tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6232115314311962172024-03-12T18:13:39.340-05:00Darcie, David, and Big MacDarciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.comBlogger650125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-50052692106432424952013-09-23T18:24:00.000-05:002013-09-23T18:24:08.035-05:00UghUgh, I have stunk at this whole blogging thing. Life here is good--we're settled in our home and feel pretty ready for Kiddo #2 to make his appearance in somewhere around 8 weeks.<br />
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Over the weekend, our new neighborhood hosted a subdivision party. It was awesome! One of the reasons we moved out here was so that we could live in more of a neighborhood environment and we've already met more friendly neighbors here than our entire 4 years living in Affton.<br />
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Back to the party...David was out of town, so a new friend (!) walked by our house and Mac & I walked over with her and her daughter. There were bounce houses, a kids' musician/comedian, a race, and an outdoor movie.<br />
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The bounce house was a hit. Mac was literally jumping for 90 minutes...he didn't even want to stop when his pants fell down.<br />
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This shot doesn't do it justice. There was a good 3 minutes when his pants were literally around his ankles. Luckily, most of the neighbors seemed to think it was as funny as I did...or at least they pretended to.Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-83391496692501993122013-08-28T16:30:00.000-05:002013-08-28T16:30:02.924-05:00Chicago TripDavid and I were looking at our calendar a while back. I noticed that last weekend was the ONLY weekend between now and November 16th (which, incidentally is 4 days before my due date) where we don't have a football game or wedding.<br />
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For reals. No "free" weekends until I am literally about to pop. Or, really, might have already popped.<br />
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So... we went to Chicago last weekend. Turns out that it coincided with an event called <a href="http://events.hitentertainment.com/us/day-out-with-thomas/" target="_blank">A Day Out With Thomas</a> at some train museum near Chicago. Plus I wanted to go to IKEA.<br />
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Thomas was a madhouse. Seriously. They had a FULL-SIZED train with the engine decorated like Thomas. Plus random train play stations, magicians, music, etc. Mac was so so happy....even though he had first watched Thomas two days before our trip,* he knew who Thomas is and loves him some trains.<br />
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It was totally worth the trip, although I couldn't help but remember when I used to take trips for reasons other than trains :)<br />
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That night we ate at a restaurant called Pilot Pete's. It was located at some tiny airport and overlooked the runway. In theory, you could watch planes land and take off while eating...we didn't see any of this happen, but Mac was being a near-angel and ate a ton. It was a cute place for kids, though.<br />
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The next day, we traveled across our hotel parking lot to visit IKEA. I had actually gone the day before during nap time so that the boys didn't have to watch me debate between throw pillows and various curtains. We were at IKEA a LONG time that day. Somehow, Mac was being a near-angel again. It might have been related to the new Thomas movie we allowed him to watch on the Ipad during our 3 hour shopping trip, but I would rather just claim that Mac is naturally patient, a trait he obviously gets from me (and here's the part where you laugh hysterically if you know me at all).<br />
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We got some needed items for our home...curtains for the nursery and sliding glass door, a HUGE book shelf for the office, shelves for the laundry room, and other small things, etc. It was a literal miracle that everything (safely) fit in our car for the drive back. I think we might even have had room for some more, but David didn't have as much faith in my car-packing abilities. I randomly snapped a shot of the backseat, but it doesn't do our full load justice. <br />
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On the drive home, David started talking about how we should go on a baby-moon...but I'm thinking that weekend trip to go shopping and look at trains might have to do it. At least it was fun :)<br />
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*Mac hadn't ever watched Thomas because I find the song REALLY grating. I used to nanny for a little boy who watched the same episode of Thomas on repeat, so that song would get stuck in my head. I don't mind Thomas in theory, but really can't handle that song. It's too bad that Mac fell in love and has been requesting to watch Thomas ALL.THE.TIME.Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-20283881402308980712013-08-21T20:24:00.001-05:002013-08-21T20:24:38.487-05:00Seeing Ourselves in MacLast night, David and I went to eat at Food Trucks at Frontier Park... we got some yummy delicsouness and Mac was having none of that. Seriously, I ordered the kid this thing with homemade chips covered in cheese and sloppy joes. Isn't that the dream toddler food? None.<br />
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David and I started talking about the characteristics of ours that we see in Mac. <br />
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From Me:<br />
