Heard and Observed IV

At his first soccer session of the season:

Ian: My soccer ball is getting a little dirty. I think we need to give it a bath.

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Ian picking out his clothes in the morning to get dressed:

Ian: I need fast underwear.

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Upon hearing that Ian will be up way past his bedtime, in order to make an appearance at Lori's wedding:

Ian: Daddy, I can stay up all night if you need me to.

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After wearing the suit for only 10 minutes to have pictures taken:

Ian: I am never wearing a suit again, not even for my own wedding.

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Ian: Momma, I am going to be a racing man when I grow up. And, you are going to be in the pit crew. I will needed the fastest tires you can put on.

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Ian: Is James going to turn 4 1/2 before me?
Me: Yes, Ian he is.
Ian: Then I am going to change my birthday.

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Ian: When I get the Flu Mist, will I need a band-aid?
Me: No Ian, no band-aid is needed.
Ian: I am going to get the Flu shot in my nose every year. This is the only flu shot I am ever going to get again.

Spooktacular fun!

Every Fall I have a small list of things I like to do with the family; apple picking, getting a pumpkin from the local pumpkin patch, carving pumpkins with our friends, and visiting a few of our favorite Fall festivals (pumpkin playgrounds). Due to most of October being a blur (preparing, traveling, and recovering from my sister's wedding did me in) and seemingly endless amount of rain on the free weekends we did have, I was seriously behind in my favorite Fall activities.

With just one week to go until Oct. 31st came upon us, it took Ian to bring up the fact we did not even have a pumpkin in our preparation for Halloween. Since I am all about efficiency and multi-tasking, I said let's go to Burke Nursery, where they have the pumpkin playground, and we can also pick out a pumpkin to take home with us. In my personal opinion, the cost of admission ($12 a person for everyone over the age of 2 on the weekends) is a little high and and not completely worth the money for what you get, but you can't beat the convenience factor of how close it is to where we live and it was a beautiful day to be out. Plus, at the end of the day, I'd be able to cross two things off my Fall activity to-do list.


We get to Burke Nursery and do the wagon ride first. Then we start tackling the slides and take our cue from Ian on what he wants to do next. Everything was going well and after about 40 minutes we ask Ian where to next. He said he wanted to get the pumpkin. Jeff and I look at each other and realize that our time at Burke Nursery was so not worth it if we were about to go pick out a pumpkin and leave. One lesson we've learned over the years is that when things are going well, not to push it. If Ian no longer wanted to be there, we weren't going to force it. So we go pick out a pumpkin. Ian takes his time, looks at each pumpkin of interest at every angle possible. He picks up a few, says he wants that one and then changes his mind. Finally he settles on a pumpkin and we go pay for it. As we are walking to the car, Ian asks where we are going. Both Jeff and I answer in unison, "We are going home." Ian says he is not ready to go home and wants to go back to the slides, the wagon ride, all of it. Jeff and I stop in our tracks and realize what just happened. Ian's main goal was to get a pumpkin. He was focused on this single thing. Everything else was inconsequential. But Jeff and I had it in our heads that we would get the pumpkin on the way out as it would make the most sense on exiting. It's funny how this lack of communication shows just how literal Ian takes things.

So after delivering the pumpkins to the car, we head back to the pumpkin playground and spend another 2.5 hours having a blast. The weather was perfect and I am guessing that the pressure of having gotten the pumpkin picked and out of the way helped Ian to have a better time.

As a side note, the pumpkin playground that is worth the money is Cox Farms. This place rocks! It is a little more expensive ($15 a person on the weekends for everyone over the age of 2), but the grounds are enormous and you can easily spend the whole day having fun.


While we missed the boat as a family apple picking this year (however, Ian did go with a good friend of his and their family), we plan to tackle Cox Farms this coming weekend. Fortunately we won't have the interruption of picking out a pumpkin.

