Monday, April 29, 2013

Reminders ...

The AZ Gautreaux group hasn't been the picture of health lately. Ada and I even got a stomach bug. Ada has never thrown up before so I think she was quite surprised and understandably upset about it. I don't think she understood why I was as upset about it -- there is nothing that makes you feel more like a pathetic mom com flick than sitting in bed at 3 a.m. covered in your child's vomit while they snore away on your shoulder and you uncomfortably lay there with your pillow never quite in the right place. Fifty million loads of laundry later ...

We're feeling better -- well, Ada and I are. Jeffrey has finally succumbed to the cold part. Happy Birthaversary my love!

While she's been sick, Ada has been waking up cheerful and full of energy. She sings, dances, destroys, and generally makes the cute.

I knew she was feeling better today, albeit a little tired, when she woke up as her normal jerky self.

"Do you want milk?"
"No milka!"
"How about water?"
"NO WADAHR!"
(I poke her in her belly just to annoy her)
"Uh UH! CARRY ME!"
Then I pick her up and carry her around while I make coffee and she does about 10 minutes of nerve-grating wingeing noises that make me want to tie her to a hill top.

The fun part this morning was when she mimicked me saying, with great feeling, "I HATE THIS!" it even came with a trademark Kat Foot Stomp and a little fist shaking.

Sometimes when things aren't going particularly well between us, I like to look at pictures of her when she is being adorable. It keeps me from selling her for big bucks. Here are a few recent ones.

From the other day: Ada doesn't always refer to painting as painting, but frequently as "I make dots!"



Getting ready to go to school Thursday... before the pestilence hit.

These are from this morning after we'd taken a shower, gotten dressed, and the wingeing had stopped. She's making tea. Ada loves a little cuppa of English breakfast with lots of sugar and milk. She makes the tea bag, "Jump! Jump!" and drinks it out of her little porcelain Beatrix Potter mug with the "Bunyays!"

Her legs kill me. Even when she's being an asshat, I still want to grab her and munch her legs.

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Pumpkin Bread Baking with Ada

Baking with Ada is always a good way to mess up the kitchen.

She's getting much better at dumping the ingredients into the bowl and can even crack the eggs (we're still working on where they go AFTER the cracking...). She also counts, "One, two ... one, two ... one, two ..."

Today we Skyped NC while we worked. My dad snapped these via Skype so they aren't super quality, but you get an idea of what it was like.




















Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Watson Lake Hike

Today was sunny, a little chilly, but since the last few days have been windy, cold, and drizzly we needed to get out and stretch our legs in the sunshine.

Our buddy Coral and her mom, Allison, accompanied Ada and I out for a hike.

Enjoying a little break on one of the benches. 
Views of the creek below from the bridge. (Dad, there was NO WAY for her to climb over and drown, stop worrying.)

Peeking!

Friends on a log admiring their sticks.

Coral and Allison had to go, but we lingered a bit longer, enjoying our shadows. Ada, at one point, experimented with getting her shadow to dance with her. It was awesome. I didn't get video. Maybe next time!

Thursday, April 4, 2013

First Day of Toddler School

Today was Ada's first day at Cedar Tree Montessori. She's signed up to go three days a week at the baby-toddler school.

She came with me to check it out the other day and she blended right in so I wasn't too worried about her freaking out. (She sidled right up to the breakfast table and asked to eat.)

These are pictures of her getting ready to go this morning.





Jeffrey dropped her off. She spent the day through breakfast, lunch, naps, and snack. I picked her up at 3:30 p.m. and I had spent the whole day wondering what she was doing, what she was up to, how she was feeling ... it made me anxious.

Apparently she spent the whole day just happy as a clam. She even napped with everyone! I'm amazed!

When I picked her up, Ada didn't even really look up ... just waved and kept right on doing what she was doing.

The ladies told me what a great kid she was, what impeccable manners she has (I'm not really sure what that means in regards to a 1.5 year old) and what a good dancer she was. She even sat in circle.

I can't believe it: we, so far, have created a nice human capable of going to school for the day and not only having a good time, but not driving everyone around her insane.

Ada, you are just the greatest!

Sunday, March 31, 2013

Easter with Ada

Last night we dyed Easter eggs with Ada. Her technique was to take an egg and toss it into a cup of dye, then grab the egg out with her hands. It worked pretty well! She also used a paintbrush to dab at them.

Focused on the task at hand. 


This morning The Bunny came and hid the eggs and left a basket of goodies. She didn't really get the idea of gathering the eggs, but she caught on very quickly to the delights that are jelly beans. Maybe we shouldn't spring new holidays on her when she's just woken up.

See the egg she has cradled in her arm? Filled with jelly beans.

Ah-ha!

Smile!

Jelly bean morning face.

We planned to meet at the zoo for their Easter shindig at 10 a.m. The plan went perfectly. The Sages got there a little early and secured a table by the sand area and petting goats. Coral and her group got there right after us. We had some snacks, petted the goats, heaved sand around and had a lovely time.

Sophie on a goat box.

Ada in the goat area.

Coral checking out the goats.

The Boys.

Friends on a fence.
Kate with Sophie and Coral at the sandbox edge.

Then it was time to check out the egg hunt. The little kids had a set time so they weren't run over by big kids. I would say the expectations of the zoo organizers or how much control small children have over their desire to run and grab objects obviously set out for them might have been a little high. They had the parents line the kids up at one end, and then had them hold onto them for about a minute too long. Ada wasn't thrilled. It was fun watching all the chaos though! 

