daily. doings.

The daily doings of the H boys and their mama.

A snack? August 18, 2010

Filed under: Mommy — sarahgwynne @ 21:21

At dinner I briefly panicked. The lads and I were sitting at the table eating pasta (the wheat kind! Cause that’s what we do when D isn’t home for supper, eat WHEAT!). Noah and I each had a glass of milk. Towards the end of the meal Lil G starts freaking out, screeching his favorite sound:

See 0:23, 0:33, 1:00, 1:52, 2:01, 2:05, 2:12, 2:16, 2:24…
Also, was I the only one who kinda had a crush on the velociraptors? Yeah, I thought so.

Turns out he wants to drink the milk. The cow’s milk. And though I’m sure that sound is grating to anyone, to me, it’s like… well, I’d do just about anything to make it stop. “Fine, take it, drink the cow’s milk.” Because he’s never had any. Ever. Ummm…

So he drinks the whole thing down, and clearly wants some more. His eyes go wide with The Look.
Will you, or won’t you? I guess you just need to ask yourself one question, Mom. Do you feel lucky? Well, do ya?

Turns out, I did not feel lucky, and poured him some more milk. And it went right down. Woohaa. After all this I call Big M to ask whether I have just instilled a life-long problem of dairy allergies and lactose intolerance. But she doesn’t pick up, and then, through the haze, I realize… He’s 15 MONTHS OLD. Dude. I’m panicking about giving him milk at 15 months? Crazy much? So somehow time got away from me, and in my need to protect and shelter him from the Big Bad World of Food (but not wheat obviously), I forgot that he’s practically off to college next week.

Nowadays, it seems like everything is dangerous. Don’t feed them any of the following: Strawberries, dairy products of any sort (but don’t give em soy products either), spinach (really?! Spinach, Food of Life?), wheat, processed foods, salt, sugar, red food dye (mm! My favourite!), red meat (or is it any meat at all?), eggs…. So basically… what? What can we eat? Rice and bulghur (*barf*) and broccoli? I assume there’s something wrong with broccoli too.

It’s one thing if you or the child actually have allergies, but we don’t (except to strawberries, walnuts, wheat… *ahem*). Awareness, yes, but not pulling it into the ridiculous. There’s so much policing, everyone is watching everyone else (or is that the paranoia? Who’s that? Why are you watching me!).

Anyway, they feed themselves at this point, eh?

The astute foodies and health fanatics among you will note that this is bread made of rye. So it’s good for him. I think.

I’m on a roll now. Society has pushed me TOO FAR. My views on the Breastfeeding Brigade shall follow shortly.


More Time Signs August 17, 2010

Filed under: Adventures — sarahgwynne @ 20:27

We’re really busy all the time. Much is done in the home, it’s a controlled environment for Lil G, a destructive force of nature and escape artist extraordinaire.
But we’re also going to playgrounds, and with the weather so autumnal we’re making and flying kites. And yes, of course I’m planning Christmas, it is August after all.

Play-Doh, painting (loads of painting, this year he is actively making birthday prezzies for others) and… AND.  Apps. Oh god, I hate that word. It’s NOT a word! I got an iphone recently, and love it. Even though I don’t like Apple products. Never have. Except, now I do. And I am very disappointed in myself for it. And, as is the H-Family way, we have gone (within the space of three weeks!) from an Apple-less household to one that has not one, but TWO iphones and…. this.

Holy cow, I love it so, I can barely stand it. What I don’t love is Farmville, but dammit, when Noah says,” Hey mommy, look! There are lots of plots (!) with water. That’s where rice and cranberries can grow.” then the educational bit… and the pride in my kid who can maneuver his way around the damn thing like he was born with it are totally worth it. A sign of the times. Remember that when we all grew up there’d be flying cars. If this is what we have now… well surely I will teleport to visit my grandkids.


August 13, 2010

Filed under: Adventures — sarahgwynne @ 15:08

Not many pictures of Noah lately, he has asked not to be photographed so much, and I respect that.

Lil G on the other hand, has no such qualms, and I wanted to share this photographic proof, that he too can be unhappy sometimes. Also, check out his noggin’. Takes a beating, it does.

Also, how much do I love Hipstamatic? OMG, so much.


11 August 2010 August 11, 2010

Filed under: Adventures — sarahgwynne @ 18:33

Noah stayed home from KG today, we weren’t really feeling it, and when the lads are playing? Together? And no one is crying? You don’t mess with that. So later in the afternoon, following a wholesome and creative morning (they played, I was saving the world, one room at a time), we headed for our closest playground, the one with the trees. The trees that provide shade. We love the shade! Because, egad, we hate heat! Just me actually, but I like to think I represent future heat-haters in my sons. Which will be one more thing I fail at in parenting.

So. Noah took his bike, there’s a wee hill OF DEATH that he wanted to practice on. Practice what, I’m not sure. Prep for later, much later, when I’ll get a phone call with him going,” Hey Ma! Gabes and I are on a plane RIGHT NOW, and we’re going to jump out of it! Isn’t that rad?” (Did my use of “rad” age me just then? I feel it may have.) Anyway, I’m hauling the damn bike up the wee hill because it’s too steep for him to do it and he’d so been looking forward to this. Our usual guideline is “If you can’t do it yourself… tough, better wait till you’re older”. Like climbing on stuff. If he can’t get up there himself, I’m sure as shit not standing behind him and lifting him up and whatnot. But not this time, because the light in his eyes (the one that dimmed as soon as we were on top of the hill and he saw just how steep it was) convinced me for a sec. So I’m holding child and bike and trying to figure this out when I look over, way waaaay far away, like 30 meters, and I see Lil G, the one I was so relieved to not have to watch so carefully, cause what could possibly happen here at this playground? Nothing!, well, that same child was already nearly at the top of the ladder of a tower, high enough that if he got distracted by something, like a dust mite (trust me, it happens all the time, he gets it from m… oooh! Something shiny!), then he would fall and break something. Or bump his head. Whatever. So I quickly walk bike and larger child to the bottom, drop them, kick off shoes and take off across the playground (I was going to insert a picture of a superhero flying here, but then I looked at the images and was nauseated. The entire concept of “Supermom” makes me ill. So no flying picture here, just imagine me running really really fast) to do that horrible hovering thing that I hate. And he got to the top no probs, then ran to the other side of the tower and catapulted himself down the slide. Squealing with delight.

The extra weight will be gone in no time.


Hurry hurry August 5, 2010

Filed under: Adventures — sarahgwynne @ 08:13

Lil G at about 8 am. Tell me, would you perhaps like to go outside?


Time is definitely on our side… August 1, 2010

Filed under: Adventures,On-The-Fly — sarahgwynne @ 20:52

Yes it is! One year of nuncheon!

July 2009!

July 2010