The Adventure of Eating

So tonight Micah was very fussy about what he ate. I think it has something to do with the fact that he has yet another ear infection. The tubes are doing their job in that the ears are draining, but that isn't quite keeping his ears from being infected. He's on antibiotics now, both oral and drops in his ear, and we're hoping that this round will finally knock out the bacteria that's left in his ears. If not, cultures are in our future. But I digress... I tried chicken with Micah tonight. No luck. I tried cheesy vegetables. No luck. I tried peaches, which he normally loves. No luck. What did get him to eat a little bit? Control over his fork. Well, "control" is stretching it a bit, but at least he was trying to feed himself. He would pick up the food and then try to spear it with the fork. He can't decide which hand he prefers to hold the fork in! He didn't always get something on his fork and therefore in his mouth, but Micah took a lot of pride in his work! After dinner, we played a little peekaboo with the curtain by the door. Where's Micah? There he is!!

Save the Date

Big news!! Baby number 2 is due on anniversary number 5!!! Micah's little brother or sister will arrive around May 28. We're experiencing all the same feelings we did when we found out Micah was coming - gratitude, shock, amazement, queasiness (okay, that's just me) and excitement. Overall we're feeling really blessed to get to be able to be parents all over again. Micah has been such a joy that we can't wait to see what God has in store for us the second time around. And to answer a couple of questions: 1. Yes, we'll be finding out the sex of this baby as soon as we possibly can. 2. It's clearly not twins. Whew - dodged that bullet again! This is the picture that I used to tell Tim, as his birthday present, that he was going to be a dad again. The only bad thing was that I told him while he was driving us across the state on I-4. I think he almost crashed the car!

The Little Dinner that Couldn't...Be Eaten

I have grown to really enjoy cooking. The problem is that between working full-time (and often having to deal with evening hours for either Tim, myself or both) and chasing after Micah, I don't have either the time or the energy to cook as I like to. But I was all proud of myself this morning. I got out some pork from the fridge, cut it up, and marinated it all day. I couldn't find our skewers so I ended up making a stir fry. Look at how pretty it was!The only problem was the smell. The meat didn't smell quite right when I took it out the fridge that morning but I worked with it anyway because I was late for work. I noticed the smell again when I started cooking it, and again when I was done cooking it. I looked up on the internet and it turns out that pork only keeps 3-5 days in the fridge. My seven (or longer, if I'm totally honest) days was too long. so I took a picture of the prettiest dinner that we'll never eat. And then Tim brought McDonald's home at 9:00 when he was done with his meeting. Micah ate baked beans, fruit, half an ear of corn, and goldfish. I'm a bad parent tonight, but at least there's tomorrow.