This weekend, Karin was a packing superstar, labelling tens of boxes and purging like a rockstar! Thanks to her efforts we have at least 6 fewer carloads worth of stuff that will be coming with us to the new house. That’s AMAZING!
How’s this for sleep deprivation? Yesterday afternoon, after Nadia ate a banana on our way home, I didn’t have a garbage bag in my car so I carefully arranged the banana peel on top of the empty plastic bag that was on my passenger seat so that the peel wouldn’t get the fabric mucky.
Yep. More sleep would probably be awesome.
A wicked stomach bug has been going through our school, although it hasn’t really hit my class (yet, knock on wood). I’m feeling really sick to my stomach, so I’m hoping that it’s not that, and that I’m just really tired. I’ve been using a ton of hand sanitizer and washing my hands like crazy. Several classes in the school have had over 1/3 of the kids home sick, including our buddy class and a couple classes which contain siblings of my students. :/
Third day in a row of blogging since I decided to start again. It’s nice to be stretching my writing muscles…they’ve atrophied quite a bit over the last three years.
My luck has run out with the broken cookies I mentioned a few days ago… N was insisting on the “BIG??? PEAS????” (please) ones today. Unfortunately we were sifting through the crumbs left at the end of the bag…so until there’s a Costco run, we’re both out of luck.
To try and bring Nadia’s bedtime to a reasonable hour, I’ve asked her daycare teachers to try waking her up a little earlier from her nap. Currently, she consistently sleeps 1230-3, give or take some time on either end, and it’s rare that she’s asleep before 11…usually closer to midnight, with a morning wake up call by us around 730. This afternoon she napped 1230-2, and was asleep before 10. This might be the final piece in the puzzle that has been our kid’s sleep patterns. I’m going to follow suit and try to sleep. She woke me up at 2 am, and I wasn’t able to get back to sleep until at least 330, so that made for a two coffee morning.
I like long pasta, but it’s a bit tricky for the toddler to eat, and I don’t send bibs to daycare which can make things pretty messy (Nadia wears red or brown on those days). I’m lazy and don’t have time to make two different kinds of pasta separately, or the inclination to wash two pots (lazy: see above).
My solution: metal colander in the pot. Cooks the orzo and the vermicelli simultaneously. :)
I’ve been telling Nadia stories on Facebook a bit, but there are some that are too long to post, and sometimes I think I post too much about Nadia there, so I’m going to try and start writing some of the things she says or does over here.
I bought some coconut cookies by Thinster (not Mrs. Thinster, as far as I can tell, but I can’t seem to find any pictures of this product anywhere…) at Costco a few weeks ago, and they never managed to make it into the house, despite me raving about them and telling David that he REALLY NEEDS TO TRY THESE. I’ve been eating them on my commutes to and from work, and occasionally sharing them with Nadia. She’s usually more interested in a bar of some kind, or a pouch. These cookies feel really wholesome to me…they’ve only got about seven ingredients, all of which I have in the house (except soy lecithin): coconut, flour, butter…etc. (I’m not getting paid by either Costco or Thinster’s…but I would absolutely take some of them as a thank you for this post. :D )
These are not the cookies that I have in my car, but I think they might be by the same company. I really want to try these too…
Anyway. I practically can hear the grandparents saying, “Get on with the part about the grandaughter!” Hah. Murphy is probably going to bite me for this one…oh well…
We’ve been incredibly lucky with Nadia. She’s always been a pretty easy going kid, although we’ve definitely seen our share of stormy weather with her. We have not taken any of it for granted. Here’s a couple of examples. On the way home today, Nadia wanted some of
my those cookies. She got one, but it happened to have a chunk taken out of it (we were getting close to the bottom of the bag. Don’t judge…). No problem. This two year old was just happy to have a cookie. Yay! I’ll admit I held my breath. I always expect her to morph into the terrible twos.
From the backseat a few minutes later: “Mumma?”
I decided to push my luck. I grabbed a cookie from the bag, snapped it in half and handed her the pieces. “One cookie…two cookies!”, which she ate happily. I’m not sure how long I’m going to be able to get away with
not sharing as many of my cookies giving her broken cookies, but I’ll take it for as long as I can.
Later this evening, I had just finished changing her diaper during which I took her shoes off since it was getting toward bed time. We were walking out of her room when she stopped dead still in the middle of the hall. I had just turned off the light so I nearly tripped over her.
“It’s late. We don’t need shoes.” (Expectation: tantrum storm of epic proportions. Reality?)
“Oh. Ok.” and she kept walking.
Tomorrow’s blog post? The sudden emergence of the Terrible Twos? Maybe. :/
One of Karin’s favourite treats at Farmer’s Markets is lemon tarts by Sweet Thea, so for her birthday I decided that I’d make her some lemon tarts. Problem is, I don’t like lemons, so not really in my cooking wheelhouse, nor do I really want to taste as I go along, because I won’t be able to tell if it’s good, because I wouldn’t expect to like it.
The tarts Karin likes are 4″ tarts I believe and they go for about $4/each, so the goal was to beat that, and aim for similar quality/taste. We already had a bag of lemons from Costco because Karin was thinking of making lemon cordial but hadn’t gotten around to it yet (approx value $6-7 for ~11 lemons). I found this recipe for lemon curd and thought it sounded reasonable, it’s an Ina Garten recipe (Barefoot Contessa).
