Farewell

This will be my farewell post until we get back from Denver.  Then I'm sure it will be picture crazy!

Wm has even decided to include Spanky Spinach in his Xbox playing.  Notice that SS has his own controller:

Wm also made me an awesome necklace!

Spanky Spinach

Wm has been BEGGING for a pillow pet (a stuffed animal that unfolds into a pillow).  I guess it's all the rage at naptime.  We have, thus far, not caved.  But at Target today when Wm started the pillow pet begging, we decided he could get a small one to take in the car and to the hotel in Denver.  Wm was THRILLED, immediately named him Spanky Spinach, and has carried it everywhere with him.

Wm eating lunch with Spanky Spinach (eating one of my homemade tortillas!)

Wm the Evil

I was sitting with Wm eating breakfast yesterday and I take off my glasses and go, "Hey, Wm, check me out!  Should I get eye surgery so I never have to wear glasses again?"  And he says, "No.  You look weird without your glasses.  And you have a bump on your nose."  BURN.

This morning, I asked Wm what he thought we should get Uncle Drew for the Big 3-0.  Wm had two suggestions, 1. "a picture of me." 2. "a car."  I bet I know which one Drew is pulling for.

So, I totally forgot to take a picture of my tart or my homemade tortillas.  Both were delicious!!  I wanted to take a picture this morning, but we ate them all.  However, I did make bread yesterday and Steve said, "you should take a picture of that!"  Without further ado...

100% from scratch, people!

Denver Bound!

Wm is getting very excited about his trip to Denver!  We leave next Thursday and will be gone until July 8.  I asked him last night if he wanted to get a present to give to Griffin when he meets him and he goes, "Yeah!  How about a squeaky toy?"  I was like, "Wm...he is a baby, not a dog."

We took Wm to the park last weekend when it was gorgeous outside.  Since they are demolishing the playground at the school (right on our street), we have to drive to some far away park.  It's kind of nice to explore other playgrounds, though!  Wm talked Steve into getting on with him:

Wm is looking very big these days.  I can't believe he'll be in kindergarten in only a matter of weeks!!  I am also REALLY looking forward to not paying for day care anymore!

Wm has discovered I have "hairy socks" that are very soft.  So he keeps stealing them out of my drawer and running around the house in them.  They are super slippery, so this usually leads to some sort of injury. But Wm is not deterred.

Suzanne is coming over for dinner Saturday and I am going to try my hand at making homemade tortillas for soft tacos and a French Apple Tart for dessert.  I will update with my successes (and failures).

Photo Booth Fun

They were having some sort of celebration (not clear why) when we went to get groceries at Whole Foods today.  They were having face painting, a cookout, art tables, giveaways, and lots of other free stuff.  But they also had a free photo booth, so I told Steve he and Wm should get Father's Day pictures together.  And they turned out super cute!!

Up & About

I'm sure Wm will one day really appreciate that I am sharing this story on his blog.  But I can't help it...it's too hilarious.  After dinner, Wm stood up and saw that he had a pitched a little tent in his pants.  He points to it and goes, "Look!  My penis is up and about!  It must think it's morning-time."

Infected...yet baking

Despite the fact that Wm infected me with strep throat (which I discovered after being freakin' throat raped by an evil nurse...I really need to switch doctors!), I decided to make cinnamon rolls for breakfast this morning.  I made the dough and let it rise last night, then rolled it out and stuffed it with the butter, cinnamon, and sugar, cut the rolls up and put them in the pan, ready to bake, right before I went to bed.  Then this morning all I had to do was throw them in the oven and whip up the frosting while they baked.  I lured Steve out of bed with the aroma of cinnamon rolls!  Steve had 3 of them for breakfast, while Wm made it through one and a half.  They were suuuuper rich, so I only ate one.  But the general family consensus is that homemade is *much* better than the canned kind!

Wm gearing up

YUM!

In health-related news, Wm is doing fine.  He never did seem really sick.  He is a champ about taking his yucky medicine.  I started feeling yucky Thursday, but put off going to the doctor until Friday, when the wheels really feel off.  Sure enough, I was infected.  Steve is still putting off going, saying that he feels fine.  But he doesn't look fine.  So, it may be only a matter of time before he falls as well!

In other Steve goings on, there is big news from work!  He had a sit down with the owner and found out that he does not want Steve to run Soccer First...he wants him to run all of Sports Ohio!  Steve is both really excited and a bit nervous.  They got interrupted by some work-related crisis, so they couldn't finish their meeting - so the big questions (when does he start and how much they are going to pay him!) didn't get answered.  The owner said they would sit down sometime this coming week and hash it all out.  

One of the reasons that I love Steve is that he makes me laugh so hard my insides hurt sometimes - and, what makes it especially funny is that no one else really knows how funny he is.  Because his delivery is so dry and serious.  After we found out about his Big Promotion, he was sitting on the couch clacking away at the computer (probably on ESPN), and I went and sat next to him and said, "Hey...now that you are a Big Deal, are you going to trade me in for some young trophy wife?"  And, without missing a beat or pausing the clacking, his raises one eyebrow and says totally seriously, "Oh, yeah.  That's part of the 5 year plan."  Then just keeps on computing, never even smiling.  Love it.  LOVE it.  I laughed so hard I nearly wet my pants. The only indication that Steve gave was a clear look that he was proud of himself for his cleverness.  ZING!

