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Whatnot Wednesday August 31, 2011

Filed under: whatnot — Elizabeth @ 10:18 AM

  • So have you noticed that it’s been getting darker earlier every night?  Like much earlier!  So here’s my quandary:  why do we have to do the whole “spring forward, fall back” thing if all of this really happens on its own.  I’ve never understood changing your clocks twice a year.  Do we do it just so we can remember to change the batteries in our smoke alarm??  And isn’t it true that some states don’t even participate in all this craziness?  This is one of those things that if I think about it too long, I start to get panicky.
  • I’ve always known I’ve had the best husband.  There are many reasons I know this, but here’s one that will prove it.  So our house was built in the ’60s and the bathrooms are still original.  Which means lots of tile.  Lots and lots of green and yellow tile.  It’s all in good shape and I kind of think it’s charming, however, I can’t ever seem to get the grout between the tile in our shower completely clean.  I was complaining about this to Jason, because truly romantic pillow talk must contain at least one reference to dirty grout.  When the boys and I came home from the beach, I found a sparkling shower that Jason had attacked with bleach-infused Tilex and an old toothbrush.  I don’t want to think about how many brain cells he killed breathing in those fumes in our stalled shower, but I love him for it.
  • Do y’all like the show “Design Star” on HGTV?  It’s one of my favorite summer shows.  One reason is because I love design shows and I love competition shows.  The other reason is the gratuitous screen time given to David Bromstad (be still my heart).  Anywhooo, I was watching the show one day while the boys were supposed to be napping.  Isaac snuck downstairs and charmed me into letting him stay up and there were about 15 minutes left in the show.  I told him that he had to lay with me quietly until the show was over, which he agreed to.  So as we were laying there, this contestant came on the screen:

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Isaac sat up immediately and shrieked, “He looks just like Grandpa Pete!!!!”.  Which is odd because this is Grandpa Pete:

  • We had some friends over a few nights ago and somehow we got on the subject of “Saved by the Bell”.  At the first mention of Jesse Spano, John and I both immediately recalled the infamous “drug” episode.  We immediately pulled up the clip on YouTube, which will heretofore be referred to as “The Jesse Spano I’m So Excited Caffeine Pill Freakout”.  For your enjoyment….

I’m not sure what is funnier–the ridiculous acting or the fact that the dangerous drugs that Jesse Spano got “addicted to” were actually caffeine pills.  Scary stuff, right there.  If the message they are sending is true, then I expect an intervention regarding my iced coffee usage at any time.  Maybe I should start practicing my freakout scene.  Here goes:

“No, Jason, I NEED my iced coffee.  I have to vacuum!!  I have to teach water aerobics!!  I have to make lunches and the kids both have “My Family” projects due tomorrow!!”  Then I will sob and shriek as I hysterically dance and sing “Hey Ya!”.

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Color Me Crafty August 30, 2011

Filed under: everyday life — Elizabeth @ 1:02 PM

The boys have been really into drawing lately.  Isaac more than Matthew.  Matthew’s thing is that he dumps every crayon we own onto the ground and he rolls on them, steps on them, rubs them, and sorts them.  Every once in a while, I will ask him what he’s doing and he will draw for a few seconds and then go back to reveling in the mess.  On the inside it makes me crazy because I don’t understand it, but I try to keep my mouth shut.  Meanwhile, Isaac draws the exact same picture over and over and over again on 50 pieces of paper, demanding that we keep each and every one of them.  It’s a bit “Jack Nicholson in The Shining, All Work and No Play Makes Jack a Dull Boy” kind of thing, but to each his own.  By the way, the picture that he repeats over and over is him and his Silky.  Then he writes various forms of his name and Silky’s name.  Sometimes he draws our whole family.  One day he drew a large “NB” on a piece of paper and told me it stood for NOTEBOOK.  But that’s the extent of his repertoire.

So yesterday I started picking up all of the broken crayons on the floor and told the boys to be more careful because I was throwing away the broken crayons.  Then I remembered hearing how you can melt old crayons.  Within minutes a friend had posted on Facebook that Toys R Us had 24 packs of Crayolas on sale for a quarter each.

So we loaded up and went to Toys R Us where I spent a whopping $3 plus tax on some new crayons:

Then we went to Michael’s and I picked up 2 silicone baking trays–one in the shape of stars, one in the shape of hearts.  I found them pretty pricey at $9.99, but I used the weekly 40% off one item coupon and figured I could use these for holidays and other things in the future so it was worth the investment.

When we got home, the boys ate lunch and settled in for quiet movie time while I got to work.  I decided to just melt all of the old crayons and let the boys start over with nice pointy ones.  So I peeled them all (BORING!).  Then I started deciding what colors I wanted to melt together.  I tried to coordinate:

Then I baked both trays at 250 degrees (I had to put them on a cookie sheet because the silicone ones are so floppy).  It didn’t take long.  I just watched until everything looked totally liquified.  I didn’t stir it at all, because I didn’t want each one to be a uniform color.  Once everything was melted to liquid, I transferred the trays directly into the freezer.

