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Friday, April 30, 2010

Afternoon delight

I've been working a lot lately. Yesterday, I had an appointment downtown at 11:30, and a doctor's appointment with Noah at 2:30, so rather than run back and forth all afternoon, I decided to take the afternoon off.

It couldn't have been a more perfect day for it - sunny, cool and breezy - or a more perfect decision. I came home while Elliot was napping, and Mandy took off for awhile. Noah and I went outside to play catch with a tennis ball - the cliche father/son moment - and for about 20 minutes, I was giving him pointers on how to throw, catch and field grounders. Each time I made a good throw or catch, he complimented me on it. "Good catch, Daddy!"

Then we sprayed bugs for a little while, before he turned his spray bottle on me. A little negotiation later, we went back to spraying bugs.

Around 2:00, Mandy woke up our mop-headed toddler to get him ready for our visit. We talked to Noah's doctor, dropped him off for a little bit, then went for a walk with Elliot in the stroller, just enjoying the weather and the chance to have a conversation without having to answer "Why..." a thousand times a minute.

We picked up Noah and headed for Brookside Park, a much more benign park in the springtime. No worries about out-of-control telephone poles during this season, only the worry about what germs may be in the sand Elliot is eating. For me, watching him do it is like hearing fingernails on a chalkboard. But what else are you going to do with a little boy who's all action. He doesn't listen to reason yet.

After an hour of this, we headed to Blue Grotto for a bite to each (see post below), where Elliot was insistent on crawling back to the kitchen to see how pizzas are made. About a dozen or so times. We finally strapped him down, enjoyed dinner, then went home to drop the kids off with Grandma so we could enjoy a few hours out.

Noah spraying "bugs"



Looking for the tennis ball after a misdirected throw


Back to spraying bugs



Running after the ball



Negotiations about the sprayer



Further negotiations after a warning spray



Handsome boy

I'll drink to that.

Noah had a cranberry juice. With just water, it looks like poor Elliot was the only one that got left out of the fun.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Why?

I thought this was a 2 year old thing. My 3 year old drives me mad with this question hundreds of times a day. Every answer I give him he wants to know why. Today I finally told him to ask God exasperated and unsure how to explain what causes wind.

Noah "God, why is it so windy?"
*short pause*
Noah "Mom, God didn't answer me."

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Trolley Run

Paul & I have both ran this race for many years through NASB. Even before we ever dated, I remember doing one with him. It's the funnest race in KC, in my opinion. And after having actually directly benefited from Children's Center for the Visually Impaired this past year after Elliot's eye surgery, it took on a more important meaning to us. I am totally out of shape and unable to run 4 miles, but was not about to walk it. Oh no. I would run and kill myself before I'd walk it. That's just my stubborn personality. I didn't want to kill myself, so I volunteered instead. I was assigned as a course monitor and blocked off a road. Unfortunately, I was a block off the race, so didn't get to cheer people on and really watch. But, it's an important job and I was happy to do it. Paul & the boys were nice enough to stop by and bring me a chair while I was working, so I was able to sit down some of the time :) Noah wanted to help hold the sign and do "teamwork" as he called it. He warmed me up, sitting on my lap too! A 15 month old and standing in the street stopping traffic don't mix though, so their visit was short.

Most people just drove by. Several honked, waved and gave friendly smiles. And only 3 were rude at being slightly inconvenienced. Over 10,000 people came out and ran 4 miles to benefit CCVI. WOOT! It was a great experience, but I look forward to running it again next year. I WILL be in shape next time!

A week without TV - recap

Well we did it! It wasn't bad at all. In fact, we had a great week. Noah really behaved better. I think the fact we had a lot of one on one time while Elliot napped and I was more engaging was good for us both. Instead of turning on Noggin, I set up his paints and easel and turned on the christian radio station for him when I went to put E down. Then when I came downstairs we just had time together. It was fun, but I didn't get as much done around the house either.

I have decided to definitely keep some of this going. I'm going to continue more one-on-one time with Noah when E naps, but if he asks to watch a show, I'll let him watch one a day I think for now. And then use that time wisely to get stuff done around the house. I may increase it to 2 a day. And when kids are sick, all bets are off.

No TV week was good for us! I would highly recommend trying it for yourself :)

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Day 3 & 4

I was too tired to post last night, but we are still going strong on the NO TV thing. Yesterday was a good day. And today has been good too, but the most challenging as we only had about an hour and a half outdoors before the rain came in. I didn't take them to do anything special. We went to the grocery store, but just have been home. Noah is keeping busy right now building a puzzle with the rubber mats (he dragged them ALL out of the attic).

