Yesterday Zachary told Chad that he ate Heiney Oodles. Confused - Chad asked for clarification. Z said Ms. Carrie cooked Heiney Oodles for Heiney New Year.
One of Zachary's Ms. Carrie Friends is from a Vietnamese family and her mother brought supplies for celebrating the new year.
So the translation from Z speak to English is Zachary had Chinese Noodles for Chinese New Year.
Happy Heiney New Year!!!!
Friday, February 8, 2008
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Deeeeliciousss
Not really relevant to the title but made me laugh -- this weekend Zachary started singing Nah Nah Nah Nah...Nah Nah Nah Nah....Hey Heeeyyyy Goooood Bye... WHAT? Where did he learn that??? He cracks me up!!!
OK the real point of this entry is on Saturday after getting his hair cut we went to Chicken A (aka Chick-Fil-A). He ate all his chicken and a bit of fruit but seeing that the play yard was just feet away he was distracted. He is struggling in play places to climb up to the top. He gets nervous when he gets too high and he (ahem) chickens out. He didn't play long since it was well into nap time and he asked for some Aheyescream (very Texas twang.) Not paying attention I ordered a Kiddie Ice Cream and forgot to ask for the cup. So Z was quite excited to see his Aheyescream Cone!
The whole point of this blog -- we are getting closer -- was that we buckled him into his car seat, he would take a lick of the cone, lean his head back, let the ice cream melt on his tongue, he would let out a big sigh, and then swallow and say deeeelllliciousss. He savor every single bit of that ice cream cone. A gentle reminder for me -- savor every bit and not just of Aheyescream.
OK the real point of this entry is on Saturday after getting his hair cut we went to Chicken A (aka Chick-Fil-A). He ate all his chicken and a bit of fruit but seeing that the play yard was just feet away he was distracted. He is struggling in play places to climb up to the top. He gets nervous when he gets too high and he (ahem) chickens out. He didn't play long since it was well into nap time and he asked for some Aheyescream (very Texas twang.) Not paying attention I ordered a Kiddie Ice Cream and forgot to ask for the cup. So Z was quite excited to see his Aheyescream Cone!
The whole point of this blog -- we are getting closer -- was that we buckled him into his car seat, he would take a lick of the cone, lean his head back, let the ice cream melt on his tongue, he would let out a big sigh, and then swallow and say deeeelllliciousss. He savor every single bit of that ice cream cone. A gentle reminder for me -- savor every bit and not just of Aheyescream.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Dinner's Just Not the Same
Last night was my first night with Zachary in a while (I have been gone for ten days at a show in Las Vegas) and I cheated and got KFC for the two of us. Chad had a presentation to do in Ft. Worth and wouldn't be back until after Z was in bed.
I spread his dinner in front of him - Chicken, Mac-N-Cheese, Corn on the Cob, and Blead (he sometimes uses an "L" instead of an "R" in certain words). I gave him his juice and then we bowed our heads to say the blessing.
As I started to take a bite from my sandwich, Zachary turns to me and says "Mommy, something is missing."
I looked around trying to imagine what he wanted -- PBJ? Squares? I asked him what was missing.
He looked at me and said "Daddy."
I spread his dinner in front of him - Chicken, Mac-N-Cheese, Corn on the Cob, and Blead (he sometimes uses an "L" instead of an "R" in certain words). I gave him his juice and then we bowed our heads to say the blessing.
As I started to take a bite from my sandwich, Zachary turns to me and says "Mommy, something is missing."
I looked around trying to imagine what he wanted -- PBJ? Squares? I asked him what was missing.
He looked at me and said "Daddy."
Christmas ReCap (a bit on the lengthy side)
Only a few weeks overdue -- a very VERY brief (HA!!!) recap of our Christmas in Colorado. First and foremost -- Gold Stars to ALL of the Martins especially the one under 3. Sixteen or so hours in a car is a LONG time for anyone but to be strapped into a car seat YUCK. Needless to say Zachary did get his MacDonalds. (I think he says MACDonalds instead of McDonalds because of Old MacDonald's Farm song)
I was queezy and whining (shocking!) but Chad stayed in good spirits I think by focusing on the fact that he would be skiing. We got to my brother's house - Uncle The Jamey's House according to Z -- and started to relax. We were able to walk to mass on Christmas Eve and again Zachary did surprisingly well through church.
Opening presents was interesting. A Leonard tradition is opening gifts on Christmas Eve and then gifts from Santa on Christmas morning. Even though this was a "lean" Christmas there were gifts spilling out from under the tree. This Christmas was the first where Zachary understood what presents were about and that he gets toys and fun things. He was beside himself with excitement and was in other peoples business when it was their turn to open a gift. He constantly asked "WHAT IS IT?" "WHAT IS IT??!" I will have to have Chad insert some of Z's other funny comments. He would just be so happy and excited opening the gifts -- lots of oh my gosh type things.
He started losing patience toward the end. He only wanted to open his gifts and not wait on others. Another tradition is that we all take turns going from youngest to oldest opening gifts and the young ones deliver gifts to others. He was getting a bit tired but seeing that we had been opening for several hours (I told you a LEAN Christmas) it is understandable.
