Monthly Archives: September 2013


A few months ago, when I booked our trip to Hawaii, having been there several times before, I had in mind several activities I wanted to do while there, snorkeling being at the top of that list.  When in Hawaii, one should always make it a priority to snorkel.  Especially when sea turtles are a part of the aquatic scenery.  Tropical fish and sea turtles, how could snorkeling get any better?

I wasn’t sure how that priority would work out… I mean, you’re really not supposed to snorkel alone, because… uh… you know, sharks!  Also, the places you find tropical fish or sea turtles is usually around the coral, because fish like to eat!  But coral is also sharp and the ocean can sometimes be rough.  So, what to do with a toddler while both parents are out snorkeling?

Well, that challenge was resolved when my mom said she’d love to go to Hawaii with us and even offered to watch William while we went and did some stuff.  But the question remained of how to allow William to see some of the underwater scenery without snorkeling apparatus.  And then we went to LegoLand.  At LegoLand, in their waterpark, they have transparent tubes with a seat — perfect for toddlers who want to float around but not fall through into the water.  Also perfect for parents who want to take their toddler out in the clear waters of Hawaii with the hopes that he might be able to see a fish or two in their natural habitat.

So I tracked down the manufacturer and went on their website intending to order the item… except I couldn’t and I thought it a glitch of their website, but it wasn’t. The problem was, I’m not a waterpark.  Shocking, I know, given how much time I spend in the water.  I should either be a waterpark or a mermaid!


So, since I couldn’t order the tube on their website, I called them.  The representative I spoke to was so sweet and as I explained my dilemma, she interrupted me and told me that she would mail me one for free, as long as I promised to tell the world what I thought of their company.

So, here’s William at LegoLand’s waterpark enjoying his ride on their tube.


Here’s William floating in the ocean while we visited Hawaii in his very own Airhead tube.  The water was so clear and there was a fish or two that he got to see through the tube.


All of which is to say that If I were a waterpark, I would definitely buy from AirHead (or visit AirHead on Facebook).  Since Legoland already has, I think that serves as a pretty high testomonial in and of itself. If I ever want any of their products as a consumer, I wouldn’t hesitate to order from them.  Their products and customer service are top notch, and I foresee lots of floating fun for William in the future.  Thank you, AirHead, for your unexpected generosity!



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Footie Sleeper Obsession.

It’s no secret, that as a lover of pajamas (e.g., my alias, Jammie J.), that I would have a love of footed jammies.  I have several:  the Grinch, a reindeer, Eeyore — to name a few.  That I now have a child that I can dress in them as well is a dream come true for me, as I’m sure you can imagine!  And the nights are getting cooler, so he’s been waking up cold in the wee hours of the morning.  You know what that means???  IT’S TIME FOR FOOTIE JAMMIES!

So it was that I bought William two footed sleepers at Costco a couple days ago.  Tuesday night, I let him pick which one he wanted to wear, the green striped raccoon or firetrucks.  When I held them up for him to see, he made his choice by excitedly exclaiming, “PIRETRUCKS,” and cried when I offered the raccoon choice. OK then, that’a pretty clear preference I would say.

That night I watched on the video monitor as he struggled to get into his butt-in-air-fetal-favorite-sleeping-position, but wasn’t able to because the 3T size I had purchased him was too freakin’ short.  Fast forward to 3:30 am, when he woke because he was again attempting that position and couldn’t do it and it finally woke him up  — and what does he say to me in his sleep stupor haze, as I lift him out of his crib?


So an emergency trip to Costco yesterday for the larger size was made, and last night he wore 4T.  For the first time in a week, William slept through.  When he woke this morning, he told me “LegoLand!” Assuming he’d dreamt of Legoland, I asked him what he had seen there.  He replied, “Bricks! People! Firetrucks!” I knew the firetrucks would be in there somewhere… haha

Although given the chance of uninterrupted sleep, I unwittingly failed miserably.  It’s not for the reason you’re thinking, either.  You see, my alarm went off this morning at 6 am, as usual.  Or so I thought.  Despite feeling more tired than usual, I got up and went downstairs to load my car.  I forgot something in the fridge, so I returned to the kitchen and glanced at the clock… 4:09 am.  It should have read 6:09 am.  Bemused, it suddenly made sense as to why all the cats were looking at me like I’d lost my mind.  I knew what had happened.  A certain little somebody who has an obsession with pushing buttons, had set the time on my bedside clock to 2 hours earlier.