The electric company is very happy

Our recent hotel visit was at a beautiful Hyatt, with sleeping rooms that had been newly renovated. Everything was top-notch and done in a modern, contemporary design. The architects thought of all details, small and large and had included some wonderfully cool design elements, like a touch lamp and ceiling fans. Over by the desk, built in was a power strip for guests to use. I've never seen a power strip in a hotel room before and immediately felt like someone had read my mind on what a hotel room needs.

Upon arrival, Jeff & I, start plugging in the various technology gadgets we have and realize that this power strip of 6 outlets will not be enough. How can that be?!?! We've made do before with just the one or two outlets we'll find randomly around the room. Now that we know we have 6 at our disposal we must prioritize what gets plugged in. Each of us have a cell phone that needs to get recharged. Then we must recharge the iPod Touch from the airplane ride in case Ian would like to use it over the course of our stay. We also have the white noise machine to plug in for Sam because she is such a light sleeper. There is the video monitor to plug in so that we can watch her while she is sleeping. We need to know when she is really awake to go in & get her and not disturb her prematurely. Lastly, I have a digital camera, video camera, and iPod that may need recharging at some point in the weekend and of course, we can't forget about plugging in the laptop. Oh my! When did we become so dependent on technology and create this need for all things electronic? It is crazy! And I know, I can't turn back now and give anything back. I love my gadgets and wait anxiously for each new invention and what cool, awesome conveniences it will do for me.

Fortunately we had adjoining rooms and had access to an extra power strip just waiting for our plugs. But as everything gets made these days smaller, more powerful and extra portable, you so easily want to pack it just because you can. Rather than decide what comes and what stays, why have any regrets and just take it all with you? Our kids today are growing up never knowing what the world was like before cell phones and iPods. As far as Ian is concerned he thinks touch technology has always been invented. He knows how to use the iPod Touch better than his father and has his own digital camera. In fact he never new what life was like not being able to view a picture instantly after having taken it. It is a very cool, advanced world they are growing up in, but I've got to stop and ask myself; when does it end? How many more things will we have a 'need' for in the future that will require us to plug in and recharge? At what point will we check into a hotel room and tell them to please send up 3 power strips for us to use?

It's the little things

giving the kids their bath each night, de-icing my car during Winter when he is leaving for work and I still have no place to be for a few hours, running downstairs most nights to get me that last drink or snack while I am already in bed, unloading the dishwasher, no longer wearing socks 'straight-up', taking out never-ending bags of trash, thanking me for making dinner each night, filling up my car with gas every time he drives it, making sure my wallet always has some cash in it, being extra quiet in the morning when he is getting ready for work and I am still sleeping, alternating who will wake-up with the kids on weekend mornings, worrying we never have enough milk in the house for the kids and making special trips to the grocery store, thinking 2 steps ahead with logistics, re-stocking the diaper bag before an outing, doing his own laundry, for calling from the store and asking if there is anything else we need, for trying so hard not to laugh when he doesn't find me funny and fails miserably at this, for knowing when it's been an especially long day and saying 'let's go out to dinner', giving up wearing pants with pleats, offering to make me something to eat whenever I say I am hungry, cleaning the bathrooms, vacuuming my car....

For this and so many million other reasons, I love him dearly and so incredibly grateful that we met 7 years ago today.

Every day has one, unless you need to borrow yesterday's

Something Jeff and I started a while ago was asking Ian and each other what the highlight of our day was. It gives us a chance to reflect on the good stuff that occurred and be able to share it with the family. I enjoy this time during dinner and look forward to the answers Ian is going to give. Seeing as how I spend most of my time with the kids, I know what Ian goes through during his day and generally he doesn't give the answer I think he will. What I think might be the most awesome thing of his day sometimes doesn't even rank a mention when giving daddy a recap. It fascinates me how his mind works and I love coming up with new things to discuss with him to see what his take on it is.