We woke up to a truly (and forgive the sacchrine nature of this comment) magical beautiful Christmas morning. It had snowed all night and was still snowing in the morning those big soft flakes you see in the movies. I think all of us were taken by the beauty of that morning. We spent more time opening gifts. Jamey cooked an amazing Christmas dinner and continued to stun me with his culinary skills.
Zachary didn't really get the Jesus connection to Christmas. I guess I thought he was getting old enough but he wasn't quite there. He didn't even really play with his Little People Manger set. We'll keep trying.
We left for Winter Park the next day but not before Z, Chad, and Uncle The Jamey were out in the snow. Jamey was clearing the cars and Z and Chad were "helping." The snow came up most of Z's leg (almost to his crotch) and he was a little unsettled about it. He said it was "deep" in a very concerned manner. He watched his dad make a snow angel and really wasn't sure what to make of it.
The condo in Winter Park was GREAT! Perfect for us. Gramma, Z, and I stayed indoors mostly while the big boys went skiing. Zachary was getting a little more irritable and ornery each day. I think the fact that he was cooped up and not eating right and not a good schedule all added to the mood issues.
I do think the highlight of Winter Park was watching Z sled down a tiny hill. His laugh was indescribable. Even the pictures do not do it justice. He really enjoyed himself. I wish I had gotten out with him earlier so he could have done it more days. I think the only reason he asked to go in after about ten trips down the hill was because he is a bit shorter than us and was again nearly waist deep in snow and got cold.
I will let Chad expand and elaborate on our Christmas shenanigans. He'll probably want to mention skiing a couple more times since I was the lazy one. Jamey has a funny story of Z sliding on the dining room floor in some dance move but I didn't see it so I can't do much with it but it made Jamey roar with laughter.
Two quick Z speak phrases that Uncle Jamey enjoyed:
After riding in Uncle Jamey's vehicle - Jamey said something about his car and Z corrected him: "Its not a car Uncle Jamey, it's a Jeep."
And after calling Z silly, Uncle Jamey was corrected again: "I'm not silly, I am funny."
Merry Christmas to all!
I was queezy and whining (shocking!) but Chad stayed in good spirits I think by focusing on the fact that he would be skiing. We got to my brother's house - Uncle The Jamey's House according to Z -- and started to relax. We were able to walk to mass on Christmas Eve and again Zachary did surprisingly well through church.
Opening presents was interesting. A Leonard tradition is opening gifts on Christmas Eve and then gifts from Santa on Christmas morning. Even though this was a "lean" Christmas there were gifts spilling out from under the tree. This Christmas was the first where Zachary understood what presents were about and that he gets toys and fun things. He was beside himself with excitement and was in other peoples business when it was their turn to open a gift. He constantly asked "WHAT IS IT?" "WHAT IS IT??!" I will have to have Chad insert some of Z's other funny comments. He would just be so happy and excited opening the gifts -- lots of oh my gosh type things.
He started losing patience toward the end. He only wanted to open his gifts and not wait on others. Another tradition is that we all take turns going from youngest to oldest opening gifts and the young ones deliver gifts to others. He was getting a bit tired but seeing that we had been opening for several hours (I told you a LEAN Christmas) it is understandable.
We woke up to a truly (and forgive the sacchrine nature of this comment) magical beautiful Christmas morning. It had snowed all night and was still snowing in the morning those big soft flakes you see in the movies. I think all of us were taken by the beauty of that morning. We spent more time opening gifts. Jamey cooked an amazing Christmas dinner and continued to stun me with his culinary skills.
Zachary didn't really get the Jesus connection to Christmas. I guess I thought he was getting old enough but he wasn't quite there. He didn't even really play with his Little People Manger set. We'll keep trying.
We left for Winter Park the next day but not before Z, Chad, and Uncle The Jamey were out in the snow. Jamey was clearing the cars and Z and Chad were "helping." The snow came up most of Z's leg (almost to his crotch) and he was a little unsettled about it. He said it was "deep" in a very concerned manner. He watched his dad make a snow angel and really wasn't sure what to make of it.
The condo in Winter Park was GREAT! Perfect for us. Gramma, Z, and I stayed indoors mostly while the big boys went skiing. Zachary was getting a little more irritable and ornery each day. I think the fact that he was cooped up and not eating right and not a good schedule all added to the mood issues.
I do think the highlight of Winter Park was watching Z sled down a tiny hill. His laugh was indescribable. Even the pictures do not do it justice. He really enjoyed himself. I wish I had gotten out with him earlier so he could have done it more days. I think the only reason he asked to go in after about ten trips down the hill was because he is a bit shorter than us and was again nearly waist deep in snow and got cold.
I will let Chad expand and elaborate on our Christmas shenanigans. He'll probably want to mention skiing a couple more times since I was the lazy one. Jamey has a funny story of Z sliding on the dining room floor in some dance move but I didn't see it so I can't do much with it but it made Jamey roar with laughter.
