I was the last in the family to get hit with the cold and every.single.ounce of my energy has been sucked out of me. Four days and I don’t feel any better, when will it end?!
Kaili has been asking to go to the park everyday and everyday that sounds like the absolute worst idea, insert terrible mom here. Feeling guilty, I somehow gathered all my energy and worked on some crafts with the girls to make up for it.
Kaili worked on a marshmallow bunny, eating more than she glued. I had to refill the bowl a few times.
Averi would sneak up, take one off the paper and pop it into her mouth before anything could be done.
We also made Easter bunny headbands. My preschool teacher talents are wasting away so I figured I should put them to work. Kaili said she would help me but really she watched cartoons while demanding more food.
I got a letter from her school stating that Thursday was their big Dr. Seuss party. They want us to make something “Suessical” for lunch. Wait, I just made 25 Red Fish, Blue Fish cupcakes for Dr. Suess’ birthday, and I don’t feel good, wah-waaa can I get a pass?
In the midst of searching Pinterest for Suess like foods and creative outfits, it dawned on my that Sunday is Easter…What the holy hell? While boiling eggs I decided to test run a hair-style on Kaili. Kicking and screaming aside, I think I can get this to work.
It’s a Minnie mouse bow, not Dr. Suess but seriously it’s cute!
Now I have to spend the afternoon making some sort of silly snack that the kids probably won’t even eat because it looks funny. But on the plus side, soccer is canceled which means I can stay home in my sweats with snot dripping down my nose and nobody is going to care, there is a Jesus.
My sweet little Aves is turning into a grumpy toddler. She has a cold, that might count for some of it but she uses the word “no” quite frequently. She is also having some sleep regression. She went from going down with a wave goodnight and then not a peep til morning, to crying as soon as I close the door. Nothing makes me want to throw myself in front of a bus more than hearing her cry for hours. She knows what she is doing, and it’s been working. Mom needs to toughen up.
We went ahead and changed all our clocks on Saturday and just went with it. Besides Averi’s hours of fighting bed time, it went decently. Kaili’s daily routine involves a lot of clocks and timers. She gets a fair warning before every transition from getting dressed for school to brushing her teeth at night. It helps avoid power struggles and gives her time to process what comes next without the meltdowns. I can’t wait to start with Averi, it might make bedtime a bit easier. The other night when I was reading to K she said, “mommy, I hear my clock ticking!” She meant her heart beating, how cute is that? It made me smile, the pureness of childhood.
We are starting to get some goodies from the garden. Kaili gets to water and pick the red ripe strawberries. She usually gets too eat them too, but from what I have tasted they are perfect!
Do you ever buy a spaghetti squash and then it sits on the counter for days before you use it? I do, all.the.time. I hem and haw about what to do with it and then I always end up making this, but in a casserole dish.
Finally I went back to a recipe I used to make, seems like years ago. Spaghetti squash Greek salad. The nice part about this recipe is I can make it in the afternoon and then cover and chill it while we run to soccer or swimming and then it’s ready without any fuss for dinner. And no, my kids don’t eat it….”don’t make me laugh, ha, ha, ha.”
For the dressing:
3 tablespoons red wine vinegar
2 teaspoons EV olive oil
1 teaspoon dried oregano
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon black pepper
2 garlic cloves, minced
For the Salad:
2 cups cooked spaghetti squash ( cut in half, roast at 400 degrees for 45 minutes, let cool. Scoop out and squeeze as much water out with a cheese cloth)
1 /2 cups chopped tomato
1 cup diced cucumber
1/2 cup crumbled feta cheese * I add a tad more right before serving.
1/4 cup diced red onion
2 tablespoons chopped pitted kalamata olives
Combine first 6 ingredients in a small bowl and whisk together.
Combine spaghetti squash and remaining ingredients in a large bowl. Add vinegar mixture; toss well. Cover and chill until ready to serve.
The Avester is getting pretty good at walking. She enjoys putting on her shoes and heading out. She’s got to work on getting up and down steps but soon she should be able to wander around without much help.
