Breaking the fast

Johnny is bad at eating breakfast. The problem is that he's on the go the moment he wakes up and the last thing he wants to do is stop and eat. I guess I should be grateful that he'd rather play all day than eat all day, but sometimes I go a little crazy when I KNOW he's hungry and he just won't eat (that's what happened here). Therefore, when I find a food that he looks forward to eating in the morning, or even better asking for in the morning, I know I've struck pay dirt.

This is Johnny's new favorite breakfast:

Mini whole grain whole wheat bagel with vegetable cream cheese spread. I made the spread myself from a recipe in this gem of a book:

My friend Jackie, who works for an organic foods certifying agency, gave us this cookbook along with some other gifts for Johnny and Hank when we saw her a few weeks ago. So far? The recipes have been a hit. There are some really delicious-sounding ones in there like pumpkin polenta, which I think Johnny will like. And some puree recipes that I'm looking forward to making for Hank when he gets there. The author has all kinds of great recipes that have vegetables in them (like the cream cheese spread Johnny is eating) as well as healthy versions of junk food, like baked French fries, which I'll be making this weekend.

I'm really digging this cookbook and so is Johnny... obviously:

2x Bathtime fun

A few nights ago, Johnny and Hank took their first bath together. Please view the pictures below and soak up the cuteness.

Johnny giving Hank a hug

My little boys holding hands. Adorbs.

Hank smiling!

"Okay, Hank, you can stop touching me."

At first Johnny was a little upset that Hank was taking a bath without him. So he tried to get in fully clothed, which is unusual for him considering how much he enjoys being naked these days. After Johnny got in, he kept telling Hank to get up; I think he's confused by Hank's inability to do everything he can. I suppose he's never really interacted with a baby before and, thus, has no clue what they are (well, mostly aren't) capable of doing.

Anyway. The bath was pretty cute with Johnny loving up on Hank for a good five minutes. Then he was over it and was ready for Hank to get out so he could play with the bath toys.

Oil Change

When I was newly pregnant with Johnny, John and I bought a new car; a new Nissan Murano, to be exact. One of the bummers of buying a new car is that you are at their mercy in terms of warranty. In order for our warranty to be valid, I have to take the Murano in to the dealership for all maintenance and make sure that I get their special stamp in my little maintenance book. Now, this shouldn't be a big deal. Except that when you have to wait for two hours with two little ones just to get an oil change, it's a big deal. I HATE going to get scheduled maintenance on my car. Keeping Johnny entertained in a car dealership is hell. You know why? Because of all the pretty cars they have on display in the building. Remember how much Johnny likes cars? Yeah, all he wanted to do the entire time we were there was get in these shiny new cars and push all of the buttons... except that they were locked. So we played this conversation over and over again:

Johnny: "Car?"

Me: "Yes, that's a car."

Johnny: "In?"

Me: "No, we can't get in."

Johnny: pulling on the handle "Locked."

Me: "Yes, it's locked. They don't want people getting in their cars and messing with them."

Johnny: "Keys?"

Me: "No, I don't have the keys."

Johnny: "Keys?!"

Me: "I don't have the keys for this car, Johnny. I just have the keys for my car."

Johnny (beginning to melt down): "KEYS?!?!"

Me: I'm sorry Johnny, I don't have keys for that car. Let's go look at a different car."

Johnny: "Car?"

Over and over and over again.

Then one of the salesmen took pity on me after about an hour of this and helped me out:

This is Johnny in his new green Nissan XTerra... getting drool all over it.

I was so appreciative I wrote a thank you card for the salesmen and dropped it off later in the week. Thank you, Nissan salesman, for taking a few minutes to make my waiting so much easier. And F--- you Nissan service department for being so ridiculously slow!

The Night Sleeping Situation

When Johnny was 5 weeks old, I moved him into his own crib because he outgrew the nest he was sleeping in. I didn't want him to get used to sleeping in our bed and start a bad habit.

This time around? Forget it. Hank sleeps in bed with me and John so that I can nurse him whenever he needs it. I nurse him on my side until we both fall asleep. Then he wakes up a few hours later, I roll over, feed him on my other side and fall asleep. Rinse and repeat. Yes, I may be forming a bad habit with him nursing to sleep and needing to be next to me all night, but you know what? I sleep a good seven to eight hours a night (if not more) and actually feel somewhat rested the next day. Plus, Hank is pretty good at sleeping at night and has been for some time; more than I can say for Johnny at the same age!

Cosleeping definitely isn't for everyone, but it's working for us... remind of that when I'm complaining about how Hank won't sleep in his crib a couple of months from now.

Hank's 6 week photo

So he's actually 6 weeks and 1 day, but I figure that's close enough.

It's not the most flattering picture of him since he's making a funny face, but it's a close-up and he's actually wearing clothes!! Since he's usually in the ring sling and it's usually pretty hot outside, I rarely put clothes on the little guy. I figured I'd document this rare clothes-wearing event.