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<li>Stubbornness...and occasional crankiness :)</li>
<li>Love of sweets</li>
<li>Ability to figure things out mechanically (he's good at putting things together, etc...not a skill of David's)</li>
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From David:<br />
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<li>Ability to ham it up all the time</li>
<li>Natural love of sports</li>
<li>Looks- David actually says "stunning good looks"</li>
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Makes me wonder what Little Tex will be like...<br />
<br />Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-84906741750096639722013-08-15T16:30:00.000-05:002013-08-15T16:30:00.288-05:00Letter to FriendsI read this <a href="http://www.scarymommy.com/talk-in-30-years/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+ScaryMommy+%28Scary+Mommy%29" target="_blank">blog post</a> this morning on Scary Mommy and I had to laugh. <br />
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For those of you who don't like to click links, I've added the letter below.<br />
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<i>Dear (insert name here),</i><br />
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</i><i>I would like to say that I’m sorry.</i><br />
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</i><i>I am so sorry that while you were telling me all about one of the
most important parts of your day, week, year my two year old thought it
would be a perfect time to take a massive poop and announce it to all
who were in a 280 mile radius of us.</i><br />
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</i><i>I am sorry that while we are trying to have a very serious
conversation about real estate, politics, spouses, careers, reality TV,
Dr. Visits, restaurant reviews, a new wine you recommend (do you have
some with you now?!) home renovations, family, money, and vacations my
two year old repeatedly yelled mommy at the top of his lungs until we
both could no longer ignore it.</i><br />
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</i><i>I am sorry that while we were trying to catch up about life in
general my two year old was asking for a snack as if I haven’t fed him
in 5 days, 6 hours and 3 minutes.</i><br />
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</i><i>I’m sorry that by the time I got him said snack I literally forgot
what we were talking about so we both put up the white flag and
surrendered to the fact that we may never know. The conversation we were
attempting to have has been put into a secret vault that only toddlers
hold the key to.</i><br />
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</i><i>I am sorry that the friend, sister, daughter, cousin, wife, niece,
granddaughter who used to listen to you without any distraction is
suddenly like trying to talk to a puppy, on crack, who just saw a
squirrel and possibly has to pee.</i><br />
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</i><i>Please take note that this is in no way a reflection of how I feel about you.</i><br />
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</i><i>This is just me… oh crap my kid is chucking sand at another kid, oh
shit he’s under water, oh my god how is he already up by the playground,
HEY PUT THAT ROCK DOWN MR.!!!, What are you eating now??? Is it actual
food??? Okay sorry where was I? And THIS is exactly what I mean.</i><br />
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</i><i>Just know that I miss you and I promise when my child turns 33 I will
be able to sit down and catch up on all the awesome things going on in
your life.</i><br />
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</i><i>Until then it’s literally going to be a crap shoot. I am left with no
choice other than to tell you I will see you in 30 years, for now I
surrender to the toddler.</i><br />
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</i><i>My deepest apologies,</i><br />
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This very well could be the truest thing I have ever read..except for that I'm not allowed to have wine right now, however much I would love it.<br />
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To confirm this, here is a picture of Mac roughhousing with a dog when we were having dinner at other people's home. He jumped on the dog until the dog got threatened and then we had to physically separate them before someone got hurt. Really, I was protecting the doc as much as I was Mac.<br />
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I can't help it--the kid loves trains. It's much more fun to take him to do something he loves than it is to force him to do something he doesn't. For everyone.<br />
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Close to where I work, there is an <a href="http://www.wfprr.com/" target="_blank">old mini steam train railroad</a>. You ride about a mile out and back, all the while shouting, "ALL ABOARD!" Wait... maybe that's just my family. We like to shout all aboard in case people aren't clear that is what a train says. <br />
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Seriously, this kid loves trains. We are considering a trip to a small town outside Chicago for some train museum and festival. Because who doesn't want to drive 10 hours with a toddler to stare at trains? I can't think of anyone :)<br />
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Mac was also invited to a birthday party at The Little Gym. He loved it...much more than the trial class we did about a year ago. It's making us think that we might switch back and forth between Little Gym and Soccer for Mac's athletic ability classes.<br />
