Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Letter to my 6 year old

Dear Nate,

You turned 6 years old last month!  We spent the day at home having "a lazy day" at your request and I didn't even force you to take one my evil 10 minute walks around the block in honor of your special day. Instead, you spent the day very much how I imagine I will spend my 45th birthday:

playing with Star Wars figures in my underwear, baking my own birthday cake, decorating it with skulls, opening presents from our family and making a wish as I blow out the candles.

The weekend after your birthday we celebrated with a bounce party (for the second year in a row). You proclaimed it "your best birthday ever!" which was pretty much the best thing I could hope to hear.

Tomorrow you start first grade and I know that you will have a great year. You're incredibly bright, eager to learn and quick to make friends. At the moment you plan to be an inventor/construction worker when you're older. That would be great, especially having access to the time machine you're excited to create, but I wouldn't be surprised if you ended up being a writer. We've been coming up with some great stories and your ideas are limitless. I love your vivid imagination and off beat sense of humor and can't wait to see where your interests take you.

Speaking of interests, you just started karate and are a very enthusiastic Nate-san. We have to work at practicing kicks away from the direction of your sister's head, but other than that, it seems like a great way to channel all of your energy. 

I'd like to end this little note with a great picture of you and sister, but since you don't like pose much anymore and Caroline is usually just a blur, this will have to do. I think it captures the two of you in your natural element pretty well anyway.

I love you more than tongue can tell. 


No cook edible play dough for babies

We thought we'd try something new and expose CJ to the wonderful world of playing with dough.  But since she likes to put everything in her mouth, that limits our choices a bit. I don't keep tins of fruit puree around, unfortunately, so I adapted this recipe for edible baby play dough and made ours with:

1 cup cornstarch
1.5 cups baby rice cereal
1 packet of kool aid mix (for color and scent and to dispose of them before Nate drank them and turned into a sugar monster)
3 tbs canola oil
Enough water to turn the mess into a dough ball

I put a bit too much water in the first batch so it ended up too sticky. So I'd recommend adding the water slowly and mixing thoroughly before adding more.  CJ was a bit weirded out by the dough, so of course immediately put it in her mouth.

But that was okay, because it was obviously delicious...

The big kid liked it too, so we decided to save it in the fridge to play with it again.  Luckily it didn't really resemble food and trick Dave into eating it, because I didn't mark it. BUT if you did want an unsuspecting family member to eat it, I'd recommend first forming it into cookie shapes and displaying it on a plate.

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Baby sign language (animals): CAT and DOG

Like many babies,  Caroline is very interested in talking about animals, making animal noises (most animals say "mowww" apparently) and reading books with animal pictures. Here is Nate looking at a picture book with CJ and talking about cats and dogs while fittingly sitting in their "nest" of pillows:

Friday, June 19, 2015

End of the year

The year flew by and all of a sudden there are only 3 days of kindergarten left for Nate.  We recently were invited to an "End of the Year" show at the school featuring live entertainment (including a rousing alphabetical version of "Who Let the Dogs Out"), refreshments and a slide show with pictures of all of the big events over the last year.  Here's some proof that we showed up to the show and did not use the time to restock our fake mustache supply even though we're totally out...

The Dads videotaped from their iPhones and the Moms dabbed their eyes with kleenex. I stuffed my bag with brownies when the teacher turned her back and reflected how odd it was that I didn't really feel sad. I don't know if it's because it hasn't really hit me yet or whether it's because my heart is a cold black piece of coal, but I strangely don't feel very emotional about this milestone. Instead of feeling weepy I'm just looking forward to spending more time with him over the summer and watching him continue to grow into the very thoughtful, funny sweet boy that I love so very much.

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