Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Breakfast: 6oz plain yogurt, 1 cup sliced fruit, 1 small banana
I wouldn't consider myself a black licorice fan, but I just re-discovered these and remembered I LOVE them. Luckily they're over at the hospital where Ryan works so I beg him to bring them home about every other day.
Lots of them. This big size from Costco lasted a whole week last time.
I'm really liking these:
Slightly sweet, slightly salty. Yum.
Has anyone tried these? A girl from Ryan's work very thoughtfully added these in with a baby present to help with the post-partum poop problems (beautiful use of alliteration, I know). Anyhow, it turns out they're really good, probably our favorite tasting granola bars. Throw in some fiber and I'm sold.
So whatever. Eat your six olives Mariah. Guess I won't be making the cover of Us Weekly any time soon, but I'll sure be enjoying eating a real snack.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
This week we'll be headed down to Miami to look for housing. While researching online, we discovered this article. Unfortunately it confirms all my fears. Here are a few enjoyable snippits:
MIAMI IS IN NO UNCERTIAN TERMS NOT LIKE MOVING TO ANY OTHER CITY IN THE US. Heck, it isn’t even moving to the U.S. What you must understand is that if you are from another part of the country, no matter if it’s some self-proclaimed “melting pot” like New York or LA or Dallas, you will experience culture shock when you cross the Dade County Line.
So buckle up and don’t unpack too much, because without the proper instruction you, like so many Americans who think this might be a fun place to live, will not make it through your first year.
I am not going to make it sound like this is an awful place to live, but you have to have the right mindset in order to survive in this city. It is not the fast-paced, competitive mindset of New York, or the laid-back mindset of LA, but more the frenetic, anything goes mindset of, oh, say, El Salvador.
If you are young and single, there is no greater city to live. People in your demographic are really the only sane people who should ever consider moving here.
Married, people, seriously, Miami is not the town for you. I’m sure you are a very nice couple, possibly with very nice kids, but that is precisely why you should avoid this place like your mother-in-law on Christmas. I can almost promise you that your family will be worse off for having moved here.
Typically the only people who decide to begin a new life in Miami arrive by raft, but if for some unknown reason you thought moving to a city full of sex, drugs and corruption was a good idea for a young married couple, then Bienvenidos!
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Too funny that he seemed to jump at the chance that we may actually be able to get rid of them!
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
But, to redeem myself, they also had something on a while back about autoimmune diseases and how our germ-phobic society may be partly to blame for them. They say one theory says that when our immune system isn't kept busy, it starts attacking itself. So the lady on the show said that we should be a little less germophobic. She even said it's good to let our kids eat food off the floor sometimes. Yea! See? I am a good mom!
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Cash is OBSESSED with the alphabet. (Gee, I wonder where he gets his obsessive nature?) Anyhow, the alphabet is his best friend. He will play and beg to play all day doing something that involves the alphabet. When he gets carried off to get his diaper changed or get taken off to bed, he frequently wails out, "Dub-uh!! (W), Y, Z.....!!!!" As if calling on the power of the alphabet to save him.
I will say we're impressed with his skills, but we don't really know since we don't have any other kids to compare it to. We didn't really encourage it much, he just did it on his own and frequently surprises us with what he can do. Here is one video we took when we realized he could do this:
He also loves movies that have anything about the alphabet. This movie has a scene where letters go across the screen. He makes us rewind and rewind and rewind this part over and over. This time he stopped doing it, but still managed to be funny:
Then there's the favorite game - Ryan pulls up a word document, types in letters, and Cash says them:
Now what is wrong with any of this? Nothing. It's great that he loves this.
He will do this for hours. And I mean hours. We're the ones that get tired of it. We're the ones begging to stop playing with the alphabet. And when we stop playing it, this is what ensues:
Notice he keeps looking longingly over at the computer where he wants to go learn his alphabet while wailing "A B C, A B C", and we're like the bad parents trying to stunt our child's learning saying - please! No more learning your letters! How bad is that?
Now what do I discover when I'm downloading pictures onto the computer? Videos taken that I hadn't seen. Apparently this is what happens when I'm not around:
Then this happens:
HOLY COW. Disgusting!!!!!!! What are you teaching this child when I'm not around!?!!?! (Just kidding. I hope. I really hope.) No seriously though - where did he get this? We're totally cracking up because it's pretty dang funny that Ryan caught this on video. But why?? Does the kid need a salt lick or something? Are we missing vitamins???
Anyway, lest you think he's either all serious, or disgusting, here's what I found him doing one day. Totally spontaneous, and I have no idea where he got this from, let alone the notion that it must be preceded by holding on to the bed post?!?
That's our little man.