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Mac also took the opportunity to show off his recently-learned drinking out of a cup without a lid abilities.<br />
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No one else took a picture of their kid drinking, which makes me think maybe this isn't that huge of a deal...but those other kids were older so whatevs.Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-9845953959280524842013-08-09T16:30:00.000-05:002013-08-09T16:30:00.804-05:00I'm back!As you probably didn't notice, I didn't blog for the whole summer. I got lazy and tired...mostly because I'm pregnant! And we moved! And Mac turned two! And we had a summer of adventures!<br />
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So, first things first...baby number two is on the way and expected somewhere around November 20th. And he's another little boy-which is awesome. David is especially pumped for "all the sports." My biggest battle is trying to argue that we can't name the new little man Mizzou or Tiger. I will win that one, so help me God. <br />
This pregnancy has been as uneventful as the first...I'm still running but might hang that up fairly soon. The only difference is that I'm more tired with less time for naps and shopping :)<br />
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And, moving! Our new house is awesome--TONS more space and in a great subdivision. It's out in St. Charles, so we are officially suburbanites. We've been meeting a lot of neighbors and this house already feels so much more like a home than the last--maybe it's because I can see our family staying here long term. <br />
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Mac Attack turned two! We had his party at the Museum of Transportation, where you get to ride on a train WHILE LOOKING at trains. And then you get to PLAY with trains. It was his perfection. The party was great. Our old sitter made the cake and she rocked it like usual.<br />
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We had an amazing summer--probably our best yet. This summer Mac was able to do things and actually interested in specific topics. These include...<br />
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Sadly (really really sadly), I had to go back to work on Tuesday. Mac started at his new preschool/daycare and David texted me this picture of the first day of school.<br />
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Needless to say, the expression on his face did not put me in a good mood. But they said he was happy and charming before David got out of the parking lot. By the second day, they said he had mastered drinking out of a cup without a lid and had been charming all the women. My little ham :)<br />
Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-66285239647076903852013-05-01T20:34:00.001-05:002013-05-01T20:34:20.926-05:00I might..... have all the sudden randomly stopped this blogging thing, but we've been spending a lot of time at the park lately. Mac can go down big boy slides by himself!<br />
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Time totally well spent away from blogging...Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-79726732111548330102013-04-22T16:30:00.000-05:002013-04-22T16:30:01.294-05:00Meal Plan MondaySunday: Nothing, we were traveling. I'm pretty sure I ate leftover pizza in the backseat of the car and David ate Taco Bell.<br />
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Monday: Turkey Burgers, Asparagus (bumped from last week)<br />
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Wednesday: Pasta with Fresh Tomato Sauce and Sausage, Salad, Rolls<br />
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Thursday: Turkey Meatloaf, Carrots, Mashed Potatoes<br />
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Friday/Saturday: Out...or we might grill something.Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-76183267638977174842013-04-17T16:30:00.000-05:002013-04-17T16:30:01.791-05:00Boston<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I, like many, have been thinking about the tragedy at the Boston Marathon on Monday. As a runner, this hit home for me. <br />
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Boston is the dream. A few years ago, I was in <a href="http://darcieanddavid.blogspot.com/2010/04/boston-and-providence.html" target="_blank">Boston</a> on race Monday and made David go to both the finish line and the race expo. <br />
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I was in awe...because, as a not-very-fast-runner, the idea of qualifying seems like a nearly unobtainable goal. It's the dream that I just might be able to accomplish if I really really commit myself to it. To me, qualifying would have been evidence (in jacket and medal form) of a type of tenacity I haven't yet found in my running life.<br />
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The idea of attacking this even is horrifying.<br />
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Worse, though, is the attack on the <a href="http://jezebel.com/i-ran-the-marathon-yesterday-and-the-crowds-were-amazi-473458018" target="_blank">spectators</a>. In both the marathons I have run (and most of the half marathons), family and friends have come to support me. These people did not get up at an unholy hour and stand around in the cold for nearly five hours because they WANTED to-- they did it out of love and support. <br />
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During my first <a href="http://darcieanddavid.blogspot.com/2009/10/marathon.html" target="_blank">marathon</a>, one of my happiest memories isn't the finish line--it's spotting David a quarter of a mile from the finish line and having him run the rest of the way on the sidelines near me. <br />