(Filed under: First Footed Sleeper of the Season Gone Awry)


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Letter to our 21 month old

Dear William,

On 09/08/2013, you turned 21 months old.

You are weighing in at 33 pounds 4 ounces. You are 36 inches tall and are comfortably wearing size 3T in clothes. You are wearing toddler size 8.5 EW in shoes. No new teeth have shown up this month, and I’m grateful for the respite.

We bought you a froggy potty chair this month and the first night I opened it up, I told you what it was and took it up to the bathtub bathroom. After your bath that night you asked, “Sit on froggy potty, please?” As you were sitting there, with your bath towel wrapped around you because, “don’t want to get cold!” I asked what you were doing. You replied, “I go potty on froggy potty.” And… well… you DID go potty. And so every night after your bath, our routine now is we wait for you to go potty on the froggy potty, because that’s what you want to do.


The other day we were at Chick-Fil-A, and you were running around in there, chattering non-stop as you normally do. There was another mom in the playground area with her son who was the same age as you, and she was so impressed at your speech and how well you talk. She kept saying, “Oh, wow!” That’s pretty much what most people say when they spend any amount of time with you. Your linguistic skills are very impressive for your age. Scarily so.

People tell you the wrong name for things thinking you can’t say it. For example, we bought you an ukelele in Hawaii as a souvenir. You’ve been told it’s a guitar and I’m coming along behind trying to correctly teach you that it’s an ukelele… and you say the word just fine. Truth be told, I would rather you know the correct name for things, even if it’s harder to pronounce and challenge you to say it, rather than you be told incorrect information! After all, we (your family) are not the only people in the world with whom you’ll be communicating, and not everyone will know what “pet” names you’ve been told things are called.

When I yawn, you tell me, “Mommy tired!” When you managed to reach into the plastic container which held grapes, you informed me, “It’s kinda sharp.” You are very good at opening closed boxes of food that are left within your reach, by the way. I watched you open a box of ice cream cones the other day in 20 seconds flat — I was impressed. You love to tell me about the “container” that you managed to grasp, there’s no secrets, even when you do something you shouldn’t. You love to turn the water on in your bath tub. You also love to turn it off. And then you tell me, “I turned water on!” The reason for that is that you love to “wash bath cars” and stick them up the water spout. You tell me “car parked. It’s home.” Indeed. I guess, with a little imagination, the water spout does look kind of like a garage. I was reading a book the other day, and you walked up and bent it back, looked at it and said, “No pictures.” I replied, “Correct. It’s a word book only.” You said, “Word book, no pictures.” That’s right. Some would tell you those kinds of books are boring, but that’s not me. I say, “Some books have only words, and in those books you make pictures with your imagination.”

You love to nurse and one of my favorite things to hear from you is, “Wanna nurse? Please?” Or at night or naptime when the thrill of nursing overcomes you, your whole body goes crazy with glee and you say, “NAH NAHS!” I learned this month while we on vacation, and I nursed you to sleep with no white noise machine, that you do still make noises, and moan and groan while you nurse, it’s just much softer than what you used to do in the first 13 months of your life. I was glad to make that discovery.


A week ago, I made the determination that I needed to end our middle of the night nursing sessions. It appears that your sleep pattern has changed this past month to be more like an adult’s, and that what was intended to be a “dreamfeed” was actually serving to wake you up for the day. It happened twice and so now I leave it up to you. It will take about 3 weeks for my supply to adjust, and until then I’m waking several times in the wee hours of the morning, uncomfortable due to engorgement. This decision makes me sad, as that session was, hands-down, my favorite nursing session of all of them. But you are growing up and the timing feels right.

