Friday, September 30, 2005
Carbs continued...
What did Ben want for breakfast this morning? A piece of bread. At least it was whole wheat.
Monday, September 26, 2005
Oh look! A bear!
Ben had a bad weekend, which made Mommy and Daddy's weekend not much to sneeze at.
Ben has a nice new habit - I think some people may call it a "temper tantrum". He'll ask for something, so I'll get it/make it for him, hand it to him, and he FREAKS out. Seriously. He'll scrunch up his face and cry bloody murder. It's getting old really, really fast.
"Meeoooo?" (that's milk in Ben-talk) I hand him a sippy cup. "Nnnooooooooooooooooo!" (cue tears)
30 seconds later..."Naa?" (snack) I offer him a banana. "Nnnooooooooooooooooo!" "How about a cereal bar?" "Nnnooooooooooooooooo!" "A yogurt?" "Nnnooooooooooooooooo!" "Crackers? How about some crackers?" "Yeah? Nnnooooooooooooooooo!"
Then he'll lay down on the floor, face first, crying into the carpet. What's a mommy to do? Give him Fudgee-o cookies? I think not!
The one snack he won't turn down right now is an apple - peeled, but not cut up or anything. He'll happily munch on that, sharing with Daddy, till the cows come home. Not that I'm complaining - an apple is a great snack. It's just that he knows where the bag is, so he's constantly rooting around in the drawer, saying "app-o? app-o?"
Feeding him sucks. He won't eat anything but muffins and apples. Maybe some pasta. Oh and Kraft dinner. Really, he won't eat anything but carbs.
Ben's rough weekend was exacerbated by crappy sleep. He was up until 10:30 on Friday night, up at 8 on Saturday morning. He was in a very bad mood until his marathon 4 1/2 hour nap. Then he was the happy-go-lucky munchkin he usually is. Sunday, he was pretty good all morning. We went to the zoo, so he had so much fun looking at all the animals and running around while we chased after him. He really didn't nap yesterday afternoon, so he was in a grumpy mood again last night. This morning didn't look good either. Hopefully we'll get through this rough patch soon. Early to bed tonight!
That's all folks...hopefully we'll start updating more often, but I'm not making any promises!
Carrie
Ben has a nice new habit - I think some people may call it a "temper tantrum".
"Meeoooo?" (that's milk in Ben-talk) I hand him a sippy cup. "Nnnooooooooooooooooo!" (cue tears)
30 seconds later..."Naa?" (snack) I offer him a banana. "Nnnooooooooooooooooo!" "How about a cereal bar?" "Nnnooooooooooooooooo!" "A yogurt?" "Nnnooooooooooooooooo!" "Crackers? How about some crackers?" "Yeah? Nnnooooooooooooooooo!"
Then he'll lay down on the floor, face first, crying into the carpet. What's a mommy to do? Give him Fudgee-o cookies? I think not!
The one snack he won't turn down right now is an apple - peeled, but not cut up or anything. He'll happily munch on that, sharing with Daddy, till the cows come home. Not that I'm complaining - an apple is a great snack. It's just that he knows where the bag is, so he's constantly rooting around in the drawer, saying "app-o? app-o?"
Feeding him sucks. He won't eat anything but muffins and apples. Maybe some pasta. Oh and Kraft dinner. Really, he won't eat anything but carbs.
Ben's rough weekend was exacerbated by crappy sleep. He was up until 10:30 on Friday night, up at 8 on Saturday morning. He was in a very bad mood until his marathon 4 1/2 hour nap. Then he was the happy-go-lucky munchkin he usually is. Sunday, he was pretty good all morning. We went to the zoo, so he had so much fun looking at all the animals and running around while we chased after him. He really didn't nap yesterday afternoon, so he was in a grumpy mood again last night. This morning didn't look good either. Hopefully we'll get through this rough patch soon. Early to bed tonight!
That's all folks...hopefully we'll start updating more often, but I'm not making any promises!
Carrie
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
So much to blog about!