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In my second full <a href="http://darcieanddavid.blogspot.com/2010/11/marathon-recap.html" target="_blank">marathon</a>, the course was not crowded at all and there were many points when I was the only runner for a hundred yards or so. There was a point when I was near tears from pain and exhaustion and a lady shouted, "YOU ARE STRONGER THAN YOU THINK," to me. I have no idea who this angel was--but I remember her words to this day. She gave me encouragement when I needed it most.<br />
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My point is that attacking event is awful--but attacking spectators who are there in a show of love and support is beyond comprehension. <br />
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My prayers to all those who were impacted by this act. Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-8090969589506906432013-04-15T20:33:00.004-05:002013-04-15T20:33:30.522-05:00Meal Plan MondaySunday: Turkey Sausage and Pepper Calzones, Roasted Carrots, Kale<br />
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Tuesday: Turkey Burgers, Asparagus<br />
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Thursday: BBQ Chicken Corn Chowder<br />
Friday/Saturday: Out/LeftoversDarciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-41288501010647399752013-04-09T16:30:00.000-05:002013-04-09T16:30:00.759-05:00Race DayOn Sunday, I ran the Go! St. Louis Half Marathon for the 7th time (and I think that might have been my 10th Half Marathon, but don't know for sure) and it was more fun this year than last :)<br />
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David has been out of town at the master's until today (and can I just breathe a sigh of relief that he's back??) so I had my good from Henselface (real name: Laura) come over and spend the night. She watched Mac in the morning so he wouldn't have to stay in his crib until I got home at 10. Laura was a real lifesaver and was even understanding that I couldn't drink with her the night before a race.<br />
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Since Laura is a real gem, she even helped me watch a friend's infant that night (since, you know, we were going to be at home anyway, right?)... and stayed up with the baby until his parents picked him up. I went to bed, because I'm cool like that.<br />
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I got up at 4:45, ate breakfast, and piddled around until leaving at 5:50. I realized as I was driving to the race that this was my first year doing it ALONE. Every year before I either had someone I was running with OR some spectators. I have never driven myself before.<br />
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The race went pretty well. I didn't have a time goal (since I knew I wouldn't PR) but I did want to do better than last year, when I was not happy with my training or my time.<br />
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Last year's time 2:44<br />
This year... 2:10!<br />
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Yeah! I shaved nearly 35 minutes off (that's over 2 1/2 minutes/mile faster!). It wasn't as good as my all-time PR of 1:55 in 2010, but, hey, I'm a mom now. Training is TOTALLY different when you have to squeeze it in around a toddler.<br />
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After the race, I ran into some people from work, which was nice. HOWEVER, my family was running the Brew-To-Brew that day and my little sister kept texting me pictures of people that I knew in college and high school and haven't seen for AGES. AND my family had matching Lyndon Veterinary shirts (that, ahem, no one got me). Maybe next year I'll do the brew-to-brew and skip the Go! Maybe, ideally, they won't be on the same weekend.<br />
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On a sidenote, yesterday morning I got an email that said race pictures...so I clicked the link to see how I looked. I don't buy them...but I sure like to look at them. I got a little down because I looked pretty heavy in the pictures. Then I realized that I didn't wear a hat this year--they were LAST YEAR'S PICTURES! Bam! I haven't seen this years, but I'm around 30 lbs lighter. I did, however, wear the same shirt both years. Must be my lucky shirt. Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-41553665009518158042013-04-08T19:50:00.000-05:002013-04-08T19:50:23.586-05:00Meal Plan Monday!Here's the meal plan!<br />
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Sunday: Crockpot Balsamic Beef Stew<br />
Monday: Leftovers<br />
Tuesday: Chipotle Chicken & Rice, Salad<br />
Wednesday: Turkey Rice Casserole, Cooked Carrots<br />
Thursday: Hearty Black Bean and Sausage Soup, Biscuits<br />
Friday: Leftovers<br />
Saturday: Out! Never cook on a Saturday night!Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-14994833122410050842013-04-01T16:30:00.000-05:002013-04-01T16:30:03.621-05:00Happy Easter!I hope everyone had a happy Easter yesterday! <br />
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Our Easter week started last Saturday with our church Easter Egg Hunt. Mac did surprisingly well for the first 90 seconds... then just wanted to dump the eggs. Still fun, though.<br />
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He also got the opportunity to meet the Easter Bunny. In light of his previous FREAK OUTS with sports mascots and the fact that we wanted him to be pleasant for the egg hunt, we didn't force a hug or a picture. Mac chose to wave hello to him from a safe distance. He kept staring at him and didn't seem scared, which is promising. <br />
