Saturday, June 27, 2009

You're a Rockstar!

We were prepared for another lazy Saturday morning at home but our awesome friends Dana and Natalie invited us to go with them to "The First Annual Children's Music Festival" at The Seattle Center. This very cool show is put on by The Vera Project, a music-arts center run by and for youths. Dana won the tickets online--a "family pack" although nowhere on the ticket did it specify what a "family" consisted of. So... the 5 of us--Scott, Owen, Dana, Natalie, and I (our very own modern family-cue the Jetsons theme song!), piled into D's Volvo and made our way downtown.

When we arrived, we were very excited to see that the first band playing was Recess Monkey. These 3 guys are elementary school teachers who just so happen to be the equivalent of The Beatles for kids. Their music is lively and contagious! With songs like Marshmallow Farm, Bubble Factory, and My Pet Rock, they are guaranteed to get any kid's attention, as well as get their booty shakin'! Big O and Nat-Dog were a little nervous to begin with, but quickly warmed up once they saw the other kids rocking out. They meandered their way through the crowd and planted themselves front and center - jumping, twisting, punching, and screaming. We were so proud of our little rockstars! After about an hour of fun, both kids were overstimulated and needed some good old-fashioned coloring to calm them down. We didn't get to stay for the rest of the bands, Caspar Babypants, The Not It's!, and The Board of Education, but we will definitely be back for future shows...next time with the video camera!


Checking out the equipment before the show


The crowd goes wild for Recess Monkey!


Can you spot Owen and Natalie?


They've got moves...


Big O is rushing the stage!


We need a coloring break!

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

For the Love of Books

My amazon.com order arrived this afternoon. A big box full of books, new and used. Don't get me wrong, there's nothing I love more than spending an entire day at the bookstore, but with a toddler in tow, it's not exactly the relaxing experience I hope to have...my fingertips grazing upon each book's spine, holding the perfect uncreased specimen in my hands, smelling the new pulpy pages...is this sounding a tiny bit erotic? Well, maybe it is. But that's my point exactly. Words are so powerful. They can evoke emotions, feelings and images. Books can transform you into another world (which is precisely why I love them so much!), and sharpens the brain (yet another reason a stay-at-home mom should read!). My favorite time of day for reading is in the evening, after dinner, after bathtime, after night-night time, and after I've taken a long shower to wash away the day's activities (shower at night, you ask? maybe I'll blog about that another time). I crawl into bed, fluff my pillows, set a glass of water next to me, and begin the process of escaping into someone else's life for the next 30 minutes to 3 hours, depending on how good the book is. I'm a fast reader, but that doesn't mean I skim the pages. On the contrary, I absorb every single word, I take in every sentence, I'll re-read paragraphs if I need to, I make notes in the margins, and look up words in the dictionary if I don't know their meaning. I love words. That's why I love books.

Here is my summer reading list, in no particular order, although I'm definitely starting with The Angel's Game by Carlos Ruiz Zafon. He also wrote The Shadow of the Wind, which is one of my all-time favorite novels.

100 Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
The Host by Stephenie Meyer
The Angel's Game by Carlos Ruiz Zafon
The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert M. Pirsig

Some I'm reading for my monthly book club, but most of them are ones that sound interesting or have been recommended to me. I'd love to know what's on your reading list this summer!

Monday, June 22, 2009

The Boyfriend...Tee

I was shopping for new summer tops at Nordy's over the weekend and came across the "boyfriend tee".

"Everyone is wearing them right now. They're totally in," explains the teenage salesgirl in the BP department. And indeed, everyone IS wearing them. All the girls working there have on these tees in a different color, with a contrasting tank top underneath. As such, I am a little reluctant to buy something that is so ubiquitous. But like so many of us do, I cave to the pressure of the salesgirl and make my way to the dressing room, just to appease her. I was pleasantly surprised at how much I liked this boyfriend...tee. It was a little roomy (which contributed to my hesitation in the first place - I'm done with those days where baggy was in style) but it ended up being very flattering. It was super soft with a hint of stretch and felt like an old shirt that had been worn and washed a bunch of times... hence, the "boyfriend tee" name. But what do I know, I've never worn a boyfriend's t-shirt before!

At any rate, you should definitely give these a try...I would suggest going to Nordstrom rather than ordering online. They have so many more colors at the store and I know you secretly enjoy being tempted by all the overpriced fruits Nordstrom has to offer :)

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Happy Father's Day!

Father's Day this year was a stormy one. Really. After almost an entire month of gorgeous hot weather, we were given an incredible show in the sky, filled with massive amounts of rain, hail, thunder and lightening. To tell you the truth, I get very excited about storms. The louder the better. Especially when it happens after a long dry spell. Maybe its the disturbance that breaks up the monotony of everyday life. I can remember on several occasions, running out into the storm and getting completely soaked, letting the rain wash over my face with the knowledge that while everyone else was safely tucked away in their homes, I was out getting cozy with the universe. Or something like that.

But back to Father's Day...

