Monday, June 22, 2009

Strawberries!

This afternoon Henry and I went outside to check on the garden. We discovered four ripe red strawberries on our plants (and many partially ripe ones I had to stop him from picking as well). Henry and I picked them, washed them and ate them. I explained that we would share them and that we would each eat two. Henry chose the two large ones and gave me the puny (though very delicious) ones. Then when my back was turned he ate one of mine as well.

According to him, he is still a "good share-er".




Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Don't think he'll really be workin' on a railroad

Here's another song from a fever-ish day. Though i can't blame the distraction and "being funny" on the illness - that's just Henry. This is his favorite song and featured in his favorite Mickey Mouse cartoon.


A Happy Birthday Song for Granny

The amazing thing about this song is that he is singing it with 102 fever and a mouthful of grapes. I'd like to see a toddler American Idol please.

Happy Birthday Granny!

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Recent Pics

These are from a fairly recent trip to the Point Defiance Zoo. You can see that he gets his love of ice cream honestly.



Riding the merry-go-round....

I think this was supposed to be a sea anemone or something like that. Can't remember why it was near the meerkats exhibit though.... Henry just liked having something to climb on.

Power of Positive Visualization

So after being at home for five days with a sick toddler (according to the CDC it is unlikely, though not impossible to get Hand Foot and Mouth disease more than once - this is the third time for Henry, so maybe it's a charm), I am looking for positive things to focus upon. Not feeling great combined with usual toddler behavior has produced a very cranky Henry and a just about as crabby Mommy.

So here are some more upbeat things to think about...

A list of Henry's current (at that means for the moment) favorites:

Cartoon:
Mickey's Choo-Choo (on Youtube, one of the first Mickey cartoons in black and white). I actually like these cartoons for the music and the low-tech but very creative appeal. Of course at some point we'll need to talk about gender roles and racial stereotypes, but for now, we both love them.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IvZdUlbTs6U

Books:
The Bear's Picnic (a Bernstein Bears book).
Henry really enjoys getting books as gifts and last year his Grandma and Grandpa Kinney signed him up for a Scholastic BookClub. He especially likes the Bernstein Bears. The young bear is always "Henry Bear" and the adult male bear is usually "Pops". That would be really charming except that Pops is always making mistakes and getting himself into trouble. I think that Henry has a career in casting :)

When Sophie Gets Angry, Really Really Angry by Molly Bang.
Thanks to our friend Susan for recommending this book about a little girl and how she works with her anger. It is a nightly read in our house and i do think is allowing Henry to think more concretely about alternatives to "bamming" when upset. Although his favorite part is still yelling "PA-BAM!!!" when Sophie slams the door. Oh well.

Hippo Hop by Christine Westcott
This is one of those 50 cent paperbacks i picked up at Goodwill one day just because i liked the jazz-scat like prose and the illustrations. Henry pulled it out of the pile a few days ago and started requesting it. It is really cute and introduced him to a few instruments (and animals) with which he was unfamiliar.

Favorite Songs
Well i wish i could say that henry has been open to liking Mommy's music but so far no luck. Occasionally he'll like dancing to something upbeat like MIA or the Ting-Tings but mainly it's, "No music for Mommy, no music for Henry". I think the problem is twofold: I don't play enough of my own music around the house and i know every bleeding children's song by heart given a long history in Girl Scouts.

Now i'm glad to have that talent. I've shocked and amazed many a child by joining in on a song they thought only they, or their teachers, knew. I love singing with Henry and introducing songs from my childhood. I love that he knows more songs by heart than probably any other child in Seattle. BUT. There are only so many times you can sing "John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt" without wanting to rock in a corner.

A wonderful woman at work gave us a bunch of the Wee Sing books that she had sitting around from when her kids were younger and wanted to listen to something other than the Jonas Brothers and High School Musical 3. I know most of the songs in these books already which i made the mistake of demonstrating to Henry. So now at bedtime, his choice of "books" is to grab one of the Wee Sing songbooks and ask for unlimited renditions. We now have a "three songs you're out" rule at bedtime. I did order the CDs to accompany those books from the library in the hopes that he will just be happy to listen to them on his own. So far he prefers my singing. At least the kid knows talent. Here are some of the most requested (or those he sings on his own):

I've been working on the railroad (also on the Mickey Mouse Choo Choo episode)

Do your ears hang low (also because the ice cream truck in our neighborhood plays this one incessantly and at warp speed)

I stuck my head in a little skunk's hole (well which kid wouldn't like that - plus it's the theme of the Curious George Camps book)

Favorite Food
Well, he hasn't really wanted to eat much in the past five days. I freaked out today when he pulled off his pjs and i could count his ribs with the naked eye. One thing he will always eat though....

POPSICLES. We make them at home and also sometimes buy super yummy locally made ones at the Vietnamese market near our house. They are the Car-ems brand and have a coconut milk base and interesting flavors. He likes the tropical (pineapple/mango). They are decadent and have a lot of fat and fairly low sugar - perfect for a kid who won't eat much of anything else. Today we are going to buy some full fat icecream to supplement his diet. I wish I could do the same....

Monday, June 15, 2009

Pictures from a June trip to Olympia

A couple weeks ago we went south to visit our friends the Sledges in Olympia WA. One of our favorite things to do there, in addition to hanging out and having great times with the gang, is to visit the Farmer's Market.

Henry LOVES the bread sticks. Yes they are as big as he is.

Jessica and her boys, Henry and Xander. I love that kid. And Henry too! :)


When we got back home, Henry wanted to lay in the yard and look at the dandelions. In trying to explain the difference between a flower and a weed, i realized that there really isn't one. Henry explained it best with "Mommy likes flowers, she doesn't like weeds". That is all there is to it.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Love is not the same as Like

So i've been getting alot of guff because i've been quite negligent in my blog posting. Point taken.

So here are some recent stories about Henry and our new raised garden.

Henry loves the backyard and the garden. Henry especially loves "helping" in the garden. Helping is comprised of a number of activities involving "digging" (flinging rocks around with his shovel and occasionally crushing the tender life from a new planting), watering (drowning) the plants and harvesting (ripping leaves, buds and anything else green from the garden). Between Henry, the slugs and the caterpillars I am quite surprised that any fruits of our labor end up on the table at all.

And Henry LLLLOOOOOVVVVEEESSS anything we pick from the garden.

If you haven't figured it out by now, Henry's favorite word du jour is "LLLOOOOVVVEEE" as in "I LLLOOOOVVVEEEE (fill in the blank)". It is very cute but not very accurate.

Tonight we harvested a big colander of lettuce for a salad. Now Henry does not like salad as far as i know but according to him he LLLOOOOVVEEES lettuce. So i put two very small pieces of lettuce on his plate with his dinner.

"What's this?" ask Henry as he points skeptically at the lettuce.
"That's the lettuce we picked. You said you love lettuce."
"That's lettuce? Lettuce is green and mommy and henry picked it?"
"Yes"
"Henry love lettuce?"
"That's what you said"
Henry holds the lettuce somewhere in the vicinity of his mouth, probably closer to his chin.
"I no like lettuce"
"Henry, you didn't even try it. Take a bite."
"I LICKED lettuce and I don't LIKE it"
"Well eat some of your avocado and then you can eat the lettuce"
Later i return to the table and the lettuce is gone.
"Henry you ate your lettuce!"
"No, Buster ate lettuce. Buster LLLOOOOOVVVEEESS lettuce".


They say it takes thirty tastes of something for a child to have a chance of liking it. The lettuce does not stand a chance.