Where do I begin? I'll just skip to the best parts...
Chris (my brother) and Sheri got married on the 27th! It was the second best wedding we've ever been to ;) but of course, (almost) everyone thinks their wedding was the best! Ben was the ring bearer and he did a bang-up job! We were a little concerned at the rehearsal 'cause he would either run down the aisle (it sloped towards the front of the church) yelling "aaaaaaiiiiiiighhhhhh" or he would drop the ring bags halfway there or he would take off down one of the pews. But Saturday afternoon, with no nap under his belt, he strolled down the aisle, relaxed, as darling as ever, right to the front! The best man reached out to take the ring bags from Ben - but Ben thought he wanted a "five"! Then Chris bent down to get a "five" from Ben, who gladly gave his uncle a "five", went to Daddy and smelled his boutonniere! Classic!
He was pretty good throughout the ceremony and for the pictures beforehand, but he crashed for about 45 minutes on the way to the post-ceremony photo shoot. At the reception, he was a real trooper, lasting until 11 or so! We were so proud of him - well, Gord would have been proud if he wasn't so busy drinking and dancing!
Ben wore his tuxedo for almost the entire day - but it was too big on him. The suspenders had to be twisted six or so times at the back before they looked okay on him, but man can that kid wear a tux! Grandma Joan tied his balloon to his suspenders, so it was really easy keeping track of him in the crowd! And he insisted on carrying a daisy around all night, which was so sweet. I'm going to post some pictures...
Ben also danced up a storm - he's got rhythm, but it doesn't come from either of us! Especially not from Gord, from what we were subjected to at the party. Those of you who know him know what I'm talkin' 'bout...
It was a great weekend all in all. Chris looked charming, and Sheri was a real knockout! Sheri's brother and I were the emcees and that was fun - really off the cuff, but it all turned out fine! And I also gave the speech to the groom and I didn't even cry once! That was all shot to hell though when my mom surprised Chris with a mother-son dance, to a song called "Ordinary Miracles" by Amy Sky. I don't think there was a dry eye on any mother there! I still get weepy thinking about it!
We stayed in Brandon for an extra day (until Monday), just to relax and come down from the weekend. On Sunday, we went over to my cousin's house to have a birthday party for my uncle - he turned 60 in August. My cousin's dog, a chocolate lab named Katie, had puppies about 5 weeks earlier - 9 of the cutest little animals I've ever seen! We almost came home with 3 - one for each of us. They were so sweet, grunting if you stopped scratching them, falling asleep in your arms. OMG!
Kitchen update: things are s-l-o-w-l-y happening. We have countertop (awesome, gorgeous!) and all but one cabinet installed. Next are the doors - we've got to finish those up. Our microwave is in too, and I sure like it!
Ben is doing so many new things. He loves to give kisses, but now he likes to kiss your cheek, and only after he asks your permission ("Unh?", touching your cheek). He also likes to give zrbbbts (a.k.a. strawberries) on your stomach, back, etc. Sunday morning, he and I were playing in his room and he saw Sammy, his Cabbage Patch Kid. So I pulled Sammy out of the toybox and started quizzing Ben on body parts - where are Sammy's ears? Where is Sammy's hair? What about his feet? etc. etc. I asked where Sammy's belly was, so Ben pulls up Sammy's shirt, points to his belly button, and then proceeds to give Sammy a zrbbbt on his tummy! I could barely control my laughter! He cracks me up all the time...so funny.
That's all I can think to write about...till next time!
Carrie
Chris (my brother) and Sheri got married on the 27th! It was the second best wedding we've ever been to ;) but of course, (almost) everyone thinks their wedding was the best! Ben was the ring bearer and he did a bang-up job! We were a little concerned at the rehearsal 'cause he would either run down the aisle (it sloped towards the front of the church) yelling "aaaaaaiiiiiiighhhhhh" or he would drop the ring bags halfway there or he would take off down one of the pews. But Saturday afternoon, with no nap under his belt, he strolled down the aisle, relaxed, as darling as ever, right to the front! The best man reached out to take the ring bags from Ben - but Ben thought he wanted a "five"! Then Chris bent down to get a "five" from Ben, who gladly gave his uncle a "five", went to Daddy and smelled his boutonniere! Classic!
