hairy frapp

Today Chris and I went to Target and I couldn't resist getting a frappuchino at their Starbucks. Whoever married the two of them (Target and Starbucks) should win an award. What could be better than browsing through Target, buying things you really don't need, and sipping a frapp? Anyway, about half an hour later, after I had had about 1/4 of it (yes, it takes me a couple hours to get through even a tall frapp), I noticed a very disturbing thing. There was a hair in my cup...and it obviously was not mine. I was super bummed that my favorite drink was now going to waste. Chris jokingly said, "What would John do?". He said this because my dad is king of taking things back. He has taken back grapes to Costco because they were mushy/sour (I have to admit I did this too...I mean we would have lost $12 on two huge things of sour grapes!!). In his defense, he has never returned anything that he shouldn't. It has always been items that were pretty inedible.

But I digress and back to the hairy frapp. The thought did cross my mind of stopping by the Starbucks by our house, explaining the situation, and despite not having gotten the drink there, asking for a new one. But I didn't. I would have felt a little tacky. Was I correct in my actions or was losing $3.30 really worth making the extra stop?

future athlete

Saturday morning we drove to a sports park nearby. We put Cam in the stroller and walked around the different games, watching the cute kids play. It made us pretty excited for when Cam gets to be that age and can play sports. Sidenote #1 Chris wanted me to add that despite Cam's Reebok attire, we are open to other endorsment offers for him. #2 He also wanted me to point out that while you may see soccer in the background, please don't mistake that for an approval of the sport (although I think soccer is great and would love it if Cam played!)



Later that afternoon we drove out to OC to have dinner with some friends, Karen and Curtis. It was nice to hang out with them and their kids and Cam did pretty well considering we had never stayed so late (up until his bedtime) with him anywhere.

Sunday our friends Jen and Eric stopped by for a few hours. We had a great time and I'm glad they took the long route to her parents so they could stop by.

This afternoon we are going over to my mom's house so Chris can hook up her new Tivo. I'm so happy she is finlly getting it. I'm a firm believer that once you go Tivo...you never go back!

stats: 33 in, 26.5 lbs

Today was Cam's year appointment. It was a month late, but we were willing to wait until we could see our regular pediatrician (as opposed to the nurse practioner) because we LOOOOOOVE her. We left feeling quite happy and incredibly thankful that we have a very healthy, fun, adorable baby boy (he's quite happy as well, as you can see).





Last night I had my first Bible Study as a group leader. It was so much fun and I really enjoyed facilitating the discussion time at my table. The ladies I sat with won't be in my permanent group, but it was still fun to meet them. The leaders had to make treats and I made peanut butter balls. They are always a hit wherever I bring them as they are cute and delicious. Here is the recipe. They are quite time consuming, but they freeze great so you can make them ahead of time.

1 cup crunchy peanut butter
1 stick softened butter
2 1/2 cups powdered sugar
1-2 cups choc chips, melted
M&Ms

Mix first three ingredients (easiest if you do it with your hands). Form little balls. Drop melted chocolate over the top with a spoon and top with M&Ms. They make approx. 30-40.



Today as we were driving home from an errand, Chris made two funnies I thought I'd post:
1. After asking what we were having for dinner and my responding that we were having hamburgers, he said, "Mmmm! Sounds good. Just make sure to cut out the middle half of my bun!" This was said with quite a bit of sarcasm as he teases me because I have been known to do this very thing (to cut down on the carbs). :)
2. While on the freeway, I said, "Could you maybe not follow quite so close to that car ahead of us?", to which he responded, "Sure. I'll trade you straight up for no singing". Apparently I had been belting out Sir Oliver's song (a Cam favorite) without realizing that maybe I didn't sound as good as I had thought!

Before you think my husband is rude and insensitive, I should tell you that both of those were totally done in fun and I wasn't offended in the least...rather I laughed quite hard! OK, I must run. We still haven't seen the season premiere of the Office and our Tivo is screaming for us to come see it!

kalepa

Cam's favorite song is from the album, "Sir Oliver's Song". The song is about a monkey named Kalepa. As you can see, he really gets excited about Kalepa and his banana...which is quite fitting because Cam LOVES, LOVES, LOVES bananas (as do most babies I'm sure)!!

(copy/paste)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lIkc-Ic_yz4

"...me too!"

