Cooking Lessons with Joshua

Ok,ok..so the picture is a bit outdated,but it still serves its purpose.

I had to share what happened over the weekend with Joshy.

Lately, he has been all about helping me cook, so this weekend we decided to make a banana cream pie for dessert.

I was responsible for measuring everything out just right and Josh's job was to pour it all in the mixing bowl. When we were done mixing it altogether, I would pour the mixture into the pie crust to let it set in the fridge.

All was perfect...great dessert, everyone couldn't wait to get into it. As Shawn is getting ready to take his second bite he calls me over. Nervously, I walk over to see what the problem was...and there, in our beautiful pie, was a red magnet from on the refrigerator. When I asked Josh who put it in the pie, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know Mommy, but it sure makes it taste better."

Well, we all enjoyed our pie, and I am sure that it was because of the extra ingredient Josh added to the pie. Maybe we have a little chef on our hands.

Funny From Joshua

Today Joshua decided to run around all commando...no clothes...just his birthday suit. As he was coming down the stairs on his butt, here was our conversation:

ME: Joshua, don't slide down the stairs with your naked butt. You'll get rug-burn.

JOSHUA: (after sliding down another stair) Oh no Mommy! Is my butt on fire?

Free at Last (or not)

Whenever any of my friends had children sleeping with them in their bed, I just knew I wouldn't be that kind of parent. Why would you LET your children sleep in bed with you? I would wonder.

Then....REALITY hit. Joshua has probably spent a total of a month in his three years, in his own bed. Whether it be that he wakes up in the middle of the night and comes in, or that he starts off in our room, Shawn and I have had the little guy in between us for a long time.

Out of the blue, three days ago, Josh decided he wasn't going to sleep with us anymore. He was going to sleep on the livingroom floor (at least that is one step in the right direction.) You would think we would have been ecstatic...I mean, imagine two adults finally alone...how great!!! Well, neither Shawn or I were prepared for that big change when he went on his own, but that lasted a whole two seconds.

I, who have slept on my side for the past three and a half years, can now stretch out in my big bed. For the first morning in years, I had not one ache or pain. It was actually quite delightful.

Though I will say, as nice as it was, it is still hard to see my baby growing up into such a big boy. But, then again, as I always tell Joshy...he will always be my baby.

Is this true for anyone else?

Has it really been 10 months since I last blogged? I'd love to give a bazillion excuses, but realistically, I just haven't felt much in the creative mood. So many things have happened that it just became quite overwhelming, and I retreated into a not so creative environment. But now, I hope to be back at least on a weekly basis as I am missing so many funny stories from the boys that have happened.

Ok, okay...quick update. Tyler is almost nine...can you believe it? I believe when I began writing this blog he was five. It is amazing to me how time flies. Ty is doing fantastic in school...couldn't be prouder; but when he is out of school, he is so wrapped up in his friends that it is impossible to have five minutes without him saying, "ok, what time can I play with my friends?" In five years I went from being best buddies with him to low man on the totem poll.



Joshy on the other hand is ALL about hanging around and lovin' on his mama. He is all boy though, just the same. Ever since Josh was born, I knew he had a daredevil instinct and boy was I dead on. He is the funniest, most energetic three-year old I have ever met. He has begun preschool and is doing better than we ever expected. He and his brother both should be able to take care of Shawn and me when we are older as they are likely to be doctors, lawyers, racecar drivers...



This year we are planning our first family vacation (without seeing my family in NY or Shawn's in NC) to Disney World. Everyday it seems that Josh is asking if he can hold Mickey's hand. Of course, I smile and nod and secretly hope he holds mine too.