Monday, April 19, 2010

One small step for Mona, one giant leap into toddlerhood


How quickly a year goes by, and how quickly a babe turns into a toddler.

Dear Ramona,
You've been with us for twelve months now, and we hope to continue to get to know you for many more, but here are a few things we've learned about you so far:

-You prefer outdoors to indoors
-You do a great impression of a dog

-Your smile is like sunshine

-You are fascinated by mylar balloons. One got caught in a power line by our apartment and you pointed at it for weeks, long after it was limp and deflated. I got you one on the way to your birthday party at Grandpa Parry's and it entertained you the entire 45 minute car ride over

-You know how to party and put on a great show

-You like to share

-You are frequently the recipient of fan mail and gifts


-You used to love posing for pictures, but have recently become too distracted

-You enjoy the simple things in life

-You like trips to the park

-You attend church every Sunday and make lots of friends

-You express your creativity with pianos, large or small

-You love pointing at light


-You don't love wearing things on your head

-You may very well be aware of your birthday and when it is. You arrived exactly on your due date in 2009, and this year you stubbornly waited to take your first steps until you were twelve months old, on the dot.

As your mother, I am honored that those first steps were made in my direction . . .

. . . and, as your mother, I feel immensely blessed to have you as a daughter.

Happy Birthday Ramona!

Love,
Your Mommy

Monday, April 12, 2010

Third time's a charm


The job hunt is over.

Forest's third interview in Cedar Rapids, Iowa has resulted in an offer. . . which we will happily accept. I like to think that the Iowa interview went better than the two in Oregon because I went along to provide lucky vibes and iron his shirt, but the more likely explanation is that Forest was qualified for the position and made a positive impression--regardless of who ironed his shirt that morning.

And the house hunt has begun.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Princess Pigtail and her quest for Easter treasure

Once upon a time, there was a princess with two pigtails that stuck straight up into the air.
One day, she set out to hunt for colorful eggs in the sunny land of Sunroomoparry.
They weren't very hard to find.
And they made a delightful sound when she shook them next to her ear.
Soon, she discovered that the eggs contained hidden treasures: chocolate raisins, m&m's, and jelly beans. To her dismay, every time she tried to put these in her mouth, a giant snatched them away.
"Those are for me to consume," he said. "Here, take these to eat instead." And he offered the princess some cereal squares. "It is the cereal of Life."
Although she was a bit suspicious of the giant's advice, she agreed to partake of the specified food.
"What other treasures can be found in this land?" Princess Pigtail asked the giant. "If you stay here a while, you will hear voices of several sages in a great conference. Each of them offers precious treasures of wisdom if you will but listen to their counsel." "I will stay," said the princess, "but I cannot promise to remain awake the entire time."

Sure enough, near the end of one session of counsel, the Princess was fast asleep. Upon awaking from her slumber, the giant offered to escort her to a distant land by the Daffodil sea. Although the princess was only down to one pigtail by now, she felt that her adventures should continue. So away they went, to the Daffodil sea . . .
. . . and the princess found that it was a beautiful place to behold.

Princess Pigtail enjoyed the sights on the giant's tour, but she soon grew bored. "Are there any barking beasts nearby that you might show me?" she asked. "I will see what I can find," said the kind giant.

. . . and the giant was successful. "Here I've found a black barking beast," he said.

The princess was delighted, and she stroked the beast's fur before continuing on their way.
The travelers eventually made it back to the sunny land where their journey began, and the princess received further counsel from the wise sages. "Thank you for accompanying me on this part of my journey, and for showing me so many wonderful things," she said to the giant, "but I must be on my way. I've been invited to an Easter feast ."

This Easter feast was to be held at Carol Palace, in a land even further than the Daffodil sea or the land of the barking beasts. When Princess Pigtail arrived, she was greeted by the hostess of the feast and promptly presented with two baskets of treasures. "The basket full of edible treasures you must save for your mother and father," advised the hostess, "but this larger basket is all for you."
The princess, however, ignored the larger basket and began putting teeth marks in the chocolate treasures intended for her parents. As soon as she did, the smaller basket disappeared and two furry, long-eared animals were sitting before her.
"These are to be your companions for the remainder of your journey," said the hostess.

"Thank you," said the princess, and embraced her new long-eared friends. "I appreciate all of these gifts, but I've come a long way and I am terribly hungry. Does this feast include any actual food that does not disappear when I touch it?"

The hostess laughed. "But of course. Let the feast begin! Arrange for a special chair to be brought to the table for Princess Pigtail."