What is it that makes people feel so much better about something once they find out someone else has experienced the same thing? If, after taking a test in school, I found out my friend also had a hard time, I didn't feel as badly about bombing it. If my friend and I were trying to eat healthy, and we both messed up by scarfing down a Cold Stone, for some reason it wasn't as bad since I had a partner in crime. I have found this to be true BEYOND WORDS when it comes to mommyhood. I honestly think I would have been much harder on myself over this past year had it not been for my friends and family who consistently told me that I wasn't alone. When I learned that my sister also had napping issues with her girls, I didn't feel like such a rotten mom. When I talked with fellow moms who had difficult breastfeeding experiences, I didn't feel like such a failure. Even today at MOPS, another gal told me that both of her kids did horribly in the nursery when they were babies. I immediately felt better about the fact that Cam has yet to remain in the nursery through a whole church service.

I think when you are a mom, you tend to have this unrealistic idea that every other mom has it so much more together than you. When Cam was younger and not sleeping through the night, I used to look at women in the store and think, "I bet she isn't tired and she gets 8 hours a night." It is like we innately have this problem of assuming we are the only ones struggling with sleep, cranky babies, feeling overwhelmed, feeling inadequate, etc. It is so refreshing to talk to another mom who has been in your shoes. This is one reason why I love MOPS. Spending time with other moms and talking about things we are going through is invaluable. Even if you don't click in most aspects of your personalities, moms can ALWAYS find something to talk about related to their kids!

I went over to my mom's house a couple days ago and we went to her friend's house. She has a trampoline in her backyard. As you can see, it was quite a highlight for Cam!!

sports

A friend of mine emailed my sister and I regarding our dislike of sports. She is an avid sports fan and was curious as to how someone could have such a great distaste for things dealing with leather balls, nets, wooden sticks (bats), and the like. I had Chris read her email and he chose to respond. I thought his email was hilarious, so I thought I'd post it. :)

"This is Chris, Kelly wanted me to read your email. She
prefaced it that it was about sports and that you were
trying to get Kell and Susan to like sports. Here's
how the rest of the conversation played out:

Me: Karen likes sports?
Kell: Yeah she likes this one team.
Me: What team?
Kell: I don't know . . . it's on her blog.
Me: What sport?
Kell: I don't know, it's on her blog.
Me: (thinking . . . Karen must've just typed the name
of a team in her blog somewhere)

So, I visit your blog and see a football helmet, not a
baseball helmet, basketball uniform, hockey sticks, a
football helmet. Let's just say it's an uphill battle
Karen. I'm holding out hope that our son will force
her to, but I'm not holding my breath.

True story:
I'm on my way to Vegas with a car full of guys. Kelly
calls me on my cell phone to tell me that she's in a
restaurant with some girlfriends and "Kobe O'Brien"
walked in...clearly the distant Irish cousin of the
infamous L.A. Laker.

A helpful hint, if you happen to know background of a
player (i.e. girlfriend, wife, kids, legitimate or
illegitimate, prior misdemeanors, where they live,
how much money they make, etc., it can add another 10-20
minutes of viewing time.

Good luck and thanks for fighting the good fight."

Petco

Saturday we made a trip to Costco. Boy was it different on a Saturday! I had not been on a weekend in a long time and it was soooo crowded. We decided to stick with going during the week. You still get the yummy samples but don't have to hassle with the crowds. Although has anyone ever noticed that they never have samples in the bakery section (the most important section of all!!)? That night I read my latest Rachel Ray magazine while Chris watched the USC game.

Sunday I went to church while Chris stayed home with Cam. We then made a trip to Petco. I had heard that they have dog adoptions on the weekends. Since Cam LOVES dogs, we thought he would enjoy it. He did, for the most part. I neglected to think about the fact that dogs bark. And yes, you guessed it...dog barking = Cam crying. Fortunately he did get in some good giggleing with the non-barking crowd and also enjoyed seeing the guinea pigs inside the store (but honestly, I think guinea pigs are among the ugliest little creatures!). After Petco we stopped by my parents for a while, then headed home.

On a side note, Cam has started doing something a little strange, and maybe slightly concerning. He puts his hands up to his ears. Usually it is one at a time, but sometimes it is both. It isn't the typical rubbing of the ears that babies do when they are tired. It is almost like he is giving himself earmuffs. I've noticed he does it when he is tired, which is sometimes throughout the day since we are having some napping issues. Anyway, I'm going to ask our doc about it when we go in for his check up. I've never seen babies do this, and I've worked with a lot over the years. It is almost like they are bothering him, but he never gets fussy or upset about it. Here is a picture where I caught him in the act.