You do well with table food and enjoy a lot of variety. You will try most anything, and walk up to us and say, “Wanna bite, please?” You also desperately love to eat out at restaurants and one night this week we ordered our food to go, and when you figured out we were leaving, you got very upset that we were not eating there!  You’ve also fooled many waitresses when they come to take drink orders.  Your father always says, “Iced tea.”  I always say, “Iced tea.”  And then the waitress looks at you and you respond, “Iced tea!”  The waitress this weekend paused, looked at you and said, “Seriously??”  You grinned back at her, she wasn’t sure what to make of you.  ha

I’m trying to be conscious of my word choices when talking to you about food. So I’m cognizant of using the word “enjoy” instead of the word “like” … sometimes we enjoy our food, and other times we don’t, but we still need to eat. I also am uber-aware of simply telling you what the food is and not adding any qualifying statement. For example, “This is turkey.” and then DON’T say, “You really liked/enjoyed/didn’t like/didn’t enjoy/should taste this, etc.” Whatever you choose to do with it is your business.  If you’re hungry, I expect you to eat, if you’re not, then don’t. Also, if you’re done eating, I don’t negotiate with you. I simply confirm, “You’re all done?” “All done,” you’ll respond. I say, “OK. We’re still eating. I’ll clean up your plate in a moment. Please wait. Here’s a car to play with.” And that’s that. Sometimes you’ll eat some more, other times you’re not happy with sitting there, but I firmly believe that good table manners are an important part of life. Given all the food issues I’ve had in my life, I want to give you the opportunity to do better.

When we traveled this month your sleep was simply awful. You were overstimulated by all the things we were doing and seeing, and woke multiple times a night with nightmares. There were a couple nights when I brought you into the big bed with me and we snuggled/slept in the wee hours of the morning.  I’m not big on co-sleeping, as I don’t rest well, but turns out those moments are some of my fondest vacation memories.  The first morning we were on vacation, you woke at 3:45am and was so surprised there was no sunshine. You looked out our lanai windows and said, “I see lights.” You were looking across the way at the security lights on buildings. I told you that’s what happens when you wake in the middle of the night, you see lights. The second morning you woke at 4:15am and without missing a beat, you said, “I go see lights?”

You napped well, better than I expected, while we traveled. Even on the airplane, as we flew, you took solid 2 hour naps in my arms. Once we got back home, it took a few days for you to adjust to being back home, but then (now that I don’t dreamfeed you) you’ve started sleeping solid 10 hour stretches. You wake ravenous in the morning and drink all the milk I’ve been storing away, and would like to go back to sleep in my arms, and do on the weekends, but during the week I don’t let you because I want to keep you on a somewhat decent schedule.

08/17 – we went to LegoLand and its waterpark.
08/23 – we flew to Maui (Hawaii) for 6 days/5 nights… it was a 5 hour flight each way.
09/05 – First Emergency Response Vehicles event at Chick-Fil-A – got to sit in a police car and ambulance; that same night you went into the playtubes all by yourself.
09/07 – breakfast with your godparents at Bruxie’s, and saw your cousins
You had gym class and music class, as well this month.

couch gymnastics

You frequently request to see your “Cousins! Huck and Milo… friends” and your “Grandma and Grandpa H.”

On Labor Day, our neighborhood had a block party which we stopped by for a few minutes. You were playing with a ball. Another boy, a 4 year old, decided he wanted the ball and so he grabbed it out of your hands. Then, for good measure, he then turned back around and shoved you and knocked you straight on your butt. I ran across to you, as it looked like the kid was getting ready to kick you … and yelled, “Hey! No pushing!” I was behind you, and moved another kid out of the way to get to you. I could hear you saying something, over and over again, but couldn’t make out what it was. I finally got to you and picked you up, only to hear you saying repeatedly, “Oh goodness! Oh goodness! Oh goodness!” in the saddest little voice.  Your sweet spirit always touches me when I least expect it.

You are definitely in the little boy phase of being obsessed with cars, trains and airplanes. Your father pulled out his remote control car after you spent the evening previous chasing the neighbor’s. When your father finally let you “get it”, you were in awe of it and inspected every minute detail of it, telling us that, “It’s a car! It has wheels! They turn! It has lights! It goes fast!


~How you love to stand at my nightstand and push the buttons on my clock/radio/CD player. When you finally get the right button and the radio turns on, you turn around and look at me and exclaim in a wondrous voice, “It’s music! It’s music!”
~You love to get into my bottles of lotion and walk around sniffing them, saying, “Mmmmm. Smells so good!” And then you found the vanilla scented one and told me, “It’s green!” And then, “It’s yogurt! Yummy, yummy, yummy!” Because the bottle is indeed green and it does smell remarkably like vanilla yogurt.

~The way you take roll call of those around you, constantly, “Grandma D.? Mommy? Daddy?” And wait for us to respond to you so you know we’re there.

