Snippets

I've experienced my first really bad haircut. Last night, I was called into the bathroom to check out the mess that appeared there while I was simultaneously making dinner and on the phone (important conversations too!). The surprise was little snippets of blonde hair on the rug, counter and floor. Apparently CSR felt that RTR needed a trim, his first haircut. Using kitchen scissors he cut big hunks of hair off of the top of RTR's head. As I gathered up the little curls to save for the baby book, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. One friend pointed out how amazing it is that RTR didn't get cut or gouged. That's one thing to be grateful for. Now I'm wondering what to do about the bad haircut. The short patches are right on the top of his head. Turns out CSR used papa's razor for that part. Is RTR too young for hair mousse to keep his comb over in place? I'm just grateful he's blond so the baldness doens't show as much. The picture above is the best one I got showing one of the bald spots. The picture below is just cute.

Coffee Klatsch

When you're a busy mom, having someone else make breakfast is a heavenly treat. It turns out CSR is pretty handy in the kitchen. His latest thing is to make me breakfast, which consists of toast in some form and coffee. The first day he made the coffee, he put water in the coffee maker and added the grounds to the pot after the water went through. I thought that was a pretty good first effort and explained how to use a filter and measure out the coffee. Next day, amazement as he brewed a pretty good cup of java. I guess he thought more would be a good thing. Yesterday, he doubled the amount of water but left the amount of coffee the same. Talk about weak. Yikes. But I think things maybe improving, today was better-- but he did add sugar to the grounds. Now if I could just get him to make the toast like I like.

Cornered

When it comes to working in the kitchen, I have a little shadow. RTR thinks any time I am in the kitchen, it's his job to slide one of the kid-size chairs into the corner at the counter between the stove and sink and help in whatever way he can. It can make dinner prep a little crowded and challenging. Tonight I thought I would turn the tables on him-- moving to another part of the counter. At first at worked. But before I could get a salad made, there he was, sliding his chair over to where I was. Oh well. Nurturing this kind of kitchen help could come in handy in the future.

Park Party Pooper Update

A quick update on the previous post. I got a phone message from the city park department yesterday thanking me for my call and that the poo was going to be cleaned up. I have to say that's some good customer service. The man even left his number if I wanted to call back with questions. I did call him back, just to thank him for returning my call.

S#*t Happens

Aaarrrgh! I can't believe it. Today at the park, CSR litterally slid into some shit. Pardon the language on this family blog. But seriously, he went down the curly-cue slide at the park and slid into it. How does that get onto the slide? Of course, I didn't realize this until I had it on me. That's what I get for holding onto him while he grabbed onto a pole to slide down. And it being just a quick trip to the neighborhood park, I didn't bring ANYTHING to clean either of us up. So it was a speedy walk home, at least as speedy as it could be with CSR and one of his friends walking their five year old pace-- like a couple of distracted old ladies. Once I got home and peeled the shitty clothes off of us, I called the Parks Department to give them a piece of my mind. Apparently no one answers the phone after 4pm. Leaving a voice-mail not nearly as satisfying as being able to rant to a live person. Probably just as well.

Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better...

Lately RTR has become Mr. Me Too. Whatever his big brother is doing, he wants to do too. Or maybe anyone else for that matter. Ride a scooter? Sure, me too. Use the computer? Oh, yeah, me too. Use a sharp knife? Okay, count me in too. In this picture, RTR is helping me clean. He also pulled out the broom this afternoon to sweep the floor along with CSR. He's also pretty good at wiping up spills on the floor. I'm hoping to cultivate RTR's cleaning habits. Our house could really use it.

Back in the Blogging Game

I'm trying to get back into the blog. Between the snow days and all the activities surrounding Christmas, I got out of the habit. So now I'm trying to get caught up. Here are a some pictures from Christmas.



CSR and grandpa work on a construction project.







CSR got a bathrobe for Christmas. RTR apparently wanted one too. After seeing his brother's excitement over the robe, RTR got into the act, pulling the Christmas tree skirt out from under grandma's tree and wrapping himself in it.







Okay, so I need help in how to post pictures in a reasonable order on the blog.