I just told Noah that it was STILL raining outside. He was all optimistic and smiles as he replied "But, Mommy, maybe God will make a RAINBOW!"

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Sunk Cost

* warning: I use the word “shit” in this post a lot. I apologize in advance, but there was never a more perfect word to use in the following topic of discussion*

On my way to gaining a couple of degrees in the area of finance, one of the first and most fundamental things I was taught was the economic concept of “sunk cost”.

“Sunk cost” is money you've already spent and cannot get back no matter what. And a rational investor, as economists say, will completely ignore sunk costs when making decisions because the money is gone no matter what action is taken next. And the “sunk cost fallacy” is thinking that investments you have already made in something obligate you to finish them. You buy tickets to a movie, but don’t walk out halfway through even though you hate it because you’ve already spent the money. Even though you’ve already spent the money, you continue to decrease your collective happiness even further by sitting through the film because you’ve already spent the money.

This is easy to understand. I’ve been trying to analyze how I forgot this simple concept with the ownership of my last vehicle.

A bit of history: I’ve owned two Fords, a Chevy, several Honda’s and a Jeep. My first Ford was a piece of shit from the get go, but back then I was young, broke and had the time and ability to do a lot of my own car repairs (it helped that cars were not so complicated then). Given how much experience that car gave me, I became very capable, but fortunately, a red-light running truck quickly relieved me of this headache. My second Ford, which I drove through college, was as likely to leave me on the roadside in some small town in the middle of the night as it was to get me to my destination, which it in fact did more than once. At one point I poured what amounted to liquid rubber balls in the radiator just to keep it going. The Chevy lasted only a short while, and cost me nearly as much to repair as it did to buy. I finally bought a Honda, and for many years, through a string of Hondas, have never had a single major repair bill. In fact, the first one I bought – a 1996 Honda Accord – had over 350,000 miles on it and only recently met its demise courtesy of my sister, who used it to play pinball with on an icy Texas highway (hope you’re feeling better, sis). Had it not, I could have sold it for as much as I sold my Jeep, six years newer. After my first one, I swore never to buy another American car.

That all changed in 2002, when despite reading all the negative customer reviews, and against the advice of others who’ve owned them (or any other product manufactured by Chrysler), I bought a Jeep Grand Cherokee. I convinced myself that surely my luck would be different, but the fact is I just wanted it. I thought they looked great, had great off-road capability and I loved driving it. When it wasn’t in the shop, which wasn’t often. The truth is, that while they looked good, under all that shiny sheet metal and behind that luxury interior, they’re Chryslers – quite possibly the most poorly made automobiles on the road.

It’s quite remarkable how big a piece of shit it turned out to be. It stuns me even now to think about it. Not only is there not much on this vehicle that hasn’t failed yet, but the all-in cost of driving this vehicle the last 8 years is almost equal to the cost of buying a couple of Honda Accords., both of which would still be running and worth far more than a functioning Grand Cherokee. In addition to that, my love of driving it, coupled with my anger at paying for its upkeep, literally caused me to cease thinking rationally about it, and I did what rational investors should never do: I threw good money after bad.

The first step toward preventing sunk costs from mushrooming into super sunk costs, is to understand that the original idea was not a good one. In other words, admission of a mistake is required of the decision maker. That is often easier said than done. Mandy understood this as much as two years before I did, and told me as much. Every time I had something new go wrong, her response was “It’s a piece of shit. Get rid of it.” Of course, if you’re in the middle of it, it's hard to abandon projects into which you've poured time and money, especially when you've signed on to a course of logic - “Look, if I fix it, it will be like brand new. I owe nothing on it, so fixing it is cheaper than a new car payment. “
I said this through fixing the electrical system, the CD player, the front axle (x2), the rear axle (x2), replacing the air conditioner, the transmission, the rear-end, etc.

The rational mind would have said, “screw it, it’s a lemon - get rid of it”. But I hung in there, hoping I had fixed the last problem it had. But then one day, as I was driving home, I heard a knocking in the engine. Uh oh. The mechanic said he didn’t know exactly what was wrong with it, but it needed a new motor. I can get you a new one for $6,400. I got a second opinion from Jeep (who I had long since ceased going to for repairs, since they were such scam artists), and got a similar answer. I should point out that the Jeep, with a fully functioning engine, was not worth $6,400, so effectively the car was worth $0. And there were no guarantees that something else major might not go wrong next (although what it could be, I have no idea - I fixed everything on this car). Even then I was temped - with a new engine, it would be practically brand-new!

