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Pulling weeds with Daddy.

Easter brunch

So I'm 6 weeks behind in posting. Whatevs.

As I mentioned last week, we had a really great Easter brunch this year. Great friends, excellent food, a successful egg hunt on a perfect Spring day, and mimosas for everyone!

I entered an on-line drawing of sorts on the blog Hello My Sweet  featured in April on the amazing Amy Atlas' blog, right here. The prize was custom Easter printables for the brunch. I had been on the fence about whether to hold the brunch, but then when I received the notification that I won, it was game on and out came the cookbooks to figure out the menu.

The menu included candied bacon, goat cheese frittata, Widmer apple pancake, roasted asparagus, mixed green salad, Grand Marnier french toast, ultimate banana bread, trifle, French macarons, fruit kebobs, mango mimosas, and mocha frappuccinos. It was a feast! And that ultimate banana bread was the best I've ever had. If you want the recipe, leave me a comment and I'll e-mail it to you.

A HUGE thank you to the gang at Hello My Sweet for hooking me up with such great printables. It really pulled the brunch together and they were great to work with. I'll definitely use their services for future fetes. 

 
 
 
 
 

Hoppin' down the bunny trail

One more catch up post.

As I think I mentioned earlier this week, little c enjoyed a couple of Easter egg hunts. The first was at church on the Saturday before Easter. The second was the following weekend in our backyard after we had our Easter feast (post coming on Monday about that event). At both hunts, he found 2 eggs, one for each hand and he was a very happy little boy.
 
 
Keeping them close.
This was at breakfast on Easter morning. He was hands-down the coolest toddler in Finns that day.
After the Easter feast. He was so excited to find these, or rather, have Mommy point them out for him and drag him over to force him to pick them up.
The leftovers that the big kids didn't want.

 

There's nothing to see here!

Every month I receive the monthly newsletter from the daycare and every month there is a write-up on the previous month for each class. They talk about each child and mention something new they might be doing or a characteristic of the child, or a favourite activity. You get the point.

 I opened it up today and spit out my water when I read the part about little c:

"Cohen is our “official climber.” He loves to climb on the table when he thinks that nobody is looking then hurry and get down before he gets caught."

 I'm laughing as I type this because it's so true. He thinks he's being so sneaky and when you catch him, he scurries as fast as he can and runs away and starts playing with something else, as if he was NEVER on the table.

 I see this leading to many more things he "wasn't" doing.
"Not" drawing on Mommy's work that she brought home. This time he wasn't fast enough to scurry away.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Conversations with Cohen

Me: Look Cohen, a bus!!

Cohen: Whoaaaaaa. Buh!!

Me: Oh look Cohen, do you see the big truck?

Cohen: Whoaaaaaa. Brrrrrrrmmmmm.

A few minutes pass by...

Cohen: Boobies!!

And that was our conversation on the way to school today.

Where to begin?

It's been so long, I honestly don't know if I can remember all that's been going on around Hancock Manor the last month. And I also don't know if you really care. You probably don't, so I'll try not to bore you with the mundane.

Let's see, we had a great Easter Brunch one week late, of course. I just can't seem to do anything on time anymore. I'll post photos this week. Little c had his first Easter egg hunt and found a whopping 2 eggs, which was plenty--one for each hand. We milked those eggs for a few weeks by hiding them around the yard and seeing if he could find them. He actually found one today that I had forgotten about. Ah, fun with toddlers.

Little c is sporting some fancy new teeth too. 8 to be exact. He's got a real mouthful now. Big C keeps wanting to give him a steak to try them out, but my little vegetarian will have nothing to do with it. But he IS trying them out on the kids at school. So much so that we're getting incident reports on a weekly basis. Not sure the reason. I don't think it's because he's teething. I think we've got an aggressive one on our hands.

The little man is also having more tantrums and hitting us or throwing stuff at us when we say no or try to redirect him from what he shouldn't be doing (climbing into the fireplace, climbing into the dishwasher, pulling all the toilet paper off the roll, you know, naughty toddler stuff). I don't have a plan for how to discipline him yet. I need to talk to more moms and do some reading of books. I'll take any suggestions you have. Just leave them in the comments. I think first up will be "Love & Logic". Let's just see if it will work on a 17 month old.

Climbing onto the dining room table and trying to hang from the chandelier is a new activity around here. And the spice rack is his new BFF. We cannot keep him out of it, nor is there anyway we can keep him from opening it (it's right beside the oven and slides out). Saying "no" and again, redirecting him, is not working. Maybe I should replace the jars of spices with mini vacuum cleaners that turn on as soon as he opens the drawer--you should see how fast he hightails it out of a room when I pull that badboy out.

Oh, and we had our first vomit experience the other day. We woke up Saturday morning to a boy covered in corn, beans and sweet potatoes. Looked like he had thrown up sometime in the night and rolled around in it. Didn't cry. Didn't make any noise to warn us that something was going down (or coming up I should say). He then proceeded to have the runs every 15 minutes all day and had the worst diaper rash ever. It was so bad that we decided to air him out and let him go without a diaper on. It had been awhile since he's had an explosion so we put him on a towel on Big C's lap while they watched Baby Einstein. Well, that was a bad move as we soon discovered. Not only did he let loose on Daddy, but when I picked him up run upstairs with him, he crapped all the way up the stairs, through the kitchen, down the hall and in his room, screaming the entire time. He was covered, I was covered, and Daddy was covered. Poor kid. But he recovered and was his happy self yesterday and today.

And he got his second haircut ever. He started screaming as soon as we walked in the joint. Screamed the whole time, even while sitting on my lap to get the cut. I think we're going to let him grown it out.

It's been raining a lot this spring. The wettest spring we've had since 150 years ago in fact. Breaking records left and right. Makes for a stir crazy toddler, with stir crazy parents. There's only so many times you can take your child to Barnes & Noble so they can wander around the kids section pulling books off shelves and waiting patiently for the big kids to finish playing with Thomas.

And finally, our big news is that Big C has been accepted into the MBA program at Westminster College here in SLC this fall. Big stuff. We're thrilled and scared, all at the same time.

There you have it. You're all caught up on all things Hancock. And now a photo of the one that delights us every day. One thing remains consistent, those cheeks!

 

We're still alive!!!

Wow, I cannot believe I haven't posted anything since Easter! Wow! I just realized tonight I haven't even turned on the home laptop in about 3 weeks. Where has the time gone?

Updates coming soon since the forthcoming long weekend is supposed to be cold and rainy. I see a lot of catching up in my future!

In the meantime, a photo of C Bear for your viewing pleasure.