Friday, September 29, 2006

Peanut Butter and Jelly

Yesterday Jack ate a whole peanut butter and jelly sandwich all by himself. It's the first time I've tried the sticky concoction, since I'm kind of panicky about the whole "allergy to peanut butter" thing (his cousin Rachel has a severe allergy to any nuts or nut protein). I gave it to him for lunch in small bites that he could feed himself and he LOVED it. I'm not sure that "loved" is really strong enough. At first I gave him several little bites of it, but discovered that he was putting them all in his mouth at once. Not a problem, we could do this one at a time. He has had a pretty runny nose since the whole teething thing began, but he hates to have his nose wiped. But while he is eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, he doesn't seem to notice if his nose is being wiped. Having observed this, I thought, "I wonder what else he'll let me do while eating peanut butter and jelly"? Turns out that he will go so far as to let me suck the snot out of his nose with the dreaded nose syringe. That was just completely amazing. I had to sit down for a while. So, now the question is, how far can I take this? Is it bad to give your child peanut butter and jelly every day just so you can suck out his nose? I mean, it's not bad for him, right? I'm using low sugar jelly and the peanut butter has good protein and good fat, right? Oh, and it's on low calorie bread, too! So it's not like I'm giving him a lollipop every day for lunch. I've had several men (never a woman) tell me that they had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich every day growing up and still love it to this day (and I know two of their mother's and they were excellent mommies), so it shouldn't have any lasting effect, right? Well, don't get worried, I won't get too carried away. It's just nice to know that in a pinch I can pull out a good old PB & J and have my way with Jack's nose!

Friday, September 22, 2006

I Love You, Da Da

My da da is a little sad today. I love you, da da. Do remember what I looked like when I first came home with you? Do you remember when I used to cuddle up with you in the morning? I know that silly baby monitor has me all whacked out, but I remember sleeping with you. It was the best sleep ever. I love you so very much. You are the best da da in the world.

Jack D.

Grandpa Virgil

Jeff's grandfather, Virgil Gray, went home to be with His Lord last night. He passed away in his sleep at Home Hospital. Grandpa was a gentle, loving man who spent his life devoted to his wife and family, and to God. I won't say much more because I'm sure that Jeff will have some things to say. I only knew him for a short time, but there was never a time when we were seeing him and Grandma that he didn't hug or kiss me. I knew that he loved me as his new granddaughter-in-law and I am so grateful for the time that I knew him. Grandpa, we'll miss our dates with you and Grandma at the Center Street Grill. Don't worry, we'll still take Grandma. We miss you already.

Monday, September 18, 2006

Two Bites

Mmmmm.....cookies. Jack has this down to two bites. Two very funny bites!

The first bite......the whole thing goes in....

The second bite falls off......

And the second bite goes in. Really a very efficient process.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Feeling Better

Well, mommy is feeling a little better today. Jack is defintely snotty! He has a non-stop drip, and it seems like as soon as I see it and run for a kleenex, he decides to take matters in to his own hands, literally, and wipe his own nose with the back of his hand. This seems to make him laugh, which makes me laugh, even though inside I'm cringing because there is now snot all over his hands and face. Oh well. At least he wants to wipe it!

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Daddy To The Rescue

Last night was miserable. I had chills all night long and slept in my sleep pants, sweatshirt and socks, plastered against my always warm honey, and still I shivered. I've really got some kind of awful bug. At any rate, I woke Jeff up at five a.m. and asked him if he would stay home and take care of me and Jack. And you know what? He did. He called in to the office and said his family was sick and he was needed at home. Lucky for us that he did, because Jack woke up with a fever too, poor little guy. So daddy stayed home and mommy slept all day and Jack alternated between feeling ok and being miserable, depending on how the fever went. I appreciate my husband so much for doing that. I know that he had important things on his plate today, but I was overwhelmed to know and see acted out, that I was the MOST important thing today. Now if I could just kick this bug.....and hope that daddy doesn't get it!!!!

Our Latest Visitor

Isn't living in the country great? This little bugger was crawling around in the grass right in front of our house. Pretty neat huh? (credits to Betts for the pictures)

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Sick Day

Ohhhh....mommy's sick. Fever, chills, aches, pains, sour belly, not good, not good! I hate being sick. Who do I call to get a sick day?

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Sweet Boy

A Good Surprise

Today my friend Gaylene turned 29. If you don't believe me, just ask Laurie. Anyway, Laurie and I pulled off a really great surprise party at her school. You can tell by the pictures that she really didn't have a clue. I just love it when you can really get somebody. Happy Birthday, Daylene! We love you!

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Say "Cheese"

Today I was sitting at the kitchen table with my laptop, catching up on my blog reading, while my son sat in his high chair having lunch. It's been a couple of days since I had time to really sit down and read these blogs (not that I really have time now) but I just HAD to since I knew there was stuff going on that I really needed to know! So, as I sat enthralled with the writing prowess of my friends, Jack was eating a piece of cheese. You know, the Kraft Singles variety. I wasn't really looking at him. I was just handing him piece after piece of cheese, assuming that he was eating it. I would occasionally check his hand, just to see, of course. And it was empty. Well, I'm really not sure how much cheese he really ate. When I went to take him out of the high chair I found what appeared to be the equivalent of an entire slice of cheese in his lap! What a silly mommy.