After presenting our cards and gifts to Scott,



I made omelets for breakfast




and we relaxed for the rest of the afternoon (partly because we were too full to do anything else). Scott had a craving for Mexican food so we headed down to Las Margaritas for some Carne Asada and Chicken Mole. Afterwards, we came home and made coffee ice cream... I haven't made my own ice cream in years but after the success we had with this batch, I'll definitely be doing it more often. How cool is it to mix together 4 ingredients and come out with something so sinfully delicious??

And so the day ends on this sweet note. Happy Father's Day Scott!! Our child is so blessed to have you for a father. And Happy Father's Day to my daddy, my very own superhero!



Gotta give props to my girl Dana for introducing me to Picasa! Love it!!

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Road Trip to Hood River, OR

Question: What do you do when you're sitting in the front row of your brother-in-law's wedding and your child is screaming for his papa who is a groomsman in the ceremony?



Answer: Release the little rascal from your death grip and let him run to his beloved father because weddings are the epitome of disaster and nothing ever goes exactly according to plan, so you might as well roll with the punches!

Big hugs to Bryan & Kristin Alderman!! xo


Slideshow is best viewed in HQ, Original Size

Friday, June 5, 2009

The Tooth Fairy

The Tooth Fairy will be making a special visit to our house tonight. You're probably thinking, but Owen is only 21 months...how can he be losing a tooth already? Let me start at the beginning.

About a week ago, O was running on the sidewalk in front of Safeco Field (we were getting ready to go in for a tour with my Mom's Group) when he tripped and fell on his face. Now, O has been walking since he was 10 months old, so he's had plenty of practice bracing his falls. This time, however, he was not so successful. When he came up for air, his face was cut, his lips all bloody, and little white bits of teeth were floating around in his mouth.

We peeled out so fast our stroller left dust clouds in our wake! We set up an emergency visit with Owen's pediatric dentist, who, bless her heart, had to come in on a beautiful Saturday morning when she was just getting ready to spend the day at the park with her husband. After a lot of screaming and prying, we were able to take an x-ray of O's mouth. Both front teeth were badly chipped. The one on the left had chipped in half horizontally, in a crescent shape. The one on the right was not so lucky. Not only did it have a huge triangle chunk cut out of it, but it had a vertical fracture into the root. Diagnosis? Extraction of the doomed tooth. There was no other choice. I wanted to cry.

What does this mean?? O will have one, albeit compromised, front tooth until his permanent ones come in. So...for the next 8 or 9 YEARS, he'll be known as the kid with one tooth! "Isn't there anything you can do?", I asked the dentist. "Baby dentures? Implants?" Unfortunately, no. They don't want to disturb or disrupt the growth of the permanent tooth. On top of that, Owen will need to be sedated for the extraction process, unless we want him to be traumatized for the rest of his life, not to mention the fact that it'd probably take 2-3 large adults to hold him down for the removal if we choose to forgo the anesthesia.

We left the office bummed, to say the least. We had some very difficult decisions to make over the weekend. On Monday morning, we met with the oral surgeon across the hall who would be performing the "surgery". He was confident that Owen would not have any problems being put under and that the extraction would be a very quick procedure. We scheduled the surgery for Friday morning...today. It was a long week...I was mentally prepping myself for this, wanting to get it over with but not wanting to let go of my baby's perfect tiny tooth.

To prepare for the surgery, O would not be able to eat or drink for 8 hours prior. When your child gets up at 5am and his surgery isn't until 8am...that's a problem. We had one ANGRY kid on our hands. I mean, really vicious. Like his lovely mama, when O is hungry, he needs to eat immediately or it's not fun for anyone. We were off to a great start! When we arrived at the office, O was given some liquid medicine which was supposed to make him drowsy in about 5 minutes....10 minutes later, the doctor comes in to check on him and O is jumping off chairs, playing with the fake teeth on the counter, weighing himself on the scale, and trying to escape. "Is it working yet?", the doctor asks. Ummm...does it LOOK like it's working??? Plan B: give him an injection of the sleepy stuff, right into the bloodstream...he's knocked out in 2 minutes flat. Add some Novocaine and let the good times roll! 10 long minutes go by and O is back in our arms, awake but totally out of it.

Its disturbing seeing O like this, all drugged up and incoherent. We brought him home and were told he would probably sleep all day...he slept for 2 hours and then proceeded to climb out of his crib when he woke up. I know because I slept on the floor next to him so I could keep an eye on him. This little 28lb person likes to defy the odds. He got this burst of energy and was like the Tasmanian devil for the rest of the afternoon. Apparently, it's pretty common for kids to get really hyper after the anesthesia wears off. He was still a little unsteady on his feet so it was like watching a drunk toddler trying to play. Then...he crashed. Not literally...he was going through withdrawal and he was GROUCHY. Super irritable. Nothing made him happy. He just wanted to whine and cry. Oy Vey.

On the bright side, things could have turned out much worse. In the big scheme of things, losing a baby tooth is not such a big deal, especially considering it will be replaced...someday :) I've been told that the tooth fairy pays double for extractions...since I'm new to this game, can someone please tell me what the going rate is these days??








One tooth can't stop me!!!