They hardened pretty quickly, and right when I removed them from the freezer, I popped them out of the molds.  This wasn’t quite as easy as it sounds.  I basically had to turn the mold inside out to pop the crayon out (which was easier with the hearts than with the stars).  I was scared I was going to break the crayons, but I think it helped that they were frozen.

This was our final result, which I LOVE!!!!

So what did the boys think?  Well, Isaac thought they looked neat, but once he saw the new pointy crayons, he went right for those.  Matthew loved the new crayons, but he reverted quickly to his old ways and just sat at the table holding them, rubbing them, stacking them, counting them, and coloring a small line every few minutes.

As for me, I think they are adorable and I sat and colored 3 pages which was actually kind of therapeutic.  I think they might even make good party favors for in the future.  After all, I have 12 brand new boxes of Crayolas to put to use somehow……

 

Whatnot Wednesday August 24, 2011

Filed under: whatnot — Elizabeth @ 10:07 AM

  • Let me start by saying that ever since I’ve gotten an iphone, every time I get an idea of something for Whatnot Wednesday, I go under the Notes feature on my phone and type it in there so I can remember.  So tonight, I got out my phone and opened up my notes.  My whatnot note was gone.  In its place were 2 other notes.  One that simply said:  Isaac’s.  The other one said:  ISAAC MATTHEW MOMMY DADDY.  (I’ll give you one guess as to who has been playing with my phone.)  Lucky for you, I have a fairly good memory or the whatnot post would simply be a roster of our family’s names.
  • At the grocery store recently, I saw a pack of ground pork.  This is not something that I always find at the grocery store so I snatched it right up.  (why? you ask.  Because Isaac is allergic to beef, chicken, and shrimp, so I get creative with pork.  And we’ve recently realized that meatballs made with ground pork are delicious!!).  So anyway, I grab up the ground pork and directly underneath it was this:  I literally let out a little shriek because I just wasn’t expecting it.  And then, of course, I whipped out my phone and took a picture.  Because I’m incredibly mature like that.
  • Thursday afternoon, the boys and I drove down to the beach to spend the weekend there.  Even though Isaac was exhausted from school, he didn’t take a nap.  It seems the unlimited movie time (only on long trips!!) afforded by our new van makes him force himself to stay awake.  So about 4 hours into the trip, he began sobbing because he was so exhausted.  We stopped at Waffle House to eat some dinner, and I got a taste of “drunk Isaac” (how fitting that this was at Waffle House).  Obviously he wasn’t drunk, but he was so exhausted, he was vacillating between hysterical laughter, sobbing because he missed his bed, begging my forgiveness for his misbehavior, stroking my hair and telling me how beautiful I was.  Throw in the green, heart-shaped sunglasses he was wearing and it was quite a scene.
  • While all of this was going on, Matthew was asking everyone who came close to our table, “Hey dude, do you know where Tiki Beach is?” and then laughing hysterically.  He has a minor obsession with the Backyardigans episode “Surf’s Up”.
  • Oh, who am I kidding?  I love that episode too!!!  Mystery lifeguard, they call me mystery lifeguard.  Of Tiki Beach, yo, that’s me the mystery lifeguard….
  • While we were at the beach, Isaac was drawing and told me that he could now draw a triangle.  I told him I would love to see that, so he drew this:  I asked what the “F” was for.  He looked at me like he could barely fathom my stupidity, and said very condescendingly, “because it’s the First time I drew a triangle on vacation”.
  • I’ve told you about my eyebrow situation, and now I get at least 10 emails every day from readers asking how it’s going as I grow my eyebrows out.  Maybe that’s a slight exaggeration.  Actually nobody has ever asked but I keep annoying people by updating them on the progress, so why should you be any exception?  I can’t believe I’ve stuck with the growing out plan.  I would love to tell you that they have grown in beautifully, but I can’t.  Not only are they growing in patchy and sporadically, but they are literally growing straight out from my head at a 90 degree angle.  It’s not a good look, but I can’t bear to pluck them yet, because I’m holding out hope that somehow, one day they will be beautiful.
  • Want to know how hot it is here?  (How hot is it?)  So hot that I took the kids to Michael’s and spent $60 on crafts.  Crafts, people.  Paints, stamps, canvases, oh my.  I let the boys each paint a canvas that day.  Within 3 minutes, Matthew had mixed every color on his palette and painted the entire canvas a muddy brown color.  Meanwhile, Isaac asked me to sit and help him mix the colors vermillion, chartreuse, magenta, marigold, and “applemarine”.  I’m all, “what’s vermillion?? and don’t you mean AQUAmarine??”.  Again, thanks Blues Clues–now my child knows how to make colors that I can barely spell.
  • And now to incite panic in the heart of every mother–remember the rainbow rice the boys and I made at the beginning of the summer?  Well, I got it out again today (IT’S HOT OUTSIDE) and this is a picture of just some of the aftermath.  Are you sweating yet?  Is your blood pressure going up just looking at this?  Shouldn’t I receive a medal of valor or something?!?!?!

