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| I'm now called Mommy, no longer Mama. Stale and cranky are impossible to hold on to. |
The pure deliciousness of parenting M aside, navigating the waters of her desires vs. certain limits of practicality and safety can feel extreme. Lately, she agrees that we will go "out" - made clear by handing me my shoes and the baby carrier thing, while standing there in nothing but a diaper - arms stretched up to me, pleading "go-out, go-out!" However, my attempts to clothe her are met with ear piercing screams and violent body flailing. So we wait and try to clothe again every 5 minutes. Eventually it works. I suppose I could force the clothes on her in the first go but I do not want to engage in contact sports with my baby. It's a choice, I guess.
This is countered by many sweet things, not the least of which is her recital of the names of all the people she knows (more or less) before bed - grandparents, aunties, cousins and friends. I prompt and she repeats in the beginning, but then she comes up with ones we've forgotten or haven't gotten to yet. We talk about seeing them, loving them and being lucky to have them in our lives (well, I do most of the talking but she remains interested).
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| That's my baby doing stairs on her own. |
Last night, I made an easy and delectable shrimp scampi-esque thing which I cooked and we ate before there was time to photograph it. But here is the recipe anyway (from memory):
3/4 lb pasta (I used radiatore but the original recipe called for angel hair)
1 lb large shrimp (frozen raw deveined peeled except-for-the-tail shrimp is a favorite staple, thaw in running water if you are using frozen)
1/4 cup olive oil
4 cloves of garlic, pushed through the garlic press
red pepper flakes, to taste (I used about 1/4 tsp)
1/2 dry white wine
5 tablespoons butter
l cup parsley, chopped
2 cups fresh baby spinach
Cook the pasta according to package instructions. Meanwhile, heat the olive oil in a large skillet on medium high. Add the shrimp (I pulled the tails off first, for marital harmony) and cook until opaque and just done (just a few minutes). Remove the shrimp from the pan - leaving the oil behind. Add the garlic and saute for a minute, then add the wine, red pepper flakes and some salt and pepper. Let it boil for a minute or two. Turn the heat off and add the butter, swirl until melted. Return the shrimp to the pan and toss. Drain the pasta and combine everything in a big bowl - adding parsley and spinach (which will wilt nicely from the heat of the other ingredients). Some grated cheese and halved cherry tomatoes would be a fantastic addition.
I know by looking at the calendar that summer will be here soon - and apparently spring even sooner - but it's been hard to believe. Our playground was chained shut on Thursday - because of snow!
Up next - potty training. No rush, just trying to lay some groundwork. Capitalizing on M's infatuation with Elmo we got Elmo's Potty Time DVD. This was was met with some serious skepticism. She seemed aware we were trying to sugar coat the propaganda and she wasn't having it. Somewhere in the middle of the song about having to pee pee, wee wee, piddle, widdle, urinate, dookie, poopy, doodie, poo poo, R's only comment was, "I still can't believe I am a father".
Maybe it's just me, but some of the Amazon reviews for the DVD are hilarious.
From John Shea (gives it 4/5 stars):
To address the one-star reviews, if you are hoping to see Elmo going potty or wiping his furry red rear, this is NOT your video. If you want a cheery, song-filled, positive message about learning to potty being a good thing and feeling so proud as you are growing up (and a reminder to wash your hands afterward), then this IS your video.
Perhaps this was in response to JerryCurlJuice (1/5 stars):
This film is horrible. Just a bunch of song and dance. My 3 y/o watches it because she thinks it's a musical. There isn't even actual scenes of Elmo taking a dump.
Maybe it's just me, but some of the Amazon reviews for the DVD are hilarious.
From John Shea (gives it 4/5 stars):
To address the one-star reviews, if you are hoping to see Elmo going potty or wiping his furry red rear, this is NOT your video. If you want a cheery, song-filled, positive message about learning to potty being a good thing and feeling so proud as you are growing up (and a reminder to wash your hands afterward), then this IS your video.
Perhaps this was in response to JerryCurlJuice (1/5 stars):
This film is horrible. Just a bunch of song and dance. My 3 y/o watches it because she thinks it's a musical. There isn't even actual scenes of Elmo taking a dump.
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| But where is the dump? |
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