~How you recount sitting in a police car and ambulance to me every time it enters your mind.

~How when people come over you love to show them all your special toys. I remember doing that as a child… it’s adorable.
~How, last Saturday, we had breakfast with your godparents. You were so excited about it that every time we left the house that day, you asked, “Go see Grace?” Funny thing, we went to Costco later that day and you asked, “Go see Grace?” I told you that we were going to Costco… and wouldn’t you know? Grace was there! ha
~How you love stampers and getting your hand stamped, this started because of gymnastics class, so I stamped your hand with a pumpkin stamper one day and you spent the entire day, even after it had mostly washed off, walking around showing people your pumpkin. You also really enjoy stickers and so we stuck a bunch of stickers on a piece of paper, and you happily show everyone your masterpiece, and constantly asked to “see it!”
~How you are obsessed with getting out into the cat run so you can pet your cats. This is not a particularly endearing thing, by the way.

catrun obsession
~The way you love to love on Tuggy and lean way over him and rest your head on him, gentle as can be. He tolerates you well, and this relationship you have with him might even turn into a true pet type relationship as you get older.
~How when we were driving home from Costco, we heard you saying in the backseat, “I see sunset! I see sunset!”


Sure enough, you were seeing the sunset and sharing your world with us. We probably wouldn’t have seen this amazing sunset without you alerting us to it. Which makes me wonder how much more beauty I would have missed if you weren’t here?


Love, Momma


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Hawaii 2013

We went to Hawaii last month to celebrate our 8th anniversary.  It’s been 5 years since we’ve taken a vacation, and I very nearly canceled a half dozen times out of financial concerns.  But for many reasons, ultimately decided to keep it.  Sometimes you just have to trust that it’s OK to splurge a little bit and that everything will ultimately be OK.  So we went to Maui and we stayed in the small surfer town of Kihei.  It’s where we stayed when we went in 2008, so at least there was no concern of a bad hotel.  We loved where we stayed.  We also knew there would be plenty of room for my mom, who traveled with us, and our new family addition of William.

Despite William’s crappy sleep, and really, who can blame him… he was in a wobbly crib that we managed to shoehorn into the master bedroom closet (after removing the closet doors), with a pathetic excuse of a mattress.  He was overstimulated during the day AND operating on about 7-8 hours of sleep at night and wimpy daytime naps (he never adjusted to the backward 3 hour time difference), we all managed to survive and actually enjoy ourselves.  He really is a remarkable kid.

Despite all that, I’m having a hard time figuring out what my favorite moment of the vacation was.

Was it the look on William’s face when the waves would come in and “get him”, and then he would turn around and chase the waves back into the ocean?


Was it holding him for his naps?  Or the way the light silhouetted his profile as he slept in the early mornings in my arms, because we ended up co-sleeping for part of the nights because he had nightmares?  Maybe it was the early morning conversations William and I had because I was the first person he saw when his eyes fluttered open?


Perhaps it was holding hands with Tony as we snorkeled and witnessed the beauty and elegance of three green sea turtles, or the “honu” as the Hawaiian’s call them.


Maybe it was when we fed the goats, and then later milked them at Surfing Goat Dairy in the upcountry town of Kula.


Or maybe it was when we laughed because we drove by Maui’s landfill, THREE TIMES, over the irony that we always seem to find the road less traveled by tourists.  Last time on Maui, we discovered Maui’s sewer treatment plant. (Let me know if you’d like directions to either of those places… haha)

Could it have been the fact that my mom joined us on this vacation and her adventurous spirit always adds a dimension of hilarity that we enjoy?  Or that her coming along allowed us to go snorkeling as a couple?

Possibly it was the early morning “go walk on grass” requests by William.  You’d think he’d never walked on grass before… maybe Hawaii’s grass is different?

It was certainly a positive that the General Manager of the resort we stayed at greeted us like family and welcomed us “home” and congratulated us on William.  Despite that fact that we didn’t drive the Road to Hana this trip — over 8 hours on a twisty road with one person who gets car sick easily and another person being a toddler — just didn’t sound appealing, we “exchanged” that day for more snorkeling time and the goat dairy tour.

Our vacation was perfectly us.  Maybe next time I’ll try to schedule some time to relax!

Link to more pictures.

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