By the time I got home, however, I finally came to my senses. I dragged out a hose and bucket, washed it, vacuumed it, and put it on Craigslist for an absurdly low price, hoping someone would haul it away. I had it sold by the next morning, underestimating the number of people who knew how to fix engines. (by about a hundred, judging by the phone calls and emails).

If I had followed the sunk cost concept, and my wife’s sage advice, I would have sold this car while it was still worth book value, not spent more than it’s value in the subsequent years to repair it, and admit defeat by writing it down to near zero value.

It was a costly lesson, but one I don’t intend to repeat. Especially by buying another American car anytime soon…

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Crude Humor

Noah is at the stage that all boys go through. I know it's normal because many of his peers are going through the same thing. He makes obnoxious jokes and thinks anything involving poo-poo, pee, toots, burps, etc is hilarious. I am not encouraging the behavior, but it doesn't matter. He thinks he is so funny.

Examples of him & Hudson yesterday (yes, Hudson is in this stage too):
H- knock knock
N - who's there
H- Boo
N - Boo who?
H- Boo who, I'm a poo-poo
*both in hysterics after the punch line*

Noah will also point to some random thing outside and say it's frog poop or fox poop or some kind of poop and think it's a pretty funny joke. He's been quoted as saying "Tooting is my favorite because it's funny." "Mommy, Hudson is pee-pee & I'm poo-poo hahahahahaaaa"

I'm just waiting for the most inappropriate time for him to share his humor with the outside world.

Day 2 of no TV

Went well. Noah didn't miss it. I also didn't miss it because while E was napping, Noah went to play at a friend's house, so I used that time to get dinner ready. Score! I love my neighbors. This meant I only spent about 5 minutes getting dinner ready for the oven during dinner hour. And Noah had good behavior all day.

This morning we had a playdate at a friend's house, then some playtime at home along with lunch, then Noah went to his friend's while E napped. The afternoon we played around the hood with friends, rode bikes, played in the yard and went to the grocery store for a few items. Fed & walked the dog and then stayed inside the rest of the evening. The kids were already out of the bath when Paul got home with his new car and of course we had to put in seats quickly so the boys could take a ride around the hood. Noah think it's "really awesome!"

Now the boys are in bed and I think I'll follow. I'm so tired!

Monday, April 19, 2010

Project No TV day 1

I figured I'd post my days the next week while doing this to keep myself accountable:

-Spent morning getting ready, eating breakfast and letting the boys have some free play in the house
-Went to the park from 9:30-11:30. Met up with the BMA coffee club crowd (they go out for coffee then to a park every Monday. I skip the coffee part and just go to the park. Chasing my kids around coffee shops+spending money=what is the point?)
-11:30-picnic lunch in the backyard and let the kids play for awhile in the yard
-12:00 set up art project for Noah & went to put E down. E wouldn't go down (this is very unusual. My boy likes his naps. Had a fever of 99.6. Has had a fever for a few weeks off and on. This is getting old. His ear infection is cleared up, so I have no clue what is up).
-Let both boys play in the backyard until 1pm and then decided to pull an old trick I used to do to Noah and drive E to sleep.
-1pm put the boys in their carseats and E starts belly laughing (slap happy?) for NO reason. this sends Noah into hysterics as well.
-5 minutes later Elliot is passed out and I drive back home and put him in his crib
-1:00-3:00 Noah & I play with bubbles in the front yard, pick weeds, he blows "wishes" (dandelions), play golf with Hudson a bit
-3:00 E joins us for about 15 minutes when we decide we need ice cream and head to BR. Call to invite Hudson & Addison to join us
-4:00-5:00 Noah, Elliot & Hudson play in the backyard a combo of "waterworld" (a game N&H made up last week where they basically shoot water everywhere with squirt guns and spray bottles and yell "WATERWORLD" over and over) and throw big pieces of dirt at the fence (we had our lawn aerated last week). At one point Noah found a huge piece of dirt and yelled "MAZELTOV!" as he threw it. Yes, I make religious diversity education a priority. Ok, Ok, he learned it from a Black Eyed Peas song. But, I did explain what it meant when he asked.
-5:00-6:00 fed and walked Wally, then hung out inside until Paul came home

After that we had dinner and I don't know what else, because I did the usual zombie walk upstairs to escape into a hot shower when Paul got home :)

We had a good day. That is actually a pretty typical day except the 1-3pm time. We might spend half of that time outside playing in the backyard, but a lot is spent doing quiet activities in the house (playing blocks, etc with the TV on). I think tomorrow, during E's nap I'm going to shoot for some quiet play so we aren't so worn down by the end. I wanted to keep him active so he wouldn't ask for TV, but it's not like I can't just say no, right?



