Reason 987: Why I Love Him
Catching a moment with D-man & Hubby. Looks like something is about to happen.
Yep, it happened. Hubby went in for the tickle. D-man is so excited that you can see the drool. Little ones can pull off the drool, adults not so much. And I’ve gotta admit I love watching Hubby play with the kids. He is a big kid at heart.
Wooden Puzzle Box
We received this wooden puzzle box as a gift when I was expecting our first child, almost seven years ago. OH MY GOD–SEVEN!!–OK, minor panic attack just happened. I’m OK now, just had to run around the house in a panic wondering when I got, I mean, when HE got so old. Back to the puzzle box, it has gotten years of use since then. It looks simple & it is, but sometimes simple toys can provide more entertainment than all the giant bell & whistle toys that can do anything including change your car tire. Maybe it’s because simple toys don’t require Mommy to remove the batteries while everyone is sleeping or perhaps it’s because kids actually like using their imagination. I know HOW ODD. Kids who LIKE to PLAY? Quick call the press–Kids who play & use their imagination.
The top slides off & in the box are lots of different animal pieces to mix and match. It has held up well, even among the trails & tribulations of my children. Children who seem to think launching toys across the room is par for the course of play. I’d prefer they not, but tell that to the baby. He’s dangerous.
And don’t be surprised if your child decides to make a creature that looks more like it belongs on The Island of Dr. Moreau than anywhere else if they play with a puzzle like this. I’m sure they won’t become a mad scientist. Although I can’t promise anything but on the plus side at least you’d have a doctor in the family. I know I’m keeping my fingers crossed.
Oh and after a little stroll around the internet I discovered The Land of Nod has something similar.
Wood Cookies
I must say wood cookies with some girl talk are now one of my favorite breakfast treats. They’re fat free and were made fresh by my daughter with a set she got from her aunt as a Christmas present. She told me stories about baking while she made these. What could be better than curling up with her, having her bake cookies while telling me tall tales of baking adventures on a snowy Winter’s morning?