Waiting...

Right before they released the kids. That teen dressed as a bunny wasn't particularly excited about it.

Sophie and Kate always look like they mean business.

She was very focused on the activities at hand, but only picked up three eggs. Her hair is retaining the shape of her lost ponytail holder...

General shot of chaos. I don't think we know anyone in this frame.

Friday, March 1, 2013

Pictures of Ada

Because my dad probably excitedly ran over to the computer when he got a notice about my blog being updated only to find a really lengthy discussion about slipcovers...

Gak!

Wee pony!


The Secret to Having White Slipcovers

I bought my Ikea Ektorp sofa and chair when I got married nearly six years ago. Jeffrey and I went to Ikea and took our meager money and plunked it down after reading so many people’s joy over white, slipcovered furniture with dogs.

“You can bleach it back to like new!” they’d exclaim on blogs. “So easy!” “Crisp and clean!”

However, I have found owning white slipcovers a mixed blessing with it being about 70/30 of mix. The great thing about Ikea slipcovers in the Blekinge White is that they are cheap. So cheap, when they seem beyond cleaning, you can just get another set. That’s the good part (30%).

The bad part (the 70% part) is that it has been agony to clean them. The instructions say to wash, cold, and air dry. So you end up with so-so clean slipcovers that have to sit somewhere for practically a day in order to dry, and then it’s incredibly hard to get them back on without scraping your skin off your hands and splitting a fingernail or two which then gets your hair stuck in it when you shampoo. It ends up being an unpleasant 48-hour process and I have been loath to do it, not to mention not wanting to wash my hair because of said fingernail breakage.

I’ve tried all kinds of schemes that mostly include covering the slipcovers, which is ludicrously redundant: White sheets over top that are easier to wash, covering it with a hippie tapestry, dying them, and spot cleaning. With a dog, a toddler, and a coffee spilling habit, I am always eyeballing them, wishing I could keep them clean.

And then, I found the secret.

I was Googling alternative slipcover options that could go in the dryer – I was ready to pay hundreds just to have a slipcover that I could wash, dry, and slide back on easily. Luckily, none exist and I, instead, came across a blog about a lady’s technique for her Pottery Barn slipcovers. I’m not linking to it because I didn’t follow all her steps. It did give me the idea to try a version of it, though, and it worked. It’s magic.

Everyone should immediately run out and buy slipcovered furniture. It really IS better!

This technique lets you hot wash for super white cleanliness and put them in the dryer, they don’t shrink, they come out spotless (except for the few places that had been stained months ago and I let it go out of loathing the process), it is super easy to put them back on, and they aren’t wrinkled!





Here it is. (Seriously, magic.)

You need:
1.     Washer that can handle at most the sofa slipcover in a single load,
2.     OxyClean or Biz powder (either laundry booster will do – I used OxyClean because that’s what they had at the store. I think the powders are more effective than liquid versions, just sayin’),
3.     Detergent – I used liquid as I think THIS is more effective (for the record I used Purex for most of the loads but ran out and switched to some Arm and Hammer stuff. I don’t think it made a difference), and
4.     Dryer with low heat/no heat delicate setting

So, you toss in your pieces. For the chair, I did the cushion covers as one load and the base cover as a second. With the sofa, the three back cushion covers as one load, the three seat cushions as one load, and the base cover as one load. This is a lot of loads of laundry. I understand.  It is totally worth it as it goes incredibly fast … well, compared to the old Two-Day Method from Hell.

How to do it:
1.     Put in a scoop of laundry booster and a cap to half-cap of your detergent
2.     Select the hot wash, whites option on your machine
3.     As the basin fills, put in your covers evenly around the basin – use a water level setting that will allow them to swish freely
4.     Go do something else while they wash. The machine need not be monitored.

Once the wash cycle is complete, you’ll then put them in the dryer. I used a dryer sheet because I loathe static and also it seems to help pull the dog hair off.

I chose the low heat/delicates option, put it on “more dry,” and then when it is just about to hit cool down, I pulled them out. They feel damp to the touch – like when you wash too big of a load of towels and rather then them baking to a crisp in the ultra hot setting forever, they still need another half hour spin. That’s the moisture level you are looking for: disappointing towel load.

Here’s where it gets good.

Now go over and put your slipcover back on your chair or sofa. You’ll find it is easy to redress your furniture. Yes, they will be slightly damp to your hand but they will dry quickly, don’t worry as this is where the magic is. Your slipcovers should be very clean and easy to put on because the moisture in the fabric allows them to easily be pulled on. You can even straighten the corner pleats and skirting at this point and it will dry as if you had ironed it.

Voila! No more waiting for your slipcover to dry on the deck where it gets dirt from the wind stuck on it and where it is inevitably going to dry rumpled and sad. No more breaking your nails and gritting your teeth trying to get them back on.

For a few of the set in stains, I went over them with a little paste o’ OxyClean with a hot and damp clean white kitchen towel. It did help lighten them and hopefully as I wash them with more routine in the future, they’ll disappear altogether.

It’s the way slipcovered furniture ownership is supposed to be. Now, when Ada knocks over my coffee while jumping off the coffee table, I’ll have no resignation in my heart at all to whip off the cover and stick it in the wash. In just one episode of Sesame Street, it’ll be back on and ready for another day!