Monday, April 20, 2009
I hadn't talked to Blake, but knew of his success when I came home and the tail feathers were covered in borax and sitting eye level right there in my garage when I opened my car door. It was pretty hard for me to miss. Yum, yum. I don't know much about turkeys and what constitutes a "nice" one, but Blake informs me his 6 inch beard is just an average two year old tom. I, personally, think that this one has the nicest tail feathers of any of the others he has brought home, but apparently that really isn't a big deal. Who knew?
It is amazing how much meat is on a turkey. Blake just brought home the breasts, but it was a lot to eat! As I already said, I am not a huge fan, but did try some and no, I am still not a huge fan. Blake marinated the breasts and cooked them on the grill. Nyah thought it was great and Blake loved it too. In fact, he informed me that my distaste for the game he brings home is one of the things he would change about me. I am sure that it is a very, very short list (the things he would change about me), but it did make it. ;)
Okay, so it seems that I am rambling and I should probably sign off. However, if anyone has an intense desire to go hunting or fishing, I am sure I can find you a guide!
Monday, April 13, 2009
Since we didn't have an Easter Basket, my mom suggested we make her one out of an ice cream bucket. Yes, it was made by me, myself, and I. Nyah tried to help a bit, but she really just managed to make a mess. Anyway, here it is and yes, I know it is not ugly, but I am not really convinced that it is 'cute' either. However, it did work fabulously for what we needed it to do!
Nyah really enjoyed coloring her Easter eggs. It was quite hilarious since she would yell, "I DID IT!!!" at the top of her lungs every time she dropped an egg into the coloring. Our coloring kit also came with stickers so you could create faces on the eggs. She loved the stickers and had to put them all on. It was almost as fun as coloring the eggs. Here are some photos that will give you just a piece of our adventure.
And here is the finished product! Aren't they just so cute? Oh! And Nyah too. :-)
That night, as she got ready for bed we talked about the Easter Bunny coming and she was pretty excited. That morning she was pretty excited and asked if the Easter Bunny had come, but I am not sure she really understood the concept of 'looking for eggs.' She was easily distracted and we had to keep encouraging her to look around. She had fun though and her excitement is contagious. Off course, we experienced yelling again after she found each egg and exclaiming, "I FOUND IT! YEAH!" at the top of her lungs.
And Treyson's participation in the festivities was trying to get a hold of the eggs that were left on the floor. Just in case you did not know, if you suck on an egg that has been colored, the coloring does come off and ends up all over your face. Just a warning for those of you who always wanted to try it. Yes, the egg was blue.
Friday, April 10, 2009
So, while Nana and Kristi Dawn were here, we brainstormed some ideas for names for the Sock Monkeys that Nana made this last Christmas. Nyah has no idea who Mork and Mindy are (and to be honest, I don't believe I have ever watched an episode), but she loves the names. She picked up on them quite quickly and even though Mork really belongs to Treyson, she claims him most of the time. As for Trey, he still doesn't care about names. Here he is with Mork a couple of months ago. His only wish is that they taste good and are fun to put in your mouth. This is a great example of how he treats all of his toys, or for that matter anything left on the floor. He promptly puts it in his mouth. ;)
So after Nana's visit, we have proceeded to name almost every one of Nyah's dolls and stuffed animals. It is also random when she decided that it is important for "this" or "that" doll to have a name and it is very entertaining. For example, she brought her doll to me the other day, asking, "Mom, what is my doll's name?" I of course asked her and said, "I don't know, what is your doll's name?" When she says she doesn't know, it has been quite comical as I give her lots of suggestions of common names off the Internet until she finally hears one she likes. There is lots of, "No that is not her name, no that is not her name, etc." with an eventual, "Yes her name is . . . " I just love it! So, we now have a Julie and a Emma that have joined us. We also have a Burt (dog), Tad (frog), and Kenai (bear). The bear she came up with completely and totally on her own. After watching Brother Bear she informed me that was her bear's name. I thought about including pictures of each of them, but figured that might be a bit of overkill!
Okay, so one more story about Nyah. When Nana was here, she felt it was very important that Nyah have some peeps for Easter. I personally, don't care for peeps. I am not a huge marshmallow fan and therefore had no plan to give them to Nyah. The comical part is that Nyah thought they were cool and wanted to carry them all around the store. However, after we brought them home she wanted nothing to do with them and was actually a bit freaked out by the fact that we were eating the baby ducks. She would cry and then would not touch them. Here are a few photos of Nana and Kristi Dawn trying to convince her that they are okay. The look on her face and her body language in these photos is hilarious, because I really think that she didn't believe what they were saying. All I can figure is that she originally thought they were "real" baby ducks. We would talk to her and calm her down, but then we would get to laughing so hard because she was looking at us all like we were crazy and telling us, "No, no, no. I don't want it. Don't eat it." And then if you would eat it she would look at you like, did you really just eat that? I really don't know what the deal was, other than extremely funny. She did eventually touch them and even tried one (once it was pulled apart), but they are definitely not on her top ten list of best things to eat!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
And last, but not least, I am putting Treyson in the jumper we used when I was a little girl and HE LOVES IT! The first time I put Nyah in this she was a bit nervous and didn't want to be in it very long. Trey on the other hand, was in it for 45 minutes just jumping around and smiling. He really just wants to move around and unless he is tired and wanting to cuddle he would like to be put down and able to move. Sometimes if you are holding him and he is wanting to play, he is so squirmy and fidgety that it is hard to keep a hold of him. It amazes me how much he moves like he did when I was pregnant. I had 9 months of him being extremely active in the tummy, so I should have been prepared, right?