At the feast, the princess ate until she could eat no more, and then ate some frosting off of a cake. "I've enjoyed so many Easter treasures this day," declared the princess. "Perhaps next year I will be able to enjoy even more. But for now I must say goodbye."

The tired princess, who had lost both her pigtails by now, returned to her small castle home and rested from her adventures for a time. And she still lives there happily this day.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Ramona Picks

For at least a year now, Forest has anxiously awaited Ramona's opportunity to make her own picks for the NCAA men's basketball tournament. Although we did attempt to complete a bracket for her last year while she was still in my belly, it was considerably more enjoyable to go through the same process with her this time in a more direct fashion.

Last week Forest printed out all the logos of the teams participating in the tournament and we cut them out into little cards for Ramona to choose. Our procedure for having her select a preferred team was significantly varied. Sometimes we simply held two cards out in front of her, taking note of which logo she grabbed first . . .
. . . and other times we laid two cards on the coffee table with a cheerio next to each, waiting to see which of the two was eaten first.
For obvious reasons, our method wasn't exactly scientific, but we did produce some kind of results.

Ramona's championship pick:
She was decidedly in favor of the leprechaun logo, or at least the cheerio sitting in front of it. Is it possible she knew it was St. Patrick's Day?
In any case, her bracket isn't doing terribly well . . . but perhaps she will do better next year when she is older and wiser.

Monday, March 8, 2010

More birthday bliss

This weekend marked Forest's arrival at age 30. Did I attempt to surprise him with yet another celebratory gathering? And was Papa Dels pizza involved?

Yes, and of course, yes.

Some loyal friends (all from Forest's high school days) participated in the birthday surprise: Chris, Ammon, Scott, and Meg.
While we waited for the pizza, Ramona was passed around from one lap to another. She appeared to think Ammon was pretty cool . . .
. . . and she absolutely loved Meg . . .
. . . but she seemed a little wary of Scott (perhaps the reason why she dumped water on him last November).
She also spent plenty of time on Grandpa Parry's lap . . .
. . . where she occupied herself by shredding napkins into as many pieces as possible. Upon seeing this, Chris remarked that it is for reasons like this that he has started leaving more substantial restaurant tips since becoming a parent.
Forest's order of choice: the "super-stuffed" pizza with green peppers, mushrooms, sausage, and more than enough cheese.Were cake and ice cream included as part of this birthday?

Indeed they were. Triple layer lime cake* with a scoop of lime gelato**.
How many calories were consumed by the end of the festivities?

I would rather not know.

Happy birthday, Forest!

*I substituted all the lemons with limes in this recipe, used cake flour instead of all-purpose flour, and made the frosting a lot more tart by adding extra lime juice and leaving out a cup of powdered sugar.

**Lime gelato can be made with this custard recipe. Simply disregard the cheesecake cubes.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Top 25

I turned 25 this past week. Although I would have been okay staying 24 a little while longer, it was still lovely because my birthday included:

1. a nap
2. a call from Grandma
3. a clean apartment
4. happy Ramona
5. a new storage ottoman to *temporarily* contain Ramona toys (thank you Otousan & Okaasan)
6. a facebook wall full of Happy Birthdays (you have to admit, it makes you feel like you have a lot of friends)
7. a plate of fudge and a visit from KayLyn
8. cello time
9. birthday cards
10. a husband home early from work
11. a mommy-daughter collage
12. a new french bread loaf pan (thank you Forest)
13. Cheryl & co.
14. Parry and Teresa
15. a dinner that I didn't have to make OR pay for (thank you Cheryl)
16. caprese salad
17. a poopy diaper I didn't have to change (thank you Parry)
18. a mini-date with Forest
19. chocolate mousse
20. flowers
21. leftover cake
22. an additional next-day celebration
23. sushi
24. Jenina and Karin

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

TP'ed

As a mother, I feel a sense of empowerment and competence when filth is turned to cleanliness, clutter is arranged into organization, and chaos is brought under control.

Ramona, on the other hand, acts most uneasy when she sees something neatly put away or stacked up. For her, it is ludicrous to have all of her books lined up on a bookshelf, all of her toys gathered in one corner of the room, or all socks contained inside a dresser drawer. Of course, these things were meant to be scattered across the floor, and nothing provides greater enjoyment than strewing those things where they rightfully belong.

I have therefore concluded that the two of us are dependent on each other in a fundamental way: I have a need to create order from her disorder. She has a need to create disorder from my order. Without each other, how would these needs be fulfilled?

Yesterday, order was a roll of toilet paper, within Ramona's reach--promptly turned to disorder, all across the living room floor.

Really, what would I do without this child?