Let’s Talk About Penguins

March 29, 2012 § 1 Comment

Two has always seemed a cute age to me.  An age when kids start talking more and giving glimpses into how their minds work.  Liam has recently been entertaining us with his conversations and oversvations.

Let’s talk about penguins

Liam: “Let’s talk about penguins”

Joel: “ok, what do you know about penguins?”

Liam: “waddle, waddle waddle”

The little purple pillow

Apparently someone at daycare has a little purple pillow for nap time.  Liam talked about it one weekend at every bed time. 

Liam: And maybe, I wish, we could buy one for me at the store for me…but in black

Turns out that the little purple pillow is a purple lady bug Pillow Pal mini.  We found a brown monkey pillow pal at the store. It’s not black but it has replaced the much loved bear-bear.

That’s Hillarious

Me:  “Liam, if you go poop in the potty you can have TWO chocolate chips!”

Liam: “That’s hillarious”

Yup, I’m laughing all the way to the oxyclean bucket.

We can maaaaaaake it!

Joel sitting on the couch one afternoon with Liam on his lap: “Ugh, Daddy needs more coffee.”

Liam: “Daddy needs a beer.”

Joel: “We don’t have any, buddy.”

Liam, jumping down and rudding to the kitchen: “Yeah, we can maaaaaaaaake it!”

Liam on muffins

“It’s like a cupcake”


March 7, 2012 § 1 Comment

“They’re right to call it a broken night…. You crawl back to bed and you lie there trying to do the jigsaw of sleep with half the pieces missing.”  – Kate Reddy, I Don’t Know How She Does It

I’ve been trying to fit the peices for over two years. Liam is not an easy sleeper.  He didn’t sleep through the night until he was a year and a half, and even then it was hit or miss.  Recently there has been a weekend trip out of town, potty training, and late winter colds.  It’s been a while since we’ve had a solid night of sleep.

I know parents all over the world are dancing the same jigsaw.  But in the dark at 3:15am it seems like just us. I glimpse tomorrow’s exhaustion and rushed morning, and the peices shatter.

Stop the Insanity

March 6, 2012 § 4 Comments

I’m not sure if a commute actually becomes easier over time or if you just become insanely oblivious to the blur of red taillights that stretch out ahead. 

I’ve had a 45-60 min drive to work for the majority of my adult life. When I mention this I get a mix of incredulity and pity from my non-commuting friends, an exasperated sigh of commiseration from my fellow road warriors.  And it can be frustrating to have the success of getting out of the house early erased by a jam that adds an extra half hour to the drive.  It can also be enjoyable to sit in the quiet of my car and listen to a good book.  Since returning to work this past August I’ve {attemped to} stop the insanity of my commute with a string of quite enjoyable audiobooks.

The Help – A group of friends set a date to see the movie so I listened to the entire 18 hour audio book in one week because I wanted to ‘read’ it before seeing it.  Loved the story.  Loved the narrators.  This book was definately better listened too.  Each character was read by a different narrator and they brought the book to life.

Eat, Pray, Love – This was the one dud.  The movie looked cute and I was interested in seeing it so I thought I’d ‘read’ the book first.  It was on the bestseller list so thousands of people can’t be wrong, can they?  They can.  I got through the part in Italy because the food descriptions sounded delicious.  But when we got to the next destination and started spending all our time medetating I totally lost interest.  I’m happy it worked out for the author to take a year long trip around the world to find herself, but I just couldn’t relate.  I didn’t have the patients to listen to her issues.  I mean, the rest of us just get up, go to work, get over it and get on with it.

The Kitchen House – Set on a Virginia Plantation in the 1790’s, The Kitchen House is like The Help on steroids.  I was totally captivated,  drove down the highway chewing my fingernails, and on more than one occasion arrived at work near tears.  The characters were so deep I felt for all of them, even the ones I dispised.  I would definately recommend this one.  But be warned that it will require some emotional energy.

The Forgotten Garden – This was the first book I read by Kate Morton; I will definately be looking for more from her.   It spins the stories of seval different characters and weaves them all togehter in a facinating tale set in the late 1800’s – early 1900’s.  Every mystery solved uncovers a new set of questions.  I thouroughly enjoyed this book and the delicious melancholy that it left to linger in.

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