California has been in the oven the past month and we have been held up in our nice air conditioned house. I think Aves gets stir crazy sometimes but then I think of the book The Room and I’m like, girl, you’re good. In all seriousness, it’s been too hot to be outside for long, plain miserable. If we were outside, water was involved.
She is now 14 months. I have started her on some sign language, just a few basic signs. She is catching on fast but I’m not so sure she quite understands what she is saying, but she will. We don’t have much language, she can say dada and growls for “doggy” but that’s about it. She does babble and laughs a lot, she melts my heart. Not everything is getting put in her mouth anymore, she is good about stopping if I tell her “Averi, not in your mouth.” I was doing a bunch of art activities with Kaili at her age because K never had any sort of oral fixation. I am still hesitant to do much with A, hopefully soon. I know she will love it.
We stopped bottles completely, no problem. I tried everything I could to get her to drink milk but she doesn’t want it. Without the milk, her constipation stopped. She get’s her dairy through yogurt and cheese and that doesn’t seem to bother her…luckily.
I have to admit, I am looking forward to the holidays with the girls, fun times ahead.
Things are good! Minus that hour of sleep we lost. I can say month eight is great!.
She can sit up, she is knocking out a bottle of baby food a day, sometimes two. But just recently she mastered the art of sucking through a straw, hopefully this will alleviate the pain of finding the perfect sippy cup.
With Kaili we swapped sippy cup to sippy cup, in other words I didn’t know what I was doing. Whenenver I offered Averi a sippy cup she just got pissed off. I saw a glimmer of hope when I gave her the cup with a straw and now boom, she’s nailed it!
She isn’t crawling yet, which is a blessing. We will see what happens in the next month. Sleep is good, we have canceled all of our middle of the night meetings. She is a happy baby who is wildly fond of her big sister, watching the two of them together makes my heart swell!
Pad Thai, it’s like the Orange chicken of Thai food. It’s always ordered because it’s not spicy for that one person, I’m pretty sure it was Kailis first introduction to Thai food. I am not one to order it because let be honest Pad See Ew is SO much better. But one day I really wanted some so I did the easy thing and bought Amy’s that was sitting the freezer section of Sprouts and you know what, it wasn’t half bad. Then I decided I would try making it because I had nothing else better to do.
Now I had to find a recipe and it took me days, I am so serious. The Internet is dangerous place, hundreds of recipes for this stupid dish and every one was different. I found myself on All Recipes ( you know how much I love that site) and saw ” the best traditional Pad Thai recipe EVER” or something like that. I thought ok, maybe this site will come through for me. I read the recipe and it looked fine until the part where they left out tamarind. I mean come on, tamarind is the whole basis behind Pad Thai, how can this be traditional? The reviews made me want to throw my iPad across the room. Why was this so hard? I almost threw in the towel and went to by some stupid premade sauce but I went ahead and slaved in the kitchen combining 3 different recipes. In the end, after all that work I didn’t even like the stupid dish. I was left with enough Pad Thai noodles for a year and I couldn’t even pawn them off on Kaili. It wasn’t that it tasted bad I think I just realized I don’t really like Pad Thai and that was the hardest way to find that out. Moral of this story? I have no fucking clue but stay away from All Recipes!
Well I turned another year older, it’s fun while you’re celebrating and then kind of depressing when you’re not, for me anyway.
Our good friend drove out from Arizona to celebrate the weekend with us. I am impressed with all that we managed to squeeze into 2 days, especially with kids.
We took her to Blue Door Winery, San Diego Cellars, And San Pasqual winery….got to drink local. We tried a new pizza place that was just okay and drank coffee at our favorite roaster.
We strolled downtown by the waterfront and ended up devouring the best tacos at Puesto! Kaili loves their salsa, she practically drinks the stuff. Speaking of drinking, their spicy Margaritas are lovely!
After lunch these two found themselves behind bars .
We ended the day at a new local cheese store. It was like walking into a Paris fromagerie. We spent a good amount of time there because they were offering us samples of every cheese we were curious about, it was heaven. The weekend ended with a pedicure and for the first time in years I watched the entire Academy Awards live, and what a snooze it was. Not a bad way to spend a day getting older.