He was pretty good throughout the ceremony and for the pictures beforehand, but he crashed for about 45 minutes on the way to the post-ceremony photo shoot. At the reception, he was a real trooper, lasting until 11 or so! We were so proud of him - well, Gord would have been proud if he wasn't so busy drinking and dancing!
Ben wore his tuxedo for almost the entire day - but it was too big on him. The suspenders had to be twisted six or so times at the back before they looked okay on him, but man can that kid wear a tux! Grandma Joan tied his balloon to his suspenders, so it was really easy keeping track of him in the crowd! And he insisted on carrying a daisy around all night, which was so sweet. I'm going to post some pictures...
Ben also danced up a storm - he's got rhythm, but it doesn't come from either of us! Especially not from Gord, from what we were subjected to at the party. Those of you who know him know what I'm talkin' 'bout...
It was a great weekend all in all. Chris looked charming, and Sheri was a real knockout! Sheri's brother and I were the emcees and that was fun - really off the cuff, but it all turned out fine! And I also gave the speech to the groom and I didn't even cry once! That was all shot to hell though when my mom surprised Chris with a mother-son dance, to a song called "Ordinary Miracles" by Amy Sky. I don't think there was a dry eye on any mother there! I still get weepy thinking about it!
We stayed in Brandon for an extra day (until Monday), just to relax and come down from the weekend. On Sunday, we went over to my cousin's house to have a birthday party for my uncle - he turned 60 in August. My cousin's dog, a chocolate lab named Katie, had puppies about 5 weeks earlier - 9 of the cutest little animals I've ever seen! We almost came home with 3 - one for each of us. They were so sweet, grunting if you stopped scratching them, falling asleep in your arms. OMG!
Kitchen update: things are s-l-o-w-l-y happening. We have countertop (awesome, gorgeous!) and all but one cabinet installed. Next are the doors - we've got to finish those up. Our microwave is in too, and I sure like it!
Ben is doing so many new things. He loves to give kisses, but now he likes to kiss your cheek, and only after he asks your permission ("Unh?", touching your cheek). He also likes to give zrbbbts (a.k.a. strawberries) on your stomach, back, etc. Sunday morning, he and I were playing in his room and he saw Sammy, his Cabbage Patch Kid. So I pulled Sammy out of the toybox and started quizzing Ben on body parts - where are Sammy's ears? Where is Sammy's hair? What about his feet? etc. etc. I asked where Sammy's belly was, so Ben pulls up Sammy's shirt, points to his belly button, and then proceeds to give Sammy a zrbbbt on his tummy! I could barely control my laughter! He cracks me up all the time...so funny.
That's all I can think to write about...till next time!
Carrie
Friday, August 19, 2005
Bupper...hot!
Today as Ben and Daddy were hanging out, a Denny's ad came on the TV. There were eggs and such on the plate, and Ben looks at the TV and says, "Bupper. Hot." He gets very excited at mealtimes nowadays, saying "Bupper, bupper, bupper" and running to his high chair. He can even climb into his high chair, Baby Shmear-esque style! It's scary and funny at the same time!
Ben has the Baby Wordsworth video (thank you Julie Aigner-Clark!) and in it, there are people who do the signs for words around the house. Ben will now do bowl, chair, table, tree, computer, ball, flower, and a couple others that aren't really different (puzzle, blocks). It is really amazing to watch him learn and mimic.
Only one week to go until Ben gets to wear a little tuxedo and walk his uncle and soon-to-be-aunt's rings down the aisle! He is going to steal the show!
That's all I can think of to write about...later gators...Carrie
Ben has the Baby Wordsworth video (thank you Julie Aigner-Clark!) and in it, there are people who do the signs for words around the house. Ben will now do bowl, chair, table, tree, computer, ball, flower, and a couple others that aren't really different (puzzle, blocks). It is really amazing to watch him learn and mimic.
