My Rock Star in Training

Sick and Snuggly

Just a little note to say I am so happy you are feeling better! You had a little stomach bug that started at 6am Wednesday morning when you said from your crib "Mouth Poo Poo" meaning you had thrown up all over your bed. Pretty cute and clever I must say of you to call it that since you didn't know what else to call it! Well, there was more 'mouth poo poo' all day long and also fever over 102 and chills and even blue lips and feet! You had me worried baby! But we went to the doctor and she was certainly right, just a stomach bug!

It was strange though because you were totally different than your usual self. Normally you will eat non stop if I let you, but you refused all and any food, other than less than half a cracker (on a good day you would eat five if I let you!!). Plus it didn't stay down! You also wouldn't drink juice. Now you never do drink juice but not because you don't like it, but because I never give you juice! But you love it the few times a year you drink it! Yesterday I tried everything to get you to drink juice. No way.

The other huge difference, which while I hated the reason you were being this way, I secretly enjoyed it, was that you became the most delicious snuggle bug around. You rarely snuggle, maybe twenty minutes in a whole week, maybe, on a good week! But yesterday you curled up in my arms for at least 8 hours. You melted your face in my shoulder or chest and wrapped your arms around me. It was delicious, especially the few minutes you napped on me. We didn't leave each other's side for more than 10 minutes all day. Now that was nice. Not that you were sick, but nice that you knew I would always be there to care for you.

Happy Father's Day Daddy!

You're pretty young but I think you are old enough to know how special your dad is. Without him you might not get fed and bathed at night, or get endless games of peekaboo, or have some one's back to ride on during push ups, or have someone want nothing more than to make you giggle endlessly. He takes such incredible care of you, and wants nothing more than to be the perfect dad.

He will always be there for that extra hug and kiss, and you will never grow up not knowing what it's like to have a loving and involved father. He'll always be there, teaching you things throughout your life, whether major or silly trivia, that he'll share with you. He'll make sure you grow up to be a well rounded woman who is kind and generous to all, just as he is. He'll make sure you learn how to act with respect and genuine interest for everyone you meet, just as he does. If you grow up to be like him at all, then we're a very lucky family.


We're two fortunate ladies to have him and today is the day we tell him that.


We love you Dad.

KISS!!

I got you these animals for your birthday. They have a similar set at the kids museum and every time we go there you spend like 20 minutes playing with them, so I thought you would like these. Do you ever! You take one in the car, another around the house, another in your kitchen etc. You wake up asking to play with them, and they were the biggest toy hit of your party! Who knew!!

But........the best thing you've done with them is the picture here. I came back from the kitchen and you were hanging out in your playroom, and I saw all your animals posed as though they are kissing! I asked dad if he did it, and he said no. So I looked at you and said "Finley, did you do that to the animals?" and you said "Yeees!" (it's so cute, you switched from Yeah to Yes and it's adorable!). Anyhow, I wasn't quite sure you understood what I asked. So I said "Finley, what did you make the animals do?" and you looked at me, smiled and said "KISS!!!".

Yummy, you are so darn yummy!!

Happy Birthday Baby!!!

Wow wow wow. You are now officially two. Wow. I feel like that's all I can say. I mean, we have just had so much fun with you over the last 2 years and we've learned so much and we've become these people that we wouldn't actually know only two years ago. Wow. Wow.

Well, it was a wonderful day. We had a fabulous art themed birthday party for you. We kept it super small since you really hate crowds and only your best 7 buds were there. We sure are lucky to have such great seven buds, let me tell you. They are such great kids and their mommies are people I just couldn't live without. I feel fortunate every day to have them in our lives.

We had a lot of fun and you were just a spunky fireball today. You were completely obsessed with opening gifts and kept saying "one more! one more!" over and over after each gift was opened. And did you ever receive some of the most amazing gifts ever!! I can't even begin to tell you how touched I was to know that our friends love and care for us so much to think about us and make such special things for us. In your adorable little "Cackeee" voice (Finley speak for "Thank you") that's all I could barely utter today I was so amazed. We sure are loved, and it sure feels good!

Anyhow, back to you!! You enjoyed the festivities and even had your first taste of cake (Sans icing! Sorry baby!! I promise that on your third birthday you'll get cake AND icing!! ;-). You seemed to like it but you did seem more excited by the prospect of eating a cracker even more! We munched on fruits and veggies, and you must have had like 5 crackers. The sugar and carbs had you on full speed energy until 2pm, at which time your last guest left and you crashed!!! You insisted you wanted to keep playing but your eyes told me "put me to bed, NOW!" :) I did and you fell fast asleep.

It was a beautiful day with you, and though the evening wasn't quite as easy (you still seemed hopped up on sugar or something and very moody!) it was still a super special day. I remember after putting you down for nap your dad and I started cleaning up and I looked at the clock and it was 3pm on the nose. the moment you were born, 2 years ago. I told Daddy and we hugged and were just so amazed to be where we are today, and how lucky we are to have a superstar like you in our midst.