Two quick Z speak phrases that Uncle Jamey enjoyed:
After riding in Uncle Jamey's vehicle - Jamey said something about his car and Z corrected him: "Its not a car Uncle Jamey, it's a Jeep."
And after calling Z silly, Uncle Jamey was corrected again: "I'm not silly, I am funny."
Merry Christmas to all!
Neurosis of a Mother
I realize that this blog is for us to mark the memories and little moments that we swear we'll never forget yet somehow manage to let slip through our brains but I wonder if ten years or twenty years we will truly remember the sweetness of our little boy and his daily comments and actions. I am stunned at how much I can love him and his father but I don't sense this diary of sorts can truly capture it. Each story or blurb we type here has meaning -- whether making us laugh or shocking us at his insight or just too darn cute not too share but when I re-read I feel like I can not convey properly the emotions and feelings behind it. So my amazing son and dahling husband know that you are loved beyond measure even though I can not find the words to truly tell you so. This fact could explain why my novel has never been published.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
feathers
After a touching storytime between me, Mimi, and Zachary; Zachary looks up at Mimi and asks, " Mimi- do you have a penis?" [It took several repeats of the question for us to understand this] Once Mimi understood, she looked at me whimsically.
Zachary replies, "I have a penis, Daddy has a penis."
Mimi said, " no I don't have a penis."
Zachary matter-of-factly responds, "No Mimi you dont have a penis. You have feathers."
Mimi and I burst into laughter and tears.
Zachary replies, "I have a penis, Daddy has a penis."
Mimi said, " no I don't have a penis."
Zachary matter-of-factly responds, "No Mimi you dont have a penis. You have feathers."
Mimi and I burst into laughter and tears.
Sunday, December 2, 2007
It was a Happy Thanksgiving
I had hoped that we would return from Thanksgiving armed with all of the funny stuff Z did while we were in San Angelo but in all honesty it was a beautiful sweet holiday. Zachary played in a huge pile of leaves and built a gingerbread house and ate lots of green beans. So many great memories made this holiday. We did miss the Strosniders (especially MiMi) but it was warm and wonderful.
He did have a few moments where we looked at him and wondered if he was really only 2 1/2 (actually closer to 3 these days!! YIKES!) For example - when we pulled up to Chad's grandmother's house he said "we are at G-nanny's house!" because he recognized it or on Wednesday when MiMi said Happy Thanksgiving and he looked at her and said "No Mimi. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving."
Z added a new word to the Z speak language - hollilop. Chad and I LOVE this one -- hollilop! We have started using it because we think it is sooo very cute. When we visited MiMi at the bank where she works, someone was passing out lollipops and Zachary asked her for an orange hollilop. We laughed -- great word -- you should say it about five times - it is guaranteed to make you smile.
MiMi and I did giggle at another Z speak incident when he was talking to us about trains and weather. To retell this story via blog will not do it justice at all but I will do my best. Zachary wanted to go play and he told MiMi and me that he would play with the trains and the weather. I said "Weather?" He said "No Mommy - weather." MiMi and I both looked at each other, shrugged our shoulders and MiMi repeated "weather?" Zachary shook his head and said "Weather!" Despite all my expertise in this difficult language and all my translation skills I have acquired over the past year, I was at a complete lost. So I made one more desperate attempt to communicate with my son "Zachary what do you mean weather?" My son now completely frustrated said slow and phonetically "WEA - THER!" So I gave up and said something like Oh OK or oh yea or oh right. Something to convince him that we understood. I actually think he was more frustrated than we were. So he left the dining room to play and I followed him to the end of the hall to the TREASURE chest that held his trains. Context and visual aids are quite enlightening.
He did have a few moments where we looked at him and wondered if he was really only 2 1/2 (actually closer to 3 these days!! YIKES!) For example - when we pulled up to Chad's grandmother's house he said "we are at G-nanny's house!" because he recognized it or on Wednesday when MiMi said Happy Thanksgiving and he looked at her and said "No Mimi. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving."
Z added a new word to the Z speak language - hollilop. Chad and I LOVE this one -- hollilop! We have started using it because we think it is sooo very cute. When we visited MiMi at the bank where she works, someone was passing out lollipops and Zachary asked her for an orange hollilop. We laughed -- great word -- you should say it about five times - it is guaranteed to make you smile.
MiMi and I did giggle at another Z speak incident when he was talking to us about trains and weather. To retell this story via blog will not do it justice at all but I will do my best. Zachary wanted to go play and he told MiMi and me that he would play with the trains and the weather. I said "Weather?" He said "No Mommy - weather." MiMi and I both looked at each other, shrugged our shoulders and MiMi repeated "weather?" Zachary shook his head and said "Weather!" Despite all my expertise in this difficult language and all my translation skills I have acquired over the past year, I was at a complete lost. So I made one more desperate attempt to communicate with my son "Zachary what do you mean weather?" My son now completely frustrated said slow and phonetically "WEA - THER!" So I gave up and said something like Oh OK or oh yea or oh right. Something to convince him that we understood. I actually think he was more frustrated than we were. So he left the dining room to play and I followed him to the end of the hall to the TREASURE chest that held his trains. Context and visual aids are quite enlightening.
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