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Since the hunt was at a park, we had some digging time. Mac LOVED it. <br />
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On Easter Day, we went to our church with David's family. We got there super early because, even though there were 6 services, The Gathering can really pack the house. Our Pastor Matt encouraged us to take a picture of the crowd and share on social media.<br />
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Mac dressed up for the day...in an outfit my aunt bought for him for my sister's wedding with he was 2 months old... I think she purchased it for the vest and tie, but it worked out really well for today since the 2T suit fit perfectly.<br />
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In fact, David and I dressed up too. Don't we all look snazzy as a family?<br />
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After church I made Easter Brunch for the family at our house. It was SO MUCH less stressful for me than trying to keep Mac happy at a restaurant during nap time. </div>
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<li>Spinach and Roasted Red Pepper Quiche</li>
<li>Texas-Style Egg Casserole</li>
<li>Biscuits and Gravy</li>
<li>Turkey Bacon</li>
<li>Turkey Sausage Patties</li>
<li>Donuts</li>
<li>Crossaints</li>
<li>Orange Danish Rolls</li>
<li>Peach Cobbler</li>
<li>Lemon Cream Pie</li>
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Whew... needless to say, I was STUFFED when the meal was over. Luckily, my mother-in-law Debra cleaned my kitchen. We're the perfect match--I love to cook but hate to clean and she's the opposite. Perfect! Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-34759951505996472682013-04-01T16:00:00.000-05:002013-04-01T16:00:02.406-05:00Meal Plan Monday!Here's what's on the agenda for this week! I'm doing mostly freezer meals this week since I did a lot of cooking and shopping for the brunch...some of these were bumped from last week. Since our house is on the market, meals will get tossed to the wayside if we have a showing. Got to keep that kitchen clean :)<br />
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Sunday: Easter Brunch! <br />
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<li>Spinach and Roasted Red Pepper Quiche</li>
<li>Texas-Style Egg Casserole</li>
<li>Biscuits and Gravy</li>
<li>Turkey Bacon</li>
<li>Turkey Sausage Patties</li>
<li>Donuts</li>
<li>Crossaints</li>
<li>Orange Danish Rolls</li>
<li><a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/food-network-specials/peach-cobbler-recipe/index.html" target="_blank">Peach Cobbler</a> and vanilla ice cream</li>
<li>Lemon Cream Pie </li>
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Monday: <a href="http://onceamonthmom.com/sweet-potato-and-black-bean-enchiladas/" target="_blank">Sweet Potato and Black Bean Enchiladas</a>, Southwestern Salad<br />
Tuesday: <a href="http://freezermealsforus.blogspot.com/2012/09/buffalo-chicken-stuffed-shells-by.html" target="_blank">Buffalo Chicken Stuffed Shells</a>, Caesar Salad<br />
Wednesday: <a href="http://www.realsimple.com/food-recipes/browse-all-recipes/barbecue-glazed-salmon-green-beans-00000000056531/index.html" target="_blank">BBQ Salmon with Green Beans and Corn</a><br />
Thursday: <a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/2010/03/bbq-chicken-pasta.html" target="_blank">BBQ Chicken Pasta</a>, Cooked Carrots<br />
Friday: Leftovers<br />
Saturday: David at The Master's... maybe eating out for me :)Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-26079982773123366132013-03-28T16:30:00.000-05:002013-03-28T16:30:00.932-05:00Snow DayOn Monday, I had a glorious snow day. It sure beat going back to school after a week off :)<br />
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The snow was massive--about 12 inches of big fluffy snow. Mac LOVED playing outside and kept trying to eat it.<br />
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We also made a snowman... Mac "kissed" it...but was really trying to eat it.</div>
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I think Mac learned some awesome eating techniques when he was in Kansas... he loved on the jelly I put on his English Muffin.<br />
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The train ride was 5 hours...and there was no car seat restraint to keep Mac in place. I was having a lot of anxiety about keeping Mac happy and occupied (and somewhat quiet) for the entire trip.<br />
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So... just before we left, I bought a leash. We practiced wearing it around the house.<br />
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He didn't LOVE it at home, but didn't throw a fit about it either, which is really all I could ask for. <br />
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The train ride went better than I could have hoped... we made friends early on with the lady who ran the dining car and she invited us to set up camp in one of the booths for the ride. Thank God for her, because it was a lot easier to sit in a booth than try to keep Mac on my lap the whole ride.</div>
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The booth made it possible for this set-up to happen, complete with crayons, books, snacks, drinks, and a movie. And a kindle for me :) </div>
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Mac ate some suckers...<br />
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Drank some juice...<br />
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It was a miracle. While getting off the train, a few people complemented me on how good he was. I chalk it up to these things.<br />