Last week we experienced 4 days of non-stop rain in the Washington, D.C. metro area, with increasingly chilly temperatures that rarely got out of the 40s. Having a very high-energy little boy makes it difficult to stay indoors and find new things to keep him entertained without turning to tv watching as an all day activity. We invited one of Ian's best pals, Ethan, for a playdate on Saturday. The boys had soccer pictures to take in the morning (at 8:15am!!), but after that, we went back to our house and they did a great job of entertaining each other. As Jeff put it correctly, why does the addition of one kid make me feel like we have one less? Ah, this was so true. I almost wished that I had twins Ian's age for them to play like this all the time. At 4:00pm, the playdate was over and I took Ethan back home. He was incredibly well-behaved and a joy to have over.

During dinner that night, I asked Ian what the highlight of his day was. Without hesitation, he said his playdate with Ethan. Since they were together for 8 hours, I figured as much that would be his answer. The next day we went to the gym in the morning and Ian made a new friend in the childcare center at Gold's. We had a hard time getting him to leave after being there for an hour. Then I took Ian to a birthday party at one of his favorite places to go, a bounce place called "Kids N Motion". It was a fun-filled day for Ian and despite another day of rain, he got a great deal of activity and play with his friends. At dinner that night I asked Ian what the highlight of his day was. He took an extra moment or two to think about all he did earlier in the day and replied with the following: "I had so much fun with Ethan yesterday that my highlight today is that he was here all day yesterday."

How cute is that?

Here comes the bride, the groom and the Toppall's

There are many parts to a wedding we told Ian. He wasn't technically in the wedding, but we needed him to dress up and put on a suit for pictures. Therefore, it was important that he felt like he was included in the festivities. Jeff came up with the perfect idea to tell Ian he would be part of the rehearsal and a big part of pictures. And, my mom wanted him to be able to see the wedding reception in action and get to dance with the family and guests. Ian was very excited about all the parts he was included in and didn't realize what he was missing when the real ceremony, dinner and reception took place. My 1st cousin Leslie's little boy Max came to Orlando for the weekend and the two boys, only 6 weeks apart in age, had a blast getting to spend so much time together. Since Leslie and her family live in CT, it was a wonderful opportunity for the boys to reconnect.

Despite 95 degree heat, Ian did a great job participating at the rehearsal. He was able to step in for Ben's sister Anna, whose plane was delayed and she couldn't make it to the rehearsal. This was more than we could've hoped for in terms of giving Ian a reason to participate. He performed his 'bridesmaid' duties beautifully and looked awfully cute walking arm in arm with Luke, Anna's matched-up groomsmen.

Pictures were scheduled for 4:15pm; a good 2.5 hours before the wedding was to begin. I was a little nervous about how Ian would take to wearing a suit. It was ordered online and when it arrived in the mail, Ian was incredibly excited about the pants (they had no button or zipper) and said ok to the tie. The button down shirt and jacket however, he was a little leery of. I had visions of him looking like a Chippendale dancer in the formal pictures, rather than a sweet, 4 year old little boy. Fortunately the groomsmen, groom, and his grandfathers were in a tux, so he felt incredibly grown-up getting to dress like them.

When we got the kids dressed, we headed to my sister's suite to help her get in her gown. Ian and Sam were a big hit in their formal clothing and we couldn't resist a few pictures before letting the professional do his thing. It never occurred to me that this is when Ian thought the pictures were being taken and that his part was done. Convincing him to keep his suit on for another 30 to 45 minutes was tough. Fortunately Nana came to the rescue and completely changed his tune. It is amazing the effect one, very much loved grandmother (my dad's wife) can have on the attitude of a 4 year old. She took him down from the ledge and got him to cooperate fully. It was pretty spectacular and the photographs turned out fabulously. I don't have access to the original files, so unfortunately I can't post a picture.