(Note: Steve just said, "What are you doing over there?  You look smug.  Are you writing about me?  I can read you like a book.  Maybe I'll start a blog about you!" Then mimed my "smug" face and typed furiously away at his computer.  Good times...)

PLAGUE!

All of Wm's awesome health streaks are coming to an end.  Ending his 5 year, lifetime streak of no antibiotics, Wm has strep throat.  And his first ear infection.  We got a notice last week that strep was making the rounds of his class.  Then yesterday Wm had the sniffles.  Today he said his throat hurt.  So I kept him home and made a doctor's appointment.  I actually thought about canceling it because Wm was running all around normally and kept saying he "felt healthy and all better."  But decided to keep it because strep can be weird.  Good thing.  I asked him if his ear hurt, after they told us it was infected and he said it felt fine.  So weird.  But that means I get one more day home with the little sucker since Typhoid Mary can't go to school tomorrow while still contagious.

Wm is a weird sick kid.  It's totally hard to tell when he's actually sick since he really behaves no differently.  Steve and I were laid up in bed, moaning and immobilized, by that stomach flu.  Wm?  Running around carrying his barf bucket, playing with legos and occasionally saying, "You know what?  My tummy hurts."  Then ran to the bathroom.  But, I guess, if he ever acts really sick, we'll know something is SERIOUSLY wrong.

I just said, "Wm, how are you feeling?"  Response: "Good."

Further Sucked Into Electronics

Wm had a GREAT time at Mimi and Guy's last night!  He was quite freaked out by the monsoon that rolled through, so he was a bit jittery when I picked him up.  But once safely home, he wouldn't stop talking about how he got a mint dilly bar, he got to eat dinner on the porch, and played Operation and Wack-a-Mole.  Clearly, there is fun to be had at Mimi and Guy's!  Meanwhile Steve and I saw X-Men...which was really good!  There is fun to be had sans Wm.

Steve and I talked and decided that our original plan for giving Wm his NintendoDS may not be the smartest move.  We had planned to unveil it in the car on the way to Denver so he would be so excited by the new toy he wouldn't notice he was in the car for nearly 20 hours.  But then we realized that he would probably need help figuring out how to use the thing the first couple times - and Steve would be unable to assist while driving.  So we figured we should get it now and give him enough experience with it that he is comfortable using it - but just whet his appetite for the car ride.  And, turns out, our timing was perfect!  They are discontinuing the DS Lite (which isn't 3-D and doesn't have wi-fi...neither of which Wm cares about) so there was a big price cut on the last 4 they had in stock - and once they are gone, they are gone.  So we got the DS, 2 games, a nice carrying case, car charger, earbuds, and 4 extra pointers for less than the regular DS!  Wm is THRILLED.  I said to him, "you are disgustingly spoiled, you know."  And goes, "what does that mean?"  So I said, "it means you get way too much stuff."  Wm says, "oh, yeah, I am spoiled."  I go, "maybe we should stop spoiling you so much, eh?"  And Wm goes, "no...I think I am spoiled the right amount."

Scone-tastic

I feel like a pioneer.  With my crop.  I woke up this morning, went outside (it's cool and sunny) and squatted around in the wet grass to pick a bucket o' strawberries. Then I brought them inside and decided to make some chocolate chip scones to go with them.  My bowl of freshly picked strawberries was sitting on the counter next to me as I rolled out and sliced up my scones.  The house smells amazing!  The nice things about not really being a pioneer: food processors to whip up the scone dough without any physical labor, gas ovens to cook them in, and, oh yeah, electricity.  But, I still feel pretty awesome!  (As is evidenced by the fact that I insisted on taking a picture of my breakfast before eating it.)

Wm LOVES chocolate chip scone mornings.  But he wanted his strawberries on the side (and no whipped cream, which I think is, frankly, creepy).

Wm was rooting around in one of his giant lego bins the other day when he goes, "I am not even kidding when I say this...I have way too much legos."  

And, it is official.  We filled out Wm's notice of intent to discontinue at OSU Preschool.  He is now all signed up for kindergarten and un-signed up for preschool.  His last day of preschool is August 26.  He starts kindergarten that Monday (Aug 29).  I never thought I'd see the day!

Meanwhile, in Steve news, the owner of Soccer First gave him a huge list of questions he wanted Steve to type up a responses to. He is trying to move Steve into a position to completely run Soccer First.  Steve is a bit freaked out...but also excited (I think).  Because Steve's excited face looks a lot like his nervous face (which looks a lot like his euphoric face and his sad face and his mad face...Steve is tough to read, is what I'm saying).  And he's also not much of a talker.  I think he enjoys being an enigma.  An enigma wrapped in bacon.

Wm goes to Mimi's for a visit tonight - while Steve and I are going to see X-Men and out to dinner.  Wheeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!

Wm has developed a new persona.  He calls this is "Predator Face":