National turn off your TV week

So this morning I found out that this is National Turn off your TV week. I had just turned on Jack's Big Music Show for Noah and was about to head upstairs to get ready and decided, what the heck. I turned it off and had him & Elliot come upstairs with me to play while I got ready. We don't watch a lot of TV anyway, but I definitely take advantage of it when I want to occupy Noah so I can get ready, cook or clean up. The only time I consistently let him watch every day is when I put Elliot down for his nap. I usually don't have it on at all until then, so he's more likely to sit quietly while I put E down. Depending on my mood and how active our morning was I might let him watch for awhile or turn it off and do something together after I put E down.

So today I just set him up with his easel and paint to do an art project right before I went to put E down instead. Noah never missed it. The time I missed it, was about 5pm We had been outside and active all day (both of us). No sitting down while E napped. No sitting down ever. He was an angel all day until around 4pm when I think he just finally got tired. By about 5pm on that active of a day I'd have felt no guilt to let him watch Noggin (all educational preschool TV with no commericals) while I cooked dinner. And trust me, it would have been nice today.

I don't think TV is evil or really even that bad for kids when done in moderation, with age appropriate programming and properly monitored. Noah has actually learned a lot from the shows I allow him to watch. Heck, he knows more about wildlife than I do (shout out to Diego). One of his first words was "octagon" (thank you Moose & Z). He even speaks some basic Chinese (HOLLA Kai Lan!). But, I'm up for the experiment. I'm interested to see how it changes our life for one week.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

LOL

"because mommy has ADD..."

Noah is asking me "why?" constantly. About everything. Example: we were going out Friday when I realized I had left the diaper bag at home a few blocks down the road. So I explained to Noah we had to go back and get it. Our convo went something like this:
N "why do we have to go back home?"
M "because I left the diaper bag at home?"
N "Why did you leave the diaper bag at home?"
M "I don't know. I just forgot it."
N "Why did you forget it?"
M "I don't know, Noah. Because I have ADD"

Anyway, I forgot about the conversation as we have several of these types of discussions daily. But, Noah didn't. That night I asked him to tell Paul about our day. He was talking about what we did when he informed Paul, "and mommy forgot the diaper bag because she has ADD!"

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Park day

Just a typical day at the park. Except for the fact the boys were actually clean (yes, it was still morning), dressed cute & matchy-matchy. Plus, I had my camera in tow :)

Going fast on the bike trail. Even when he's got speed and gliding he still will periodically put his feet down and run like heck to go even faster.
Much appreciated break from pushing the swing addict

Top of the monkey bars
Now, how does Noah do this?
Poor E wanted to play in the sand, but Noah had other ideas for him. He has no qualms about just picking him up and moving him to play where he sees fit.


Excellent visual perception skills

Among Noah's strengths are his excellent visual perception. He recently scored 98% in this area (5 yr old equivalent). And I see it in his everyday life. He is always finding shapes, letters, numbers in random things and pointing it out to me. Everyday I have to cut his sandwich into triangles and he proceeds to bite it into rectangles, squares, 7's, L's, etc. etc.

This is him saying "Look Mom, it's a 4!"
"Now it's a boat!"

Monday, April 12, 2010

Strong Baby

When my little sister Sam was a baby (about 8 months old the first time), she did what became known as "Stroooong Baby!" The first time she did it, it actually freaked my mom out. She would squeeze her fists together and squeeze them so hard she'd shake. It was hilarious. It wasn't long before she would do "Strong Baby!" on request.

Well, Elliot has become addicted to swinging at the park. He also has his own agenda and lets me know when I divert from it. He screams when I try to take him out and then tries leaping out of my arms headfirst. Once he's down he'll run back to the swings in a stand off with me and sign "more", whine, pull at the swings, etc. Well the other day as he was doing this he got so mad he squeezed his fists and made a "GRRRR!" noise and shook. He did "STRONG BABY!". I was laughing so hard.

Yesterday I was telling the story to my mom and sisters, when Elliot must have been listening and did it! So we all laughed and made a big fuss about him doing "Strong Baby". All day long we kept asking him to do it and he did it and would laugh. It is so cute and hilarious! And, before you ask, yes, I do have video footage I plan on posting as soon as Paul downloads it for me.

In the meantime, here's a picture of him doing it this morning on command.

Brother pics, too!

And one of my handsome 3 year old
















Sunday, April 11, 2010

Making cute babies is a talent of mine (& Paul's)










These are some of my favorites. I have a CD with all of the high resolution images and a release to print them! So for family that wants any pics, just let me know. All of the pictures are available and fully edited in both color and black & white courtesy of Kami Brady.