Okay, I was saving this for some time when I was on vacation, but I'm not feeling particularly prolific today and it's pretty cute, so I'd thought I'd post it. There's some questionable language here and there, but nothing too disturbing in my opinion.First seen -- by me at least -- on the blog feminsting.com.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
The little dude in the picture below is Caden.
Brad and I are honored to serve as one set of Caden's godparents. How did that come about you wonder? Well, our friends over at 4M did some research and apparently, it's okay to have Jewish godparents, as long as they swear to convert. KIDDING. KIDDING. Laura explains it all in her post about the baptism here.
Zander had all sorts of questions about the day, including whether or not he had been baptized. I told him that he had a "bris" instead, which is similar to a baptism, but for Jewish boys (although I left out one crucial detail.)
At the party after Caden's baptism, his grandmother presented a beautiful cake with a large cross. Zander was clamouring to get a piece as soon as he saw it and yelled, "I want a piece of the 't'! I want a piece of the 't'" Caden's mom gently turned around and said, "It's also called a cross."
We love you Caden and hope to do you proud.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Zander's dear friend Elizabeth (mentioned here, here, here, here, and here) is moving to Australia for about a year (with her family, of course). On Sunday afternoon, Z and E played at uber-playground Clemyjontri and then swam together in the hotel pool. (E's family is staying at a hotel until their flight.)
When we pulled up to the hotel, after driving about 15 minutes from the playground, Zander and I had this quick exchange:Me: "This is where Elizabeth is staying."
Zander: "Is THIS is Australia?"
Friday, July 25, 2008
I don't usually write back-to-back Zanderism posts, but this one is too good not to mention. It's an ideal example of how adults take certain things for granted about language and how differently children's minds might picture what thet hear.
(That being said, I've already mentioned it to a few people and they barely chuckle.) You have been warned.
Yesterday, I picked up Zander from school and told him that we were going to a movie "rental store" to pick-up a movie for Family Movie Night. Zander asked what a "rental store" was. I explained that it is kind of like the library, where we borrow books for a limited time and then have to return them -- the only difference being that the library rents books for free and we have to pay at the rental store. I went on to explain that people can rent all sorts of things -- from rug cleaning equipment to cars.
Me: "As a matter of fact, before Daddy and I were married, I rented an apartment!"
Zander: "But how did you carry the apartment?"
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Zander frequently will say thinks like, "The oldest goes first" or "The person named Brad gets two hugs." We're rather used to it now. I was a little surprised, however, when he came running in for our usual bedtime book reading ritual on Tuesday night and said, "The pregnant-est girl gets to read two books!" Well, I guess that's me folks.
This conversation followed just minutes later, after reading a book called, When You Were Inside Mommy. (We're doing a lot of this kind of reading lately):
Zander: "Why don't babies be inside daddies?"
Me: "Why do you think?"
Zander: "Because maybe daddies are too old and they might have two babies or something."
And sticking with the same theme yesterday:Zander: "Mommy, when will the baby hatch?"
Me: "Well, this kind of baby doesn't hatch. It actually..." [Interrupted by Zander.]
Zander: "No, it hatches."
Me: "Alrighty then. It will hatch in December." [Trying to dismiss images from the original Alien film.]
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
No one was as surprised as I was to find me amidst the sold-out crowd at the 9:30 Club last night. There I was, wearing the dreaded tie-in-the-back maternity shirt, bopping away to none other than Yaz (also known as Yazoo).
Would you believe we actually got babysitting -- a fantastic young woman whom Zander 'took to' instantly? And then off we went...out to dinner in downtown DC to the somewhat trendy Lauriol Plaza, and then off to the concert.
This was music that I daydreamed to, danced to, worked-out to, you name it -- sometime in the 80's I think. The whole thing just took me back. The concert itself was great -- I think they sang every song from both of their two CDs (albums at the time). This video is not from the concert we attended (obviously), but is of one of Yaz's most well-known songs, Situation:
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Last weekend Brad spent a day doing "auto cross" (for the 2nd time). Basically, drivers navigate their cars one-at-a-time through a course marked with traffic cones racing against the clock (and other drivers). It's fairly safe (especially in comparison to his former hobby of skydiving, so I won't complain.) This is a photo of his car with numbers on it. Not sure why the numbers are needed, but it certainly made his car look official:
And this is is picture of another participant's engine. Whoo hoo! Doesn't it look impressive? (I'm joking there. To me it looks like, well, an engine.)
Finally, here's a photo of another car in action:
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Still puking now and then, but less than before. Rather annoying though.
