tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68531512024-03-12T19:47:55.995-05:00protofluxLife with the most wonderful child on Earth.Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.comBlogger91125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-29445800218971231562008-02-02T19:53:00.001-06:002008-12-09T23:54:43.699-06:00Judah has had a weird illness these past couple days. He is very normal all day long and every now and then complains that he has a tummyache. Two nights ago, he vomited profusely at 1am. Last night, he vomited at 11pm. Today he had diarrhea the minute we got home from a birthday party where he was perfectly fine. I feel bad for the little guy. He feels GREAT after each "purge" but it has me Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-36472558816073523522008-02-01T00:14:00.000-06:002008-02-01T00:19:05.531-06:00Dixie Training ProgressThis is after Dixie's 3rd obedience lesson. She's doing SO WELL! Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-37845358958186305682008-01-27T08:43:00.000-06:002008-01-31T23:55:00.078-06:00We were catching up on American Idol last night (TIVO is our savior) and at some point somebody said the word "stupid". Judah announced, "I am *soooo* sick of the bad words on TV." So we asked what words he meant.He replied, "Words like 'stupid', 'dummy', 'loser'. Those words are so STUPID."Then, he proceeded to build a CHOCOLATE PUDDING FACTORY with his architectural blocks. He even had a song Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-48740364637878997782008-01-26T12:48:00.000-06:002008-01-27T08:43:28.837-06:00{Swear Word}It was only a matter of time.Dixie decided to eat her house specialty favorite, the "Judah Ankle Sandwich". Judah dragged Dixie along across the living room, she still clamped down on his ankle, he trying to pull himself along the back of the sofa.With an exasperated look on his face, he said very calmly, "Mooooom! Get the damn dog!" My head whipped up and I asked, "What kind of dog?" Judah: "TheKatiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-60790168327528022082008-01-26T11:19:00.000-06:002008-12-09T23:54:43.874-06:00Now that Judah is old enough to help with basic chores, when the weather is more agreeable, I will begin taking him to the "For the Love of the Lake" shoreline spruce-up at White Rock Lake. It is disgraceful how picnickers throw their refuse in the lake with little care about the impact they make on the wildlife.Take for example little Six Pack. I am so tired of the discarded waste by careless Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-51131303913186171562008-01-25T19:40:00.000-06:002008-01-26T12:44:59.550-06:00Living in the KitchenI still knit when I can, but the new puppy is a yarn thief. Having just lived through my mom's puppy shredding some Size 1s when I set down a pair of Jaywalkers to go get a coffee refill, having my own little beast wait in shadows until I walk two feet away from my yarn and then launch upon it has me needing to plan strategically when I can actually pick up the fiber and create something...car, Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-83666784298674937492008-01-22T10:28:00.001-06:002008-01-22T10:28:00.879-06:00what the world needs now what the world needs now Originally uploaded by getthebubbles Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-56718342165579754542008-01-21T19:54:00.000-06:002008-12-09T23:54:44.546-06:00I have been spending a lot of time in the kitchen since my grandfather died on 20 December. It is therapy for me and a healthy way to grieve. I am filling the bellies of my two guys and I feel a sense of joy by making things that send my husband back for seconds. I baked four Apple Dapple Cakes over the holidays, whipped carrots and parsnips, baked fluffy whipping cream biscuits that melt in yourKatiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-5568658898916686052008-01-14T17:04:00.001-06:002008-01-14T17:06:39.135-06:00My ideal presidential match list is rather frightening. Mike Gravel as #2? Golly, I'm more liberal than I thought. I was a certified card carrying lefty lib in my 20s, but thought that now that I've become a parent, I've gotten a bit more conservative...maybe not?91% Dennis Kucinich (D)87% Mike Gravel (D)85% Joe Biden (D)85% Chris Dodd (D)82% Barack Obama (D)81% Hillary Clinton (D)79% John Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-20842859457345801982008-01-14T09:57:00.001-06:002008-01-14T11:08:21.146-06:00Young Jedi KnightJudah & I watched Return of the Jedi last night. The Ewoks aren't so annoying when you watch it with a four year old. He loved them so much that I was able to forget that they were likely added to the movie by George Lucas for the obvious product endorsements that followed the theatrical release of the film.Something I did not like about the DVD "re-release" version is that at the end of the Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-8826488918548476472008-01-13T11:04:00.000-06:002008-12-09T23:54:44.750-06:00We're going to hole ourselves up today for the Cowboys game at a local sports bar. Dixie has been wearing her Dallas Cowboys bandana since yesterday.Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-1351775469311356432008-01-13T10:01:00.001-06:002008-12-09T23:54:45.009-06:00Micheal nearly made me a widow yesterday. We met our friends at White Rock Lake for a family picnic & sailing afternoon. The weather has been mild this winter and started out very promising with a glorious sunshine and slight breeze. Perfect sailing weather. Once we got the boat lowered in the davit, a norther blew in and the temp dropped pretty rapidly. All of us mamas decided we would Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-55296871741410656102007-10-28T09:42:00.000-05:002008-12-09T23:54:45.123-06:00So, we got a dog. Meet Miss Dixie.My life as I knew it is temporarily on hold until I am through the stage of chasing her away from the carpeted staircase, spraying Bitter Apple on my bamboo area rug border, twice daily trips to the lake for an extensive game of fetch and chase, a walk around the neighborhood, 8x to the backyard for potty time, waking up before dawn to sit under the moon, my Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-82936005521296165432007-10-12T21:17:00.000-05:002007-10-12T22:12:09.295-05:00Filed