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Whatnot Wednesday August 17, 2011

Filed under: whatnot — Elizabeth @ 12:40 PM

  • Isaac used the word “cylinder” in a sentence the other day.  Correctly.  I asked how he knew what a cylinder was and he told me he learned it on Blue’s Clues.
  • Speaking of Blues Clues, when Isaac was about 2, he used to wake up every morning at 5 AM.  I would bring him in our bed and turn on Blue’s Clues and let him watch 2 episodes back to back for an hour while Jason and I slept.  Because I slept through most of it every time, I never really understood the plot of the show.  I would just wake up right around the time Steve was in the thinking chair and spend the rest of the day wondering how each pictures got in the notebook, what they meant, but mostly why my 2-year old seemed to understand a show that I couldn’t comprehend.
  • Strangely enough, even though now I watch the episodes all the way through while I’m awake, they still don’t make all that much sense to me.
  • Isaac has all of a sudden shown an interest in eating Korean snacks, which is surprising because he’s so picky.  Unfortunately most of them have ingredients that he’s allergic to, like these:

I have no idea what they’re called, but if a Nutter Butter and a Cheeto had a baby, this would be their crunchy love child.  Their crunchy, delicious lovechild.

  • I watched “Justin Beiber:  Never Say Never” last night.  Oh yes I did.  And lemme tell you, the Beibs has some mad skillz……that extend far beyond growing a great head of hair.  During one of the concert scenes it showed a mom in the audience singing along with the songs, trying oh so hard to be cool and hip and hang with the young folk.  And I realized, that is me, or it will be soon.  I am no longer the cool, young kid.  I am the old schlep who drives the cool young kid to the concert and spends the rest of the night singing along with the music only to embarrass my child.  Ouch.
  • I watched “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off” on Sunday and realized that my life will probably not be complete until I sing “Twist and Shout” atop a parade float.
  • Saturday night we went on a double date and I was in charge of figuring out movie times.  When we got to the theater, I walked up to the window and asked for 4 tickets to “Horrible Bosses” only to find out that that movie wasn’t even showing at the theater.  Double date fail.  It gave me flashbacks to December 2005 when Jason and I went to NYC with my sister and her husband and I bought us tickets to see the Rockettes.  Then the night before we flew to the city, I realized I bought tickets for a night we weren’t even going to be there.  I cried so hard that when I called my sister, she thought someone had died and was then relieved to find out that it was only a ticketing snafu.
  • About 6 months ago, Isaac assigned me a stuffed animal to sleep with–Mommy Giraffe.  Now it seems I can’t sleep without it.  I even took it to KAAN with me:Isaac attempted to reclaim it this week, and I begged to have it back.  I can’t quit you, Mommy Giraffe.
  • Saturday we were talking about puke, because puke is funny to little boys and to certain demented 33-year old women.  I told Isaac that when I was in the hospital and he was being born, I had to puke and the nurse gave me a bizarre plastic sock looking thing to throw up in.  Isaac laughed so hard he almost cried and then for the rest of the day he would follow me around saying, “Tell me that joke again about how you frowed up in a plastic sock!!”.
  • A quote from Isaac:  “Come on Matthew, we’re on a secret mission to make sure someone’s in trouble.”
  • And lastly, I heard the boys up in Isaac’s room playing and this exchange went down–

Isaac:  Don’t worry, Matthew, there are no such thing as ghosts, or monsters….or sharks.

Matthew:  Or dolphins.

Isaac:  Sorry Matthew, actually, there is such a thing as dolphins.

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There You Go, Making Me Cry in the Car Again August 15, 2011

Filed under: and that's how I feel about that,I'm a Sap,mama of boys — Elizabeth @ 12:38 PM

If I get murdered in the city
Don’t go revengin’ in my name
One person dead from such is plenty
No need to go get locked away

When I leave your arms
The things that I think of
No need to get over alarmed
I’m comin’ home

I wonder which brother is better
Which one our parents love the most
I sure did get in lots of trouble
They seemed to let the other go

A tear fell from my father’s eyes
I wondered what my dad would say
He said I love you
And I’m proud of you both, in so many different ways

If I get murdered in the city
Go read the letter in my desk
Don’t worry with all my belongings
But pay attention to the list

Make sure my sister knows I loved her
Make sure my mother knows the same
Always remember, there is nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name
Always remember, there is nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name

—Avett Brothers, “Murder in the City”