My size has already reached epic proportions. I said to Brad last night, "I look nine months pregnant already!" He looked at my belly and then said, "No, maybe about six," trying to make me feel better. Gulp.
Tonight we're taking a two-hour class on "Birth Order and Sibling Relationships," hoping to solve any future strife between Z and new brother or sister before it starts. Yeah, right.
Sonogram in two weeks (or so) and we *might* find out the gender. Brad and I are still
fighting about discussing it. I'm kidding there, really. Brad has agreed that -- if it's important to me -- we can find out this time. (It was important to him NOT to find out the last time.)
Monday, July 14, 2008
Not to be petty or anything, but when we received week's guilty pleasure People magazine announcing the birth of a baby girl for Nicole Kidman and Keith Urban, I got a bit annoyed.
The headline says "BABY BLISS!" Fine, they're happy that the baby is here. I can get around that. But "BLISS?" Come on. Then it goes on to say that the couple told People, "She's an absolute delight." Whose newborn is a delight? A delight? I mean, did I miss something? Am I just a bad person? What's delightful about those first few days and weeks? Oh, right -- the meconium (delightful I tell you!) the endless late night feedings, the stitches in the nether regions, the exploding breasts, the lochia (more delight). Thanks for reminding me.
Friday, July 11, 2008
As part of an impromptu field trip of sorts, Zander's teacher took the children to a jump rope demonstration by the Baton Rouge Jumpers. They (the Jumpers) are in town on tour and staying near where the preschool is located. (Who knew that there even were "jumping" clubs and that they toured?) Anyway, Z's teacher captured the following video of Zander trying his hand at it...And here's a still photo of our little jumping bean with the Baton Rouge Jumpers:
I've mentioned briefly before (here and here) about the unique school that Zander attends. The school is inspired by the Reggio Emilia approach to early learning and, as a result, incorporates a large amount of documentation of the children's work and daily activities. Children then reflect and comment on the documentation. This is how we end up with photos (and sometimes video) of Z.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
When Brad first asked me if I had seen the photos of Zander "shagging balls" I got a tad concerned. He (Zander) has done some pretty odd things with the family jewels while playing in the bath, but to date, I had chalked it up to regular boy stuff. But, now what was he doing with his balls???
Apparently, "shagging balls" is a baseball term. And speaking of baseball, here is a collage of Z at his last t-ball practice...
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Zander: "What is air?"******
Zander: "But, we don't have enough time."
Me: "We have nothing but time."
Zander [insistent]: "Yes, we have something other than time!"
Me: "What else do we have?" [I was just curious to see what he would say.]
Zander: "What happens if the baby [in your tummy] doesn't care for what you eat mommy?"
Monday, July 7, 2008
Just got back from a long weekend in Rehoboth Beach, Delaware for July 4th with Grandma Paula and Pap-Pap, which included four trips to the pool, two trips to beach, one excursion to Jungle Jim's Water Park, some outlet shopping, a sushi dinner (sans offspring), and two movies (in the theatre!). Below are some photos.
Grandma Paula and Zander getting ready to go to the pool:
Zander with his noodle (ha ha):
Me and my lovely mother-in-law watching fireworks on the beach in the rain:
And trust me, this is about all you will ever see of me in a bathing suit on this blog, not to mention me in a maternity bathing suit. *shudders*
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Brad created this bobblehead via the XM Radio website. Grandparents (as they are the only ones who are likely to care) can see the silly thing in action here.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Three Lots of readers have written to ask me follow-up questions about the skeleton in our yard, mentioned here. I have no real clue what it might be, but Brad seems convinced that it belongs to a big dog.
When he said this, I suggested we put up signs or something because maybe it would help someone, somewhere get closure about a missing and beloved pet. He then pointed out that said dog probably died about 17 years ago. Not sure why he picked "17." Cue scary music now...
Another busy weekend over here at "Casa de Jill, Brad, Zander, and bun-in-the-oven" including T-ball class, trips to Wegmans, Costco, the local dump, a friend's neighborhood pool, Meadowlark Botanical Gardens (to celebrate the birthday of one of Z's classmates), and a Washington Nationals game.
I'd like to say I'm tired from such a busy weekend, but truth is, I didn't go to everything. We do a lot of "dividing and conquering" in our family and Brad did most of both this particular weekend.
I'd post pictures, but the easy-download function on our digital camera broke and now we need to do something fancy-schmancy involving card readers and flash drives to get the photos off of the camera. Makes me want to nap just thinking about it.