Fun with the Family

We’re back from our long weekend in St. Louis. We’ve been home for a couple of days now and I’m finally caught up with the laundry and some emails (both daunting tasks).

We had a blast with the family. I loved staying up all hours chatting (even though I wouldn’t think of staying up past my bedtime at home), running through the sprinkler with the clothes I was wearing in the 112 degree temps (again, wouldn’t normally do this), and having an extra glass of wine after the kids are in bed (okay, I do this one).

With such a short time with the family, we didn’t make it to any major sights plus it was “too hot” outside (I just quoted my mom).  We spent our time visiting and catching up. It was one of the best trips we’ve had in this great city.

We were so involved with everything everyone was doing I completely forgot to take any photos of our time there…except for this one:

I can never pass up a photo op of yummy grilling! Kudos to Chef Uncle M!

This weekend the Cardinals play the Cubs! Is it wrong that I’m hoping the Cardinals win?

Meet me in St. Louis

Taking a long weekend in St. Louis to visit family today. I’ll be back early next week to catch up and see what all of you have been up to.

Have a great weekend!

Oster, are you there?

Due to the heat wave being over, my mom just left this morning to go back home. She was here almost a week and (because of the heat) we stayed indoors the majority of the time.

We pretty much spent our entire days together: cooking, cleaning, playing, reading, etc. There were times Oster and I did some of our daily routines: language class, library, grocery store, etc.

One thing that my mom really enjoyed participating in was the Skype-ing we did with my mother-in-law and my dad (on separate occasions). My mom doesn’t have a computer, nor does she want one. So you can imagine how excited she was to see Oster babbling with his grandpa and gram during the week. She was amazed at how clear the audio and images were.  She even got in the background to do a dance and add to the conversation.

After we “hung up” each time, my mom really wanted to get involved with the Skype-ing. I offered her our computer to Skype with our other family members but she said she wanted to Skype with Oster.  “How can you do that?” I asked.  “He’s right here…we only have one Skype account.” 

“Well,” she said. “I can use his laptop”. She picked up his plastic toy, put it on her lap, looked at the “monitor” and said, “Oster, are you there?” She talked to the laptop screen while Oster was standing right next to her. I wish I had my camera to take a photo. Both she and Oster had so much fun pretending. My mom had a giant smile on her face the entire time.  What a precious moment.

It’s because of the heat!

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My mom lives on the south side of Chicago with a one air-conditioning unit to cool her house. So, I asked her if she would want to stay with us knowing that the temperatures will be (and are currently) in the 100’s.  She gleefully accepted and has been here since Tuesday.

I forgot what it was like to live with  someone addicted to extreme weather conditions. My mom is in love with Tom Skilling, our local weather forecaster, and watches his forecasts religiously. During the winter months, she even goes so far as to telephone me and repeat his forecasts word-for-word.

Well, Chicago’s heat is breaking all kinds of records. This is fantastic news for my mom. Yesterday was the hottest day, with temperatures reaching 103 F and heat index of 112. She loves talking about the extremities and is now continuing to blame everything on the heat.

Act I

Me: Oster isn’t eating as much as he usually does for breakfast.

Mom: It’s because of the heat.

Me: But it’s cool in the house.

Mom: It doesn’t matter. It’s hot outside.

Act II

Me: I think I put too much salt in the egg salad.

Mom: It’s because it’s hot out.

Me: What?!?

Mom: Yeah, your body loses salt in the heat so you should eat more of it to make up for it.

Me: Ummm…what? That doesn’t make any sense.

Mom: Yeah, well…whatever.

There is never a dull moment when my mother is around. She knows her weather obsession is over-the-top and allows us to laugh with her about it (although she’s 100% serious).  She has mentioned the heat at least 25 times since she’s been here. She even changes the subject of whatever we are talking about just to talk about the weather.

With most sincere love, I seriously think my mother would be a great Saturday Night Live character.

Eat Your Heart Out

As most of you know, Oster is allergic to dairy. My dad is staying with us for the week (from Georgia) and it’s taking him awhile to get used to our “no dairy” policy.

Every time my dad visits, he carries-out not one but two or three Italian beef sandwiches during his stay.  This is a problem in our house since most bread has some sort of milk content.

Well, I didn’t want to deprive my father of his beef, so I let the rule slide yesterday. I even let him bring fries into the house.

My dad was amazed at all of the precautionary measures I had to set up before I let him open his wrapped sandwich.

I was quite pleased that my father was understanding and really followed the rules (he tends to be a rule-breaker when he stays with us ). We were on high alert with the sandwiches and extremely careful in washing our hands and mouths after eating them.

Yesterday’s lunch just proved to me that I can put a little cream in my coffee sometimes and even enjoy a chocolate cake with real chocolate and real butter. I’ll just indulge in these luscious dairy treats when Oster is asleep, like right now…it’s 6am and I’m eating chocolate cake.

A Pool with Rules

Summer is here and we’re finally breaking out the killer gift my mother-in-law gave Oster: a splash pool. 

Before we could set it up we had to remove a very large sticker and an Owner’s Manual. I thought it might be wise to read the manual to see if there is anything we need to concern ourselves about (since this is the first splash pool we’ve ever owned).

According to the manual, there are a few safety measures that we are instructed to follow:

First – “Keep unsupervised children from accessing the pool by installing fencing or other approved barrier around all sides of the pool.”

Second – “Do not dive into this pool.”

Third – Apparently only women can watch their children swim. Sorry, Andy: