Finding calm in the chaos

Finding calm in the chaos

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

the rice cracker eats rice

We call Sam our "rice cracker" because he's part white (cracker) and part Filipino (rice). (We're not classy people). Don't be offended...and, if you are, know we borrowed the term from Team Eddy. Anyway, Sam's been eating solids.

Frankly, it's more about entertainment than nutrition. And, it's really, really messy.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

the twelve days of Christmas (part one)

We began our prolonged Christmas celebration the Saturday before with a few days in Spokane. We celebrated early (on the 23rd) with all the Cletos (minus Lola and Uncle Noy due to bad roads) crammed into Team Eddy's teensy-weensy house. We had a fabulous prime rib dinner (made by Aunt Rissa, who is generally not a good cook, but did amazingly well on this...a Christmas miracle, perhaps? It's probably the best thing she has ever cooked in her whole life). Moka and Sam look expectantly at the dinner below.
We also unwrapped gifts and had some good visiting time, as well as our traditional game of Jeopardy (although Amy "Trebec" has now been replaced by Hailey "Trebec"). Our team, Sam and the Reindeer, won...although the categories of "Celebrity Trivia" and "7th grade social studies" gave us a little bit of trouble. Here is Aunt Becca with her favorite Christmas gift. Noah got a helmet and elbow/knee pads from his Lala. Notice he's not wearing pants.
Tancie and Lauren snuggled with Kate and Glory. It was a good day for them. Lauren became well-versed in changing cloth diapers.
Sydney played with Sam and his new drum (thanks, Eddys, for this loud, musical toy...no, really, thank you.)

Afterwards, the sisins (Tance, Lauren, Hails, Syd, Amy, Jen), Noah, and Joe headed over to a nearby hotel to swim and have some fun while Aunt Ris and Mom watched the under-one-crowd. The younger sisins stayed over night to play games and watch movies, while Amy and I headed home to take care of our respective broods.

m'oobs

Sam's outgrown his little bathtub, so as of this week, we're officially on to the big bathtub. Good-bye, wet kitchen floor! Hello, aching back!

As a farewell tribute to our little baby bathtub, I thought I'd post this picture.
Yep, our fat baby has man-boobs...or m'oobs as my cousin, Lauren, calls them. But, he does enjoy his bathtime!

Monday, December 29, 2008

It's the fourth day of Christmas...

...and we're back home. We had a fabulous trip (except for all the driving on bad roads) and have lots of stories and pictures to share. So, stay tuned! For now, let me leave you with this little nugget:

We celebrated Christmas with Team Eddy and the rest of the Cletos at Amy's house on the 23rd.

Jen: Noah, what day is today?
Noah: It's CHRISTMAS!!
Jen: And, whose birthday is it today?
Noah: Um...Santa's?

As his godmother, I was a little ashamed for falling down on his Catholic education. Fortunately, we had a little lesson and the next day, he proudly proclaimed it was "God's birthday!" and we sang Jesus happy birthday with a birthday cake.

Monday, December 22, 2008

the eternal cold

Ever since Sam started daycare in September, we've suffered from what seems like the eternal cold. The last 2 weeks have been especially miserable. Joe had a sinus infection, Sam's had questionable croup, and I've had some bronchitis and...get this...pink eye. (Yep, pink eye...thanks, daycare). In an effort to control the spread of plague at our house, Joe and I have taken some pretty drastic infection control measures.

During our road trip, I picked up some extra mints at a restaurant.

Jen: Look, Joe! I got us extra mints so we can have good breath when we kiss.
Joe: What?! Kiss?! Don't you ever want to get better??

Yep...the romance has been sucked right out of our life.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

quick update

Hi readers,
The Kaufman crew has left southeast Idaho for the next week to celebrate Christmas. Roads were great through Montana (unlike my previous trip), although the residential streets in Spokane leave much to be desired! Probably won't get much posting done over the next week, but will make an effort to get some pictures taken and post when we get back.

Happy holidays, everyone! Sam is feeling better and his parents are slowly recovering.

Love,
the Kaufmans

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

a perfect storm

Oh, the weather outside was frightful when Tancie, Sam, and I began our long trek back home from a weeklong visit with Team Eddy. I was exhausted from a week of trying to be a helpful sister, a good aunt to a challenging Noah, and a patient mother to a sick and crabby Sam. Fortunately, Mom and Kevin took Sam the night before (THANK YOU!) and, with the help of 100mg of Benadryl and some ear plugs, I got a good night's rest before our 13 hour drive home over snowy, icy roads. I'm an anxious freak about driving in the snow, but when you combine that with the new-mom crazies since Sam was in the car...I clutched the steering wheel so firmly for 13 hours that by the end of the drive, I couldn't feel my finger tips. Literally. I'm not exaggerating. Let me just say this: I hate Montana snow!

In the meantime, Joe was out exploring the snowy conditions around Idaho Falls when his hippie van decided it was a good time to die. Joe was stranded and had to walk a mile in 4 degree windy weather to a nearby truck stop while he waited for a ride home. He and a friend planned to tow his stupid hippie van the following day, but since it was snowing and the highway needed plowed, the city took it upon themselves to tow the van for us (and left us with a nice impoundment bill...thanks).


So, there we were. Down to one car...a good little car, but a car that is not that great in the snow. And, we're getting ready to head back up to northern Idaho on Saturday. So, last night, Joe and I got this:

It's a 2005 Honda Pilot...except ours is gold. It's got 4 wheel drive, seats 8, can hold 3 car seats (God forbid we ever need 3 car seats, but it's happened to unsuspecting couples before), and can fit the dogs, too. So, we'll be riding in style for Christmas.

Bring it on, Montana snow!!

(Ok, so maybe don't bring it on. I was just kidding.)

weekly wisdom: a spoon full of sugar...

...makes the medicine go down! Or, in our son's case, a spoon full of Hershey's syrup. The pediatric nurse yesterday gave him some Decadron in Hershey's syrup at the office and recommended we give him his remaining two doses in something yummy at home to disguise its nasty taste. Two spoonfuls of drug-laced Hershey's syrup later, he is feeling a little better and slept well last night. Still got that darn cough, though.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

sick kid

Sam has been sick and crabby for the last 10 days, which I was sure was just another daycare cold. After another hellish night, Joe thought it was high time to take him to the pediatrician, so I made him an appointment. Joe took him today and the pediatrician was puzzled, but concerned. He started him on steroids (there goes what little sleep we were getting!) and said if he's not better by Thursday, he needs a chest xray.

So, send prayers and good thoughts out to my miserable-feeling baby!

Friday, December 12, 2008

Joe's birthday


Here's a picture of Joe's birthday cake. This year, I made it from scratch. Last year, I was pregnant and slacked, making it from a mix. Ok, this year I have an infant and slacked as well, ordering pizza. But, the cake was delicious.Here's the birthday boy with the cake and all its flaming glory. That's what happens when you're only 2 years away from thirty. Did I mention Joe's OLDER than me?

Tancie was there to liven up the "party". I forgot to buy party hats, so they improvised. Sleep deprivation...I tell you...it's better than drinking. And, in all fairness, Joe asked me not to post these pictures, but who can resist? So, I'll include my own party hat picture as well. (I got the giggles, as I frequently do, while posing. Again, sleep deprivation...cheaper than drinking.) Happy Birthday, Joe!

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

It's great to be 28!

Happy birthday, Joe!

We celebrated Joe's birthday on Sunday (although we substituted Kaufman lasagna for pizza). And, then Tancie, Sam, and I abandoned him last night. We'd already planned to go to Spokane on December 9th as the girls were scheduled to arrive today. They arrived early, of course, but since I'd already taken the time off, I figured their tired parents could use a little help.

What a great husband/uncle/brother-in-law to give up his birthday so his wife/nieces and nephew/brother-and sister-in-law could get some twin time in!

Love you, babe! Team Eddy says THANKS.

Monday, December 08, 2008

if you think it's easy...

...to get a picture of two parents, a curious baby, and 2 unruly Brittanies for your Christmas card...





....think again.


Thanks, Tancie, for your patience.

Sunday, December 07, 2008

weekly wisdom

I haven't been very good at keeping up this weekly column. Perhaps, I'm not as wise as I thought. Anyway...

We've been trying to cut down on feeding Sam at night, so we've been giving him his pacifier if he wakes up before midnight. And, I usually send Joe in to tend to him so I can get some blessed, sweet sleep before midnight rolls around.

One night, Joe came back after fumbling in the dark for twenty minutes or so. "We need to get some different pacifiers. Those white pacifiers on the light colored sheets...I can't find them fast enough.

I feel like I'm Helen Keller in there."

Wisdom here: Buy some brightly colored pacifiers. Or dark sheets for contrast. Or, just enjoy the image of your husband scrambling to find a pacifier with the Braille method.

Saturday, December 06, 2008

Friday, December 05, 2008

a different perspective

At our Cabela trip, we looked at all the animal displays. We saw an African scene with a lion holding down a wounded zebra. The zebra had a bloody scratch on its shoulder.

Jen: Look, Noah. That lion is going to eat that zebra!
Noah: No, Ninang, he's not.
Jen: He's not?
Noah: He's scratchin' his back. And, oooh! He likes it!
(He then wiggled like someone was scratching his own back, chanting, "Ooh, I like it! Ooh, I like it!"

(To see the picture, click on this link, go to Photo Gallery, and click through to picture 11.)

Thursday, December 04, 2008

the ericksons

Sarah, Wyatt, Peter and Luke came by the Eddys' house last Wednesday and graciously fed us all breakfast. Sarah, Amy, and I went to high school together. Bit of trivia: we were the Lewiston Junior Miss Court...our lives were different then. We slept as much as we wanted and had time to apply make up. Sigh.



Anyway, back to the present. We're now moms. And, Peter is four months older than Noah and Luke is one week older than Sam. It was fun to catch up with them and watch our kids play together.
Even if we don't sleep or put on make up any more.

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

dog whisperer

Three dogs, 5 adults, a toddler and an infant in one tiny house for Thanksgiving! Noah likes to hug each of the dogs and say:

"Oh, Schatzi. You are my favorite."
"Oh, Doc. You are my favorite."
"Oh, Moka. You are my favorite."


I don't think he quite understands the concept of "favorite" yet.

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Turkey Day

Hi, Sam here. We just got back home from my first Thanksgiving. We stayed at my Ninang's house. She said I was so fat I could be our Thanksgiving turkey. I don't know what she was talking about, but I did wear my Thanksgiving bib.
My Grandma and Grandpa Kaufman andUncle Jeff came up to Coeur d'Alene to celebrate Thanksgiving. I love my Grandma. She fed me sweet potatoes and pumpkin pie!

Here I am with my Uncle Jeffrey, Dad, and Grandpa. Mom says she loves "all her boys".
We ate dinner at Aunt Rissa and Uncle Mark's house. Afterwards, everyone played our usual game of Jeopardy. Mom's team won and, as a prize, they get to do a dance in front of all the losers. This is Aunt Hailey, Aunt Tance, and Mom doing the running man.
I can't wait till next Thanksgiving. I'll have more than one tooth then and can really dig in!

Monday, December 01, 2008

a trip to Cabela's

We took Noah and Sam to Cabela's the Friday after Thanksgiving. Noah had been to Cabela's before and kept saying, "Oh! Cabela's! Are we going to Cabela's?" over and over again.

While Joe, Dori, Fred, and Jeff shopped, the little boys and I toured Cabela's. Noah had a good time playing in duck blinds...

...crawling in dog tents....

...flipping boat seats up and down...

...shooting guns with uncle Joe.

Sam slept in his stroller, which made our trip a little easier. One active boy at a time!