Archive for March, 2011

March 25, 2011

Dear Little Miss: 15 Months

Dear Little Miss,

It’s time for another monthly update already! This month flew by as always, and we have been pretty busy around here. Daddio is just about to finish his first month of police training academy. It’s been tough, but Daddio is such a hard worker, and I know that he will succeed. We also added another (temporary) member to our family almost two weeks ago. Moose the Great Dane (who will have his own post very soon) is your Uncle Z’s doggie. We are keeping him at our house while Z is serving our country in Kuwait. ūüôā

But this is about you, isn’t it Little Miss?

Your favorite activity at the moment is to climb in, on, or under anything you can find. The above picture is a perfect example of what I mean. You love to crawl into (tiny) spaces. You crawl into baskets, under the bed, onto the couch, under the couch, behind the rocker in your room, into Kona’s cage and anywhere else that you can squeeze your chubby little body. This morning you actually tried to get into your shape sorter bucket! You were very frustrated when I told you that you weren’t going to fit.

Your favorite things to play with are¬†items that aren’t meant for you. Cell phones, hair ties, my wallet, paper, lotion, dirt from the indoor plants, and my make-up are just a few examples. Can you recognize that you’ve become a handful?

You recognize so many things now. I’m amazed every time¬†I say something to you, and I can see it register. You can do simple puzzles, and put the shapes in the correct hole of your shape sorter if I help you.

You say quite a few words now, so if I tried to type them all out I’d probably forget some. You’ll repeat a new word that I say to you at least 50% of the time. Of course, you don’t like to be a performing monkey, so a lot of the time I’m the only one that hears certain words.

You love animal crackers, so a few weeks ago I taught you that you have to give me a kiss before getting a cookie (Yeah, yeah. I’m awful. I know.). Yesterday I asked you if you wanted a cookie, and you immediately stopped what you were doing to blow me kisses. And then you leaned forward and planted one on me. Success.

Your hair is stick straight like your mamma’s and seems to grows 1/4 of an inch every night. It has gotten pretty long and rests right in your eyes if I don’t clip it back. I’ve thought about giving it a little trim, but I’m just not ready for that!

I think that’s about all for this month, baby girl. I love you so very much! It’s spring time here, so I know that this coming month will be filled with plenty of adventure, and I can’t wait to see what happens.

Love,

Mamma

March 5, 2011

Oat Waffles. Yummy for your tummy.

When our family made the trip to Kentucky to visit with Daddio’s grandparents, we ate lots of good food. Casey’s Mamaw is a wonderful cook, and she can make so many different things. She also so clearly enjoys cooking for her family, which I think makes the food taste even better.¬†I’m sure that Daddio would say that his favorite thing Mamaw makes is her fried chicken. Her meringue-topped chocolate pie would come in as a close second. I obviously love these things as well, but since I’m officially done with the pumping gig (Can I get a woo hoo?!), I know that I have to watch what I eat a little more closely.

Enter delicious oat waffles.

We had this tasty breakfast food twice during our visit to KY, and because Mamaw was kind enough to give me the recipe, I’ve made them countless times since we’ve been home. I kind of love them. They are easy to make, very yummy, and good for you too! Here’s the run-down of what you’ll need (I’m sure you already have all of the stuff ready and waiting!).

Ingredients for Oat Waffles:

  • 2 cups ground oats
  • 1 cup milk
  • 1 large egg
  • 1 heaping tsp baking powder

Yields 4-5 small round waffles.

And that, my friends, is all! Now to get ground oats, you just place your oats in a food processor or blender (make sure your blender can grind dry ingredients first). It takes a little more than two cups of oats to get two cups ground oats.

Once you have your ground oats, add the other ingredients to a bowl and mix well. If the batter seems too thick, you can add a bit more milk. Place a scoop of batter onto the hot waffle iron, then wait until the steam coming from the sides stops. Our waffle iron has a green light that indicates when the waffle is done, but I’ve found that the oat waffles need to go just a bit longer than the light says. The¬†ceasing of steam is a good indicator for a well-cooked waffle in general.

The only thing left to do now is enjoy your delicious breakfast. I eat the waffles with syrup, but they’re good with jelly too. I also love to have fresh strawberries with them.

Little Miss eats them plain with a side of fruit and is none the wiser that I have syrup on mine. No need to give her extra sugar when she doesn’t even know what she’s missing! Give the waffles a try, and let me know how you like them. If you’re a waffle lover already, I’m sure you’ll especially love this extra healthy variety.

March 3, 2011

Adventures of Mamma, Little and Kona

It was an eventful morning at our house to say the least, but the good thing about an stressful exciting morning is that it gives you something to write about in your blog!

It started after breakfast. Little Miss ate a clementine, a whole egg (hardboiled) and a handful of cheerios this morning! I’m always tickled when she eats every single thing I put on¬† her chair. She’s¬† a pretty good eater, but she knows what she wants and when she wants it. And sometimes I’m not as good of a mind reader as I know I should be.

After Little demolished her breakfast, it was time for a bath. I¬† often take her into the shower with me because it saves time, and she likes to sit and¬†play with her toys while I bathe. We’ve done this since she was around seven months old. When she first started showering with me, I would plop her in the bumbo and put it in the shower. Now she just sits on her bottom and plays.

After we finished our bath, I wrapped Little in her towel and took her to her room. Here’s where it gets interesting. I had to put Little down because I hadn’t picked out her outfit yet. Big mistake. She ran(yes, ran) out of her room and into the hallway. Oh my goodness did she look cute though! She was naked except for the hooded towel, and her little belly was poked out so far. I asked her to come back to her room, and she did. The hooded towel had fallen off at this point. Little decided that she wanted to sit in her pink chair, so she climbs her little naked bottom into the seat and turns around victorious. The mamma in me wanted to run for my camera, but that same mamma reminded me that I needed to get a diaper on that naked¬† bottom before…too late. Just as I was about to pick Little up I looked down, and she was sitting in a pool of pee in her chair.

Strangely, the pee didn’t soak into the chair.¬† It just kind of sat there in a pool so that I was able to clean¬† it up pretty fast with a towel. No big deal although I did wonder out loud why Little decided to wait to pee in her chair after being free of the diaper for a good fifteen minutes in the shower…

After getting Little diapered and dressed, Kona was hounding me to go outside, so we came to the living room and let her out. I don’t like to leave her outside for too long because we live on a pretty busy street, so after a minute or two, I called for her to come in the house. She came bounding into the house and immediately threw up yellow bile on the carpet.

I believe I promised in another post that I would tell of Kona’s vomiting adventures (just what you want to read about,¬† right), and now is the time! Kona is an all around wonderful dog, but she does have her flaws. She barks¬† at strangers, is easily excited, and is picky about her dog food. We buy her kibbles, chunks and chews of which she picks through and only eats the chunks and chews. It’s quite impressive, actually.

So apparently her bowl was full of two days worth of kibbles this morning, and she decided not to eat. Did I mention Kona has another flaw? When she doesn’t eat breakfast, she throws up her empty stomach contents by 9:30¬† am.

And there you have it. I cleaned up baby pee and doggie vomit all before 10 this morning. Just call me the mamma-cleaner-upper. Oh well, all in a day’s work.

And speaking of work, my wonderful husband just got a job with the Metro¬† police department. Woo hoo! He is in his third day of training, and I’m already so proud of him. I know that he’s going to do a great job and will be a wonderful addition to the department. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers as he continues his training. And pray for him after that too, if you don’t mind!

 Daddio on our honeymoon.   Siesta Key, FL

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