It's a challenge

A fellow mama friend, Jamie, posted this challenge on her own blog for me (and several others). Are we like super geeks or super cool because we blog? Who knows! But anyhow, this blog is almost always about you until some segue like this happens. Sometimes I feel guilty for digressing to non YOU topics. Isn't that nuts? I'm telling you, until you are a mother you never know what it feels like to really never put yourself first anymore. I mean it, NEVER! Not even in a silly little blog (speaking of which, oh lordy do you say the word Silly so cute! You sign it at the same time and it in itself is the picture of silliness!).

See, what did I say, I can't even focus on myself even when it's the task at hand!

Anyhow, here is my challenge....

1. Link your tagger and list these rules on your blog (done and done)

2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird

3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs (am I supposed to know 7 bloggers personally? That's just plain nuts! Jamie already tagged my only blogging friends and I know they won't do this again so I shamefully can't complete this rule. I need more nerdy friends like me!
4. Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog (I will not be tagging anyone, so need not complete this rule either. You should know this is very hard for me, because I am a rule person. Yes indeed.).

Well, since this blog is for you my dear and when you are 14 reading through this I want to make sure these are things about me that I actually want you to know (tattoo? what tattoo? Heehee...speaking of which you saw mine the other day and said "Boo boo" and kissed it better. Awwwww) so I need to formulate my 7 random facts strategically.

1. I wear my watch on my right hand even though I am a righty. I am not sure when I started doing that, but I think it was some time in high school when I was trying to be different. I started wearing two watches, one on each hand (I was so cool, eh?). Eventually I took one off cause it was so silly and I guess I took the wrong one off and now it's the one I use.

2. I slept with a stuffed animal until the day you were born, and now he is sitting in your toy box. I knew I had to break the habit one day! Pathetic, eh (I am referring to friends with this question, not to you, who should never refer to your mum as pathetic!). His name is Strother, he is a dog, and I hope you still have him when you are old enough to read this.

3. I've been a vegetarian now for 20 years. Started at 14. Strange, because I am only 29 now ;-) Somehow the math works in my head. Haha.

4. I've won several 45's (that would be pr-MP3, pre-CD, pre-cassette tape, and even, sadly, pre 8-track, ask me about this when you are listening to music through your ears connected to some implanted micro chip) for my hula hooping skills. When living in Israel my sister and I entered lots of hula hoop contests and won several. I don't know why, but it was a big deal. We hula hooped every single day if I remember right. I used to be able to do it for literally hours. Hence all the prizes. I think some of those records are still in Nana's basement.

5. I set my alarm clock to odd numbers only. Well, except for 5s. Like I would never do 4:45 or 4:15. But I would do 4:47 in a heartbeat.

6. I have no fear of things that are out of my control. And I seek those moments. I am the first to bungee jump, paraglide, or whatever, I have no fear of that. But the little stuff, that's what gets me. It makes me nervous and agitated and makes me feel like I would rather jump out of a plane. Strange, I know. I am completely calm under big pressure (including your birth) but can barely deal with hiccups in travel plans or other minuscule things.

7. I used to speak four languages. It's dwindling every year and soon enough it will sadly only be English. Well, the spell-checked version! I used to be fairly fluent in English, French, Hebrew and Yiddish. I even had a few words of Swahili under my belt. Don't use much of any of it anymore and I suspect you won't know any of those other languages either. Kind of sad. We'll have to work on that, and also learn a few new ones together.

Well, there you have it, 7 random facts about me (or Moi in French, Ani in Hebrew, and I want to say Ich in Yiddish but that's actually 'I am'. See, I told you it's dwindling).

Tomorrow perhaps I will post seven random facts about you. After all, it's all about you.......

It must be a felony somewhere....

To put rocks in a mailbox! There are so many USPS laws, aren't there?!! Wait, maybe writing about putting rocks in a mailbox is illegal?? But that's been your number one all time favorite thing to do these days. The weather's been cool so we stroll around the hood and you always insist we walk to the mailbox, where you proceed to open and close the parcel box about a hundred times. You announce "open....close!" over and over in the funniest, cheekiest little voice! So funny! Then you collect little rocks (the small ones you call 'baby rock') and put them in, take them out, then put them in again. This could last anywhere from 15 minute to 45! Pretty hilarious. You get such a kick out of it, I love it.

Our neighbors Dave and Rob came to see your busy bee ways and found it so cute. You showed off a ton for them and started jumping off the curb into my arms repeatedly. I must admit I was worried about a broken skull but we all survived the acrobatics! It's a shame the weather is turning hot again...we won't be able to visit the mailbox when it's 100 degrees out :( We'll have to actually try and be entertained by all the ridiculously expensive toys we buy for you instead. What a novel concept!!