Our weekend nanny whisked the kids away, got them changed into comfy clothes and fed them dinner while Jeff and I finished with the pictures and partake in the wedding. Due to needing the sun to set before the Jewish ceremony could take place, Lori had the cocktail hour first, then the ceremony, followed by dinner and dancing. I found out from the wedding coordinator (it would've been a BIG mistake to ask Lori anything in the hours leading up to the wedding) that the Horah (traditional Jewish dance to mark a celebration) would be one of the first things played by the band before the 1st course was served. This was the perfect opportunity to get the boys and have them come see the wedding. The hour was already quite late and well past Ian's usual bedtime, but it was a special occasion and anything goes when the grandparents are involved. :)

Ian couldn't believe his eyes when he made it into the room and saw Aunt Lori and Uncle Ben raised on chairs, being lifted high above everybody's head. Once they were safely back on the ground, Lori scooped up Ian in her arms and started dancing with him. Ian also got to dance with all the grandmas (he's got 3) and have a 5 minute glimpse of a what wedding reception is all about.

Other than a few glitches; the rabbi showing up 35 minutes late, the ceremony having to be moved inside because of impending rain, and the top of my dress having a tough time staying up, it was an absolutely beautiful wedding. I've never seen my sister look so gorgeous. She was an absolutely stunning bride. And Ben, my new brother-in-law looked very handsome.

Ian reports that he is done wearing a suit. He says he won't even wear one for his own wedding. Ha! That is a battle his future wife can try to win.

The weekend was exhausting and I am super glad it is all behind us. It will be nice to get back to my routine of life with the two kids and no longer worry about all the little things -- who will take care of the kids while we are at the hotel? How will we manage with Samantha being such a light sleeper? Will we survive the plane flight to and from Orlando? Is Ian going to cooperate and justify spending the money for him to be wearing special clothes for only 30 minutes?

In the end, it all worked out. Ian was incredibly well-behaved and Samantha was a real trooper. My Toppall team represented us well and I couldn't be prouder.

The Big Boy Bed Surprise Caper

According to me, everything went exactly as planned. But if you ask Jeff his opinion, the plan should've never been executed. We have a big difference of opinion on when the switch from Ian's toddler bed to a full size bed should've gone down. Once the bedding arrived, I felt there was no reason to wait a second longer than necessary. Jeff, however, was happy to wait until we got back from our trip and then only schedule it on our calendar when we basically had nothing else going on. Ha! Like that was ever going to happen.

I saw an opportunity and I took it. The plan went as follows: One of my best girlfriends enjoys seeing the kids and was happy to come to the house after work one day and take Ian to dinner. While Ian was out of the house, Jeff & I would jump into action and go to work. All we had to do was disassemble the toddler bed, rearrange the furniture in his room, and vacuum the floor. Once that was done, then we go to the shed, get the bed frame, carry in the box spring and mattress and set-up the new bed. The whole time we are in execution mode, Jeff is in a seriously bad mood and keeps chewing me out for my lousy timing. I guess he felt there were other things we could better do with our time the night before we left for my sister's wedding. Eating dinner, packing, and taking the dog to a friend's house was at the top of his list. Plus, I don't think Jeff fully appreciated the time crunch to get everything done before Ian returned from dinner. His idea was that Ian go to a friend's house for a playdate (several hours long) on a free Saturday or Sunday and we leisurely make the switch. Has he seen our calendar!?!?! This switch wouldn't occur until the month of January when we don't have a new calendar yet to fill up.

Thanks to our awesome teamwork we got the job done in time and anxiously awaited Ian's return. I stood in the corner of his room with my video camera and digital camera ready to go to work. Ian and Wendy walked through the front door and Jeff told Ian to go straight upstairs to get his bath. As Ian enters his bedroom to take off his clothes, his eyes got bigger than saucers and he instantly went speechless. His mouth fell open and nothing came out. Ian being speechless in itself is no small feat. He was blown away by what he saw and couldn't believe his eyes. He ran to his new bed, jumped up on it and yelled, "This is better than I could have ever expected." Then Ian started kissing the new "CARS" comforter and pillows.

It was a really cool surprise and I, for one, is happy that we didn't wait any longer than we needed to. When you have something that you know your child is going to absolutely adore, you want them to experience it as soon as possible.

And, as an added bonus, Wendy took Bailey home to our friend's house for his stay while we went out of town. That alone, gave me more than an hour of my time back. Yes, so I could pack and eat dinner and hear more from my husband about what a terrible idea it was do this tonight.