Ridiculous

The amount of time between posts is ridiculous. Here is the kid in all his glory!

Couple of Photos

Feeling Crafty (Or just cheap)

I needed a new wreath/door decoration for spring. It was already well into March and my door was still decorated with some wooden hearts for Valentine's day. I looked all around at Hobby Lobby but everything they had was just a little too cheesy for my taste or was in my budget. I didn't really want to spend more than 10 or 12 dollars.

I found this tutorial on the web: Paper Wreath

Her's is definitely much cuter than mine, but I think for just using cardstock that I had on hand, my wreath turned out pretty darn well. I'm also pretty sure that if I did it again it would look even better. But hey, for a completely free wreath (well, free as in I didn't spend any MORE money, I just used products I had) I think it will work for a few months.

The Croup

Well, last Sunday night Max was in a great mood. We had just a wonderful weekend and were getting ready for a fun and busy filled week. Here he is:



That night he didn't sleep well and he woke up with a fever. He didn't really have any symptoms but the fever and he was tired. Here he is Monday:



Finally on Wednesday, I took him to doctor. Three days of a fever as high as 103 and I feel a doctors visit is necessary. So, we saw the doctor Wednesday. Got a diagnosis of Roseola (infant measels) and were sent home because there is nothing they can do for that. Wednesday night found us up the entire night while Max coughed this terrible cough that sounded similar to a barking seal. He would have episodes were you could tell he was struggling to even breathe. It wasn't a fun night.

So, feeling a little like an over-reacting mama, I took him back to the doctor. He officially had "the croup". Put him on a steriod. Barking seal cough disappeared, now he just has a persistent cough and still a fever.

Max sick is no fun. He is a pretty tough little dude, so it is sometimes hard to tell how he is really feeling. But, his little eyes just say "mommy I don't feel good" this week. I'm hoping this weekend brings not only the first day of spring (and a 4 inch snowfall) but a healthy Max. I know we are all ready for him to feel better!

Feeding Boys...

Max is a pretty picky eater, which I think is typical for 3 year olds. I'm constantly trying to find a main dish that he will eat and this has been a challenge.

So, this week I have 2 new recipes I'm trying in the hopes of finding something that Mr. Max will eat that is NOT a chicken nugget or peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

These are the two things I'm trying:

Asian Meatballs

He likes meatloaf, so I'm hoping that this will be a hit in our house. It looks incredibly yummy to me! I'm going to serve over whole wheat noodles, instead of with rice.

Black Eyed Pea Casserole

That is the picture above off of the website. Max usually likes beans. He is also pretty okay with eating rice. So, I'm hopeful. I will be substituting ground turkey for the beef and brown rice instead of white rice, and probably not use quite a whole cup of cheese, because of Max's digestive issues.

Cooking for Max (and actually, also for Lane) can be difficult because of his dietary restrictions, but I've been searching and along with these two recipes, I've found several that I'm hoping everyone will enjoy! I'll let you know how it turns out :)

Only a Mother...

Would think her child is hilarious! I know in my head that Max isn't as funny as I think. Some examples of things that absolutely CRACK me up:

*Asked Max to pay attention and Max replied "I will pay a chicken!"

*Max picked up a stick, told me it was his "very noisy horn" and then made a noise that sounded like a constipated elephant.

*Max running around and singing "I want to be Luke Skywalker, I want to be Luke Skywalker!"

None of those things are really all that funny but they all made me laugh hard enough I was crying. Believing your kid is truly the most amusing and cutest child ever born and being head over heels in love with them is one of the best parts of being a Mom.