Only one week to go until Ben gets to wear a little tuxedo and walk his uncle and soon-to-be-aunt's rings down the aisle! He is going to steal the show!
That's all I can think of to write about...later gators...Carrie
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
A budding "Bob the Builder"
We've definitely got a mini "Bob the Builder" on our hands! Ben loves tools (I know, he's a guy, but he's only 18 months)...and I mean loves! Every time a power tool was fired up on the weekend, he would look at you and say, "Ooooooooooh!" Every time. And his new best friend is a hammer, or "hammy" as he calls it. He walks around the house, picking up anything that can be used as a hammer and bonking it on things saying, over and over, "hammy...hammy...hammy".
This, of course, just cements the fact that he is my son. As a child, I could not say my "-ers" very well...I would say "buttywhy" for butterfly, and call myself "Carrie Potty". Who knew that something like this was hereditary?
(Eric, I didn't think that there would be any confusion as to who wrote this post, so I haven't signed my name. I think you'll figure it out!)
This, of course, just cements the fact that he is my son. As a child, I could not say my "-ers" very well...I would say "buttywhy" for butterfly, and call myself "Carrie Potty". Who knew that something like this was hereditary?
(Eric, I didn't think that there would be any confusion as to who wrote this post, so I haven't signed my name. I think you'll figure it out!)
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
This kitchen is becoming a blog of a job.
Well, weekend 1 down. Yikes. I can't even begin to gather the energy needed to write a full blog, so let me give you a statistical run-down of the weekend:
Number of hours working: 41 (minus breaks for food)
Number of inches the cabinets overshot the doorway in the kitchen due to 'technical measurement difficulties': 6.5
Number of work hours required to move said doorway left 6.5 inches: 3 (and counting)
Number of tiles installed: about 120
Bags of thinset: 4
Number of cat prints in the thinset before all cats locked in laundry room: 8
Number of beers drunk: 6
Number of attempted beers drunk with serious 'cap still on' failure: 1
Number of trips to Home Depot: 11 (yes, I'm serious)
Number of water leaks: 2 (1 major, 1 minor)
Number of times somebody touched a hot copper pipe and said 'ow': about 150
Number of times Gord almost soldered his eyeball by standing directly under the joint he was soldering: 5
Number of calls to Ikea: 2
Number of damaged cabinets: 1
Number of incorrect colour cabinets: 1
Number of people at Ikea who seem to care about this: 0
To sum up, we did not get finished this weekend - but not for lack of trying. (Again, a HUGE thank-you to Bill for his Herculean efforts over the weekend.) Tune in next weekend for the thrilling conclusion (we hope). Same blog time, same blog channel.
(And check out the pics below)
Number of hours working: 41 (minus breaks for food)
Number of inches the cabinets overshot the doorway in the kitchen due to 'technical measurement difficulties': 6.5
Number of work hours required to move said doorway left 6.5 inches: 3 (and counting)
Number of tiles installed: about 120
Bags of thinset: 4
Number of cat prints in the thinset before all cats locked in laundry room: 8
Number of beers drunk: 6
Number of attempted beers drunk with serious 'cap still on' failure: 1
Number of trips to Home Depot: 11 (yes, I'm serious)
Number of water leaks: 2 (1 major, 1 minor)
Number of times somebody touched a hot copper pipe and said 'ow': about 150
Number of times Gord almost soldered his eyeball by standing directly under the joint he was soldering: 5
Number of calls to Ikea: 2
Number of damaged cabinets: 1
Number of incorrect colour cabinets: 1
Number of people at Ikea who seem to care about this: 0
To sum up, we did not get finished this weekend - but not for lack of trying. (Again, a HUGE thank-you to Bill for his Herculean efforts over the weekend.) Tune in next weekend for the thrilling conclusion (we hope). Same blog time, same blog channel.
(And check out the pics below)
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