I bought 120 3″ tart shells from Costco (~$11 on coupon), and ended up pre-baking one package of them (30). Used 4 lemons as suggested in the recipe, which resulted in 3/4 cups of juice instead of 1/2 cup (I added it all anyway). Instead of using a food processor, I just added the zest and the sugar to the mixer and let them mix together for a bit.
The end result is that it’s the right amount of lemon curd to fill the 30 shells. If you haven’t made lemon curd before, it’s actually pretty easy, the one thing to be aware of is that after you’ve finished the mixing but before you’ve gone through the heating/cooking portion it’s going to look like it’s been ruined, the slow heating melds everything together again and it turns beautifully smooth.
Now if I need to make Karin some tarts in the future, I’ll be able to find the recipe again.
We’re thinking of maybe doing this, it’s not until May 31st. Anyone else interested in doing it?
This month was your last month of “first” calendar days in your year. I hope that makes sense…I’m a little sleep deprived. Let’s try that again. You’ve now been in the world for a whole year, and have thus experienced all of the calendar days for the first time.
Wait. Except Leap Year.
You’re growing like crazy! You love the world around you and the world loves you back. You’re an incredibly charming kid and like to wave at people. You are especially interested in younger kids and babies, but will smile for pretty much anyone.
You have learned to climb up onto the couch and our Ikea chair. It’s a good thing Dad taught you how to get down as well, or else you’d be stuck! When you get down, you like to let us know by saying “go go go go go!” as you slide off the couch or bed, feet first. We aren’t sure exactly where you picked that up, because we don’t remember teaching it to you. Our best guess is that we often say “Where are you going?” or something along those lines, and you picked up “go!” from that.
You don’t really seem to show a lot of interest in walking, although on your birthday you used a rolling walking toy for the first time. You will stand for a few seconds at a time, but I like to compare you to Wile E. Coyote. As soon as you realize you’re not being supported by anything, BOOM, down you go. :)
You like to help us get you dressed, but only shirts. When we put one around you, you help by putting your arms through the sleeves, but you think it’s the funniest thing to crawl at top speed away from us when we’re trying to put pants or socks onto you.
We’ve been doing a lot of signing to you, but you don’t seem super interested, unless you’re highly motivated. It took you less than a day of me signing “please” before you got any milk for you to start signing your version of it for us. You definitely understand cause and effect when it comes to milk!
You’ve been trying all sorts of new food. Whenever Dad takes you to Costco, it’s almost always “eat your way around the store” day! Sometimes you get extra lucky and it’s cheese sample day. Cheese is probably one of your favourite foods, except for your fruit and veggie pouches, crackers, grapes, pear, bread, beef, rice, chicken, oranges, peas…ok, I guess you don’t really have a FAVOURITE food. You’re a really healthy eater, and love pretty much all the food we’ve given you, although you will sometimes take a couple tries before you’re convinced.
Avocado is still RIGHT out.
You’ve still got 12 teeth, so only eight more to go. With all of the different foods you eat, you wouldn’t know that there were still some teeth that need to come in. We’re just waiting on your eye teeth (the pointy ones) and your second set of molars (which I’m really not looking forward to, on your behalf, and mine! You were pretty miserable with the first set that came in.)
You had your first Christmas! It was really busy, and we got to see lots of people. We went to Oma and Grandad’s for Christmas Eve, Grandma and Grandpa for Christmas morning and both sides of cousins Christmas night. Unfortunately, we were both sick, but we still had a lot of fun. Because we felt so yucky, we didn’t have our Cowbel family Christmas until three or four days later!
New Years Eve was a lot of fun as well! We went over to the Greer’s house and played board games. Well, the grownups played board games, and you tried to eat all the pieces, as well as the snacks. And Quinn’s toys. And the cat.
The next special day was your Dad’s birthday. He turned very old. Much older than me. ;) You bought him a pretty delicious cake and a decoy bookmark with shiny beads on the tassel. That way, he can put it in his book away from his real, boring bookmark because you love to pull it out and lose his place. He’s currently reading a series where the books are hundreds and hundreds of pages, so it works better if he doesn’t have to search through them all to figure out where he left off.
Your birthday was fantastic. We had Oma, Grandad, Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt Jen, Uncle Rob and Auntie Munira over for pizza and cupcakes. You had your own individual pizza and you LOVED it. Most kids would want just a cheese pizza or something really simple, but you had chicken, mushroom and black olives on yours. Yum! You also had a whole cupcake to yourself. You weren’t really sure about it at first, but once you figured out that it was food, and not just a toy (icing feels cool when it squishes), you were really happy. And pretty messy! We also planned another birthday party for the weekend after your actual birthday, but I’ll write about that in the next letter.
I took the day off work so that we could spend your first birthday together. Best investment I’ve made for a long time.
Mum (to a one year old!!!!)
Nadia is now one year old, which feels like quite the accomplishment as a parent. There must have only been about an infinite number of opportunities for her to die in her first year, but she didn’t even come remotely close. Bully for us.
We didn’t put undue pressure on ourselves with her birthday, not trying to accomplish “the perfect” birthday and I think that worked really well for us. We did a small family party on her actual birthday and then a larger everyone welcome party on the weekend. Both events went smoothly and Nadia really seemed to enjoy herself.