Thursday, March 31, 2011

Conversations with a preschooler: Moms

Oscar: Mom, you know what?

Jenni: What?

Oscar: I love you.

Jenni: Thanks, buddy, I love you too.

Oscar: I love you TOO much.

Jenni: Too much?  I don't think you can love moms too much.  Why do you think that?

Oscar: I love you too much because you're my best mom.

Jenni: I'm your best mom?  Well, who's your worst mom?

Oscar: Ha ha! No one!  You're my only mom!

Jenni: You bet I am.

Oscar: Danny has two moms.

Jenni: Yes, he does.

Oscar: Why he has two moms?

Jenni: Well, that's just the way his family looks.  His moms love each other, the same way Mommy and Daddy love each other, so they wanted to have babies, just like we wanted to have you and Miles. Families look all different ways.  You have one mom and one dad; Danny has two moms.  Families can look all different ways, but as long as they love each other, that makes them a family.

Oscar: That's good.

Jenni: It is good.

Oscar: But, which one of Danny's moms goes to work and which one stays home?

Jenni: They both go to work, that's why I take care of Benji and sometimes Danny.

Oscar: But why none of them stay home?

Jenni: Well, they both have jobs they like, and both moms working is how they take care of their family.  The way we take care of our family is that Mommy stays home with you and Miles and Benji and Daddy goes to work, like Danny and Benji's moms go to work.  Taking care of you boys is my work.

Oscar: That's good.

Jenni: I think so, too.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

RTT: Potties, babies, and bodies

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*I have an announcement to make:

Miles William has peed in the potty.  Just once, and just a little bit, but he did it by request and intentionally and once he was done he was running around shouting, "I DID IT! I DID IT!"   AND he did it again this morning. I was so proud.  I'm pretty sure I now know how the parents of Olympic athletes feel as they watch their children compete.

All that said, he's not really ready for potty training. He just sits on it until he goes.  He does not have the bladder control yet, but I'm glad he's interested and trying.

*I destroyed five minute intervals this weekend.  On to eight minute intervals.  Oh, and I'm participating in my first 5K this weekend.  I won't be able to run the whole thing, but I'm am excited about my first race.  Goal: not to come in last.

*Last night I dreamed that I had a baby girl and that I named her Mallory Anne.  Or rather Nelson named her Mallory Anne and I was a little annoyed because 1) My sister's step-daughter has a daughter named Mallory so while that is a lovely name, we see her often enough that we could never use the same name, and 2) "Anne" is also a lovely name, but my mom is Ann with no "e" and why the heck would we give our baby the middle name "Anne" and NOT "Ann?" Also in the dream I was frantic because we seemed to own no ridiculously cute hair clips for her very short hair (it was a little baby pixie cut) and if I had a little girl there would BE ridiculously cute hair clips.  Gobs of them.

* I read this great article about women and body image and weight shame.  You should read it, and you should look at all the photos of the beautiful women who shared their real, actual weight.  It's eye opening, and it is really empowering.

*My birthday is a week from today.  A week! Apparently Oscar has a big idea for my gift.  I'm thinking light saber wielding, superhero themed, monster truck.

*I am wearing my very skinniest jeans today.  And they look awesome.  I look awesome.  I feel awesome.

Monday, March 28, 2011

On the cool that is three

Having a three-year-old is not all bad, so on the heels of my last post, I though I'd talk about some of the cool things Oscar is doing these days.

1. He uses the toilet. Look, Ma, no diapers!  He's even night trained.  And he can almost wipe his own butt, even though this sometimes ends with him walking down the stairs with a three foot long sheet of toilet paper hanging out of his butt, while he yells, "MOM, LOOK! I HAVE A KANGAROO TAIL!"

2. He has an amazing imagination. He says things like, "If I had a monster truck, I'd name it Thunder Bounce." That is a GREAT name for a monster truck.  His teacher said to me on Friday, "So, I hear you have big plans this weekend.  Oscar tells me the whole family is taking a trip on an airplane to a park where there are real dinosaurs, and he's going to catch one of those dinosaurs and bring it to school for show-and-tell next week." And he's never even seen Jurassic Park!  He makes up stories and involves Miles in really complicated imaginative play. It is fun to watch.


3. He plays with his brother. We've finally reached a stage where the boys actually play together, and since Oscar's play is so much more advanced, he makes a real effort to include Miles, even though Miles usually can't get with the program.  Oscar easily adapts his games so that Miles can participate.  They are becoming real friends. A mother's dream.

4. He can dress and undress himself. He sometimes still needs help getting shirts on/off his head, but he can do everything else, even though the socks continue to be a bit frustrating.  In truth, it is about 1,000 times faster for me to just dress him, but I still let him do it by himself, because it makes him so proud.  It makes me so proud.

5. He can tell me what he wants and/or needs. This is wonderful.  I don't have to guess if he's hungry or hurt or angry or tired. He will just tell me.  With words!  No guessing games required.  Oscar and I can actually communicate in a real and meaningful way. Three cheers for full sentences!

I do enjoy Oscar.  I enjoy that he is smart and funny and becoming a real person.  This is the fun part.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

On the crazy that is three

The other day I kind of alluded to the fact that Oscar has been a bit of a handful as of late.  It's one of those things where I hesitate to complain too much because I know much of it is just typical 3-year-old behavior and I'm just not handling it very well.

Let me break down the issues.

1) Asking why? I don't mean this in the typical asking why scenario; we are far past that developmental milestone. This is more of a questioning everything I ask him to do.  As in, "Oscar, get your shoes on; it's time for school." "Why?" or "Oscar, stop teasing your brother." "Why?" or "Oscar, I need you to pick up your puzzle." "Why?" It's driving me a little batty.  Why it is time for school? Why should he stop teasing his brother? Why does he need to clean up?  These are conversations we've had at least a thousand times.  He KNOWS why. 

I finally told him earlier this week that when I tell him to do something (like clean up toys, be polite, get dressed) he needs to just do these things and not ask why just for the sake of asking why.  And then he asked me why and I responded, "BECAUSE I SAY SO, THAT IS WHY." This has been slightly effective.  He still asks why and I prompt him, "What did I say about asking why when Mommy asks you to do something?" and he replies, "Not to. I'm supposed to just listen." Or when I tell him it's time for school and he asks why I'll give him the mom look until he flinches.  And then I tell him to get his shoes on fifteen more fucking times and my head explodes and we're ten minutes late for school because brains take forever to get off my sofa and if you don't clean them up immediately they stain.

2) Misbehaving and laughing maniacally when reprimanded. An example would be when the boys are in bed at night and Oscar kicks Miles in the head to keep him awake (no lie) and laughs like this is the most hilarious thing that has ever happened. Then, when I go in to asses the situation and reprimand Oscar, he just cackles this weirdly loud, fake sounding laugh as I'm telling him it is not nice to kick and doubly not nice to kick someone who is sleeping in the head.  And he just does this crazy maniacal laughter and it freaks me out and pisses me off.  Like he's saying, "I"m a jerk and there's nothing you can do about it, HAHAHAHAHA!" It makes me feel like I'm working in a mental institution.

3) The drama, oh my god the DRAMA. I swear, you guys, it kills me.  Like, he was putting his shoes on the other day and