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2. I had SERIOUSLY LOW expectations for this trip, so the minor fussing didn't even phase me.<br />
3. Movies on my Ipad, books, and crayons<br />
4. Snacks, drinks--pretty much Mac at junk all day. We normally frown on this, but it was survival mode and sugar was our friend.<br />
5. I bought some new, cheap toys before we left and wrapped them up. Every hour or so he got to open a new one. That bought me some time.<br />
6. The leash. We paced... I can't tell you how many times we walked up and down that train. The leash was a Godsend because he did not want to hold my hand the whole time and wanted to play with sleeping strangers. The leash stopping him was a lot less disruptive than me blocking him (in terms of Mac volume).<br />
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Mac had a blast while he was in Kansas.Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-78271868852705830072013-03-26T16:30:00.000-05:002013-03-26T16:30:00.509-05:00Back in the saddleI took a long break from blogging for Spring Break and an unexpected snow day yesterday, but I'm back.<br />
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Since I skipped yesterday, here's our meal plan for this week.<br />
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Sunday: Slow Cooker Cilantro-Lime Chicken Tacos, Rice<br />
Monday: Skinny Mac and Alfredo, Artichoke Chicken<br />
Tuesday: Leftovers<br />
Wednesday: Beefy Spinach Lasagna Roll-ups, Salad<br />
Thursday: Turkey & Wild Rice Casserole, Salad<br />
Friday: Chicken & Minestrone Soup, Bread<br />
Saturday: Out and About<br />
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So, while I was gone, Mac and I took the train to Kansas, I got to snuggle a 7 week old, David and I went to Nashville, we built a snowman, I ran 11 miles and 12 miles (on the Saturdays), we went to the Butterfly House, had an Easter egg hunt, AND we put our house back on the market. There are probably other things I'm forgetting, but still... not too shabby.<br />
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I'll do a separate post of some of the big Spring Break things, but on Friday both David and I were off work and we decided to take Mac Attack to the Butterfly House in Chesterfield. You know, do something <i>besides watching basketball, ahem.</i><br />
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I thought the Butterfly House was awesome. Mac loved the play area outside of the butterfly room...and loved the butterflies. The real problem was HOW MUCH Mac loved the butterflies--unfortunately, we got a big speech before we entered about how fragile they are and how touching them KILLS THEM. Mac did not understand and there was some drama as I scrambled to save their lives.<br />
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Luckily, there were no known casualties and we exited happily. <br />
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Following the butterflies, there was a park AND a carousel.<br />
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Unfortunately for Mac, they made us share a horse. He looks a little swashed, right?<br />
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<br />Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-14904251523677022022013-03-13T16:30:00.000-05:002013-03-13T16:30:01.708-05:00WhewIt's been a week! No meal plan Monday because, honestly, I was tired. I already get up at 4:30 for exercise and losing that hour of sleep sent me into a spiral where I wanted to go to bed at 7:30 (before Mac does, for the record).<br />
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David's out of town for work (but gets home tonight, thank God) so I actually got up at 4am this morning to work out and get Mac up and to daycare. I don't drink caffeine very often (as in never) but I have had 3 cups of coffee in the last 2 days. Yikes.<br />
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On the positive side, I made two amazing meals this week...<br />
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<a href="http://skinnymom.com/2013/03/06/skinny-mac-alfredo/" target="_blank">Skinny Mac 'n Alfredo</a><br />
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<a href="http://homemadeocean.com/2013/03/tasty-and-healthy-am-i-dreaming/" target="_blank">Chicken in a Packet</a> (except I subbed the spinach for mushrooms)<br />
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And Mac learned how to eat soup effectively.<br />
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Well... he gave up the spoon after a while and just went for the hands.<br />
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He's also got a very minimal amount of counting down pat. It really cracks me up.<br />
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<br />Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-49207280205803696542013-03-04T16:30:00.000-06:002013-03-04T16:30:01.934-06:00Meal Plan Monday!Here it is!<br />
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Sunday: Southwestern Chicken in Foil, Sweet Potato Fries, Broccoli Cheese Souffles<br />
Monday: Pork Tenderloin, Kale<br />
Tuesday: David at Mizzou game, so leftovers<br />
Wednesday: White Bean Chili, Salad<br />
Thursday: Book Club! It got rescheduled last week, so I am making Spinach and Red Pepper Quiche again.<br />
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Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-68342960257872269152013-02-26T16:30:00.000-06:002013-02-26T16:30:01.060-06:00Snow DaysAfter listening to my complaints all winter, the snow gods finally took pity on me and we had TWO snow days last week.<br />
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It was a wonderful week. We had Monday off anyway, so I only worked TWO days last week. I don't know how I'm expected to return to work for five full days this week, but I think I'll survive.<br />
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Mac and I played hard. Toys were EVERYWHERE because I flat out didn't care what the house looked like. I mean, seriously--when you're in your pajamas at 3pm (after working out and showering before the kid woke, thankyouverymuch), you really don't care if there are 500 toys in your living room.<br />
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He lasted about 30 seconds before this happened. <br />
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I even gave Mac a new toy that I had been saving for some future holiday (maybe Easter?). It was on sale and I had picked it up right after Christmas. We're not usually fans of giving Mac presents for no reason. Our house is small and I have enough problems with clutter when we limit his toys...but I figured TWO snow days in a row is a reason, right?<br />
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I also spent his nap time doing very important things, like texting my sister about what color to paint my nails. <br />
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I'm unnaturally excited about it, and I'm not really sure why. Maybe I just enjoy cooking.<br />
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Sunday: <a href="http://onceamonthmom.com/sweet-potato-and-black-bean-enchiladas/" target="_blank">Black Bean and Sweet Potato Enchiladas</a>, Salad. I made a HUGE batch so that I could freeze some, because I seriously love these things.<br />
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Monday: <a href="http://www.realsimple.com/food-recipes/browse-all-recipes/barbecue-glazed-salmon-green-beans-00000000056531/index.html" target="_blank">BBQ Salmon with Corn and Green Beans</a><br />
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Tuesday: Mini Meatloaves with Roasted Potatoes and Carrots (from a cookbook... no link)<br />
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Wednesday: Leftovers<br />
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Thursday: We're going to the Fox to see Book of Mormon! Mom and Grandma are coming to babysit--I have a frozen pizza, vodka cream pasta, OR some potato soup for them. They choose :)<br />
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Friday: Leftovers or BBQ Chicken Corn Soup (didn't eat last time)<br />
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Saturday: Hanging out with friends, so we'll probably grab something take out.Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-5622337114497152672013-02-21T13:37:00.002-06:002013-02-21T13:37:39.048-06:00Baby MulletWe're having a snow day today! It's been steadily snowing since about 9:20 this morning with short bursts of sleet. Here's hoping everyone stays safe. <br />
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As promised, here are some pictures of Mac's new haircut/mullet.<br />
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This was right after his bath last night so we got the full impact of the baby curls....and, objectively, it IS a mullet. But a darn cute one, right?Darciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011606175650413769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-623211531431196217.post-31869477623816264672013-02-20T16:30:00.000-06:002013-02-20T16:30:01.409-06:00President's DayMonday I had the day off of work and it was glorius!<br />
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I woke up at 6:15 (nearly 2 hours later than a normal day), ran 4 miles, and showered before either David or Mac were out of bed. I love getting that done before others are awake.<br />
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Mac woke up with a little snuffly nose, but acted fine and didn't have a fever so we decided to go about our plans.<br />
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We met our friends Ace and Rochelle at the Science Center, where Mac loved the Discovery Room between meltdowns. And my meltdowns, I mean literally melting the the floor in a sobbing heap whenever I told him no or tried to redirect him.<br />
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Sigh. Thank goodness he's cute.<br />
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After that, we went and got a much-needed haircut. This was Mac's first haircut without David coming along and I decided to just go to GreatClips. Alone, I told the stylist that I wanted to save the curls in the back. I think he looks amazing, but David has been arguing that Monster Man has a mullet. And, really, he does...but it's so cute! <br />
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After that, we headed home for a much-needed nap after lunch.<br />
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Seriously, that kid needed a nap.<br />
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Then we went to target...because I am AMAZING at finding fun engaging activities for my child. And we needed some things.<br />
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Mac's final activity of the day was his last swimming class. Mac received a certificate, which I'm pretty sure just certifies that he didn't die. But man... that kid loves the water. No fear.<br />
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I finished up the evening by going to my Core Group through church. <br />
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It was a great day--one that I keep describing when trying to convince David that I should be a stay-at-home mom :)<br />
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