under "You know you're a parent when..." you spend a full hour with your nose pressed to the glass at Krispy Kreme watching donuts make their way through the conveyor belt, toast in the hot oil and pass through the glaze waterfall. Judah was completely fascinated by the mechanics. A cup of coffee, three donuts later and our little family considered this a terrific Friday night.Micheal did Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-41720434145167615342007-10-07T11:18:00.000-05:002008-12-09T23:54:45.291-06:00Kiss the GirlsWe are completely settled into our fall schedule, though I feel like I am busier and needing to stay more focused on my calendar than ever before. Between work responsibilities (a board meeting, and two conferences in Sydney, Australia and San Juan, Puerto Rico), school (Annual Fund Grade Level Sponsor, Fall Festival Shift Coordinator), personal (PK4 soccer, social engagements) and church (ParentKatiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-79284575277678390732007-08-23T07:33:00.000-05:002008-12-09T23:54:45.560-06:00This pretty much sums up how Judah felt at the end of the second day of school:So far school seems to be fun for him, although when I picked him up at carpool yesterday he informed me that one of the new girls poked him in the eye, pinched his cheek and bit his knee. I wrote his teacher a letter since I am only hearing half the story and don't know what led up to this, but I have to say that I'm Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-84416176285937160092007-08-21T10:33:00.001-05:002008-12-09T23:54:46.084-06:00First Day of SchoolJudah started PK4 this morning. Going cold turkey on early bedtime and waking up at 6am was HARD. He has been staying up 'til 11pm sometimes and waking up around 8am.This was Judah when he first woke up, poor thing:Once we reminded him that friends would be at school: We had a quick costume change into his uniform, "nametag banana" included, and he was ready for school. The class theme is Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-32677771540929389192007-08-19T15:21:00.000-05:002008-12-09T23:54:46.237-06:00As Time Goes ByHaving had some type of online journal for years and at some point always dropping off for months or even a year at a time, I am back again as I always regret not keeping a written record of the day to day experiences with a little boy in our household.Judah is almost four and a half years old and begins his PK4 school year in two days. He remains a sweet and fairly easygoing little boy Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-1163790620639781132006-11-17T13:07:00.000-06:002007-08-21T10:52:49.863-05:00Another "note to self" that I often find on scraps of paper when I don't have time to post to the blog at that particular moment...6/9/2006 - peanups, flamingo (flamenco), potty - 5 (6?) times, poop - in big potty, my bed / my house, ooooo, that's prettyTranslated -- Judah was calling peanuts "peanups" and flamingoes "flamencos", we were toward the end of potty training and he was doing a super Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-1163789941184120012006-11-17T12:47:00.000-06:002006-11-17T13:01:01.283-06:00I was cleaning up some old files on my laptop and came across this little blog note:1/30/2004 - Judah is crawling (backward), trying to stand, screams at the top of his lungs just to hear his own voice, loves looking at himself in mirrors, doesn’t like naps anymore, likes banging on things and eating pureed bananas.That really took me way back considering that Judah is now making his own social Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-1161796573545523762006-10-25T12:07:00.000-05:002006-10-25T12:18:20.243-05:00Judah has been quite dramatic this past week. He dropped a quarter on the floor of the car and exclaimed (think Scarlett O'Hara), "I'll never see that quarter again!" or when I drove the carpool yesterday..."Where is my father? I'll never see him again!" or when I washed off his spider tattoo from his hand b/c of the no-tattoo rule at school, "I'll never have that spider tattoo again!" He also Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-1156877548230507862006-08-28T22:52:00.000-05:002006-08-29T14:04:19.246-05:00This past weekend, Judah was extremely wiggly when I was trying to get him to sit still long enough for me to put his shoes and socks on. Here was our conversation:Me: Judah, my goodness, you've got ants in your pants today.Judah: Get them out! It hurts!Me: Oh! No, son, "ants in your pants" is not literal. It is another way to say that your body is very wiggly and you aren't being still.Judah:Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-1152555820934647312006-07-10T13:21:00.000-05:002006-07-10T13:23:40.953-05:00I have just gotten the required summer reading list for Judah’s school teachers and a couple books caught my attention.o Last Child in the Woods: Saving Our Children from Nature-Deficit Disorder by Richard Louvo Einstein Never Used Flash Cards : How Our Children Really Learn -- And Why They Need to Play More and Memorize Less by Kathy Hirsh-Pasek, Diane Eyer, Roberta Michnick GolinkoffI am Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-1156196052446983622006-06-20T14:49:00.000-05:002006-08-29T14:26:59.133-05:00Potty Potty, Part Trois (l'acte final)Armed with a potty chart and a super pack of stickers, we tackled potty training once more. Going cold turkey ended up being the best way to get things going. Judah had been using the potty at daycare but would refuse at home and in our efforts to not force him into it before he was ready, we obliged. But, the fact that school will start soon and he must be potty-ready to attend, we had to Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6853151.post-1148941287310629702006-05-29T16:56:00.000-05:002006-05-29T17:22:31.606-05:00I dove into the CD closet today to digitize some of our 2,000+ CDs and am listening to Depeche Mode's The Singles 86>98 and drinking a Shiner. While Judah takes a nap, Micheal & I cleaned our downstairs office. I mopped the floor with too much bleach in the water and now my eyes are cloudy and I think I may have burned out all of my nose hairs. Happy Memorial Day!We have been very low-key all Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06704062488825842221noreply@blogger.com0