I do..."
 
Before actually seeing each other...


Seeing each other for the first time...


Out in front of HPPC before the ceremony...


  
Right after we said, "I do!"


   
Kissing and eating cake...


Leaving the reception...


This year we celebrated a week early (so we could take advantage of K and B babysitting - since they also got married Father's Day weekend, just 2 years later - and we didn't want to ask them to babysit the Peanut on their anniversary!) by taking a little stay-cation, sans the Peanut.

 The Crescent {source}

We decided to spend the night at the Crescent (an idea that came to fruition after receiving a 25% off coupon in the "Best Of Guide" coupon book in the mail!), and thanks to Aunt KiKi and Uncle Bear, we were able to sneak in a couple of extra hours on Saturday afternoon to just relax and hang out at the hotel.  J was awesome and booked massages for both of us (again, 25% off with a coupon!), which - not surprisingly, were incredible.  In fact, I was told by the lady who did mine that I needed to go back and get another one because of how tense my neck and shoulders were - most likely from carrying around a large child who didn't walk until he was 16 months.  If anyone feels sorry for me and wants to help a girl out, I wouldn't tell you no. :)  We spent the rest of the afternoon just relaxing and talking (a luxury now-a-days) in our room.

Pretty snazzy, no? {source}


And the Crescent provided us with a nice snack to munch on while we hung out...


Saturday night we got ready for dinner...

Here we are thanks to my phone's camera...

And went across the street to the Ritz to eat at Fearing's.

 {source}

We had an incredible experience.  K and B's neighbor is the sommelier there, and they were able to help set up a pairing for us.  It was SO much fun to do that!  Highly recommend it! :)  We started out with a glass of champagne.  Then with our appetizers we enjoyed a glass of red and a glass of white wine from Greece.  Both were really good.  We had a different red from just east of Napa with our dinner and then both had a dessert wine.  Here's what we inhaled, I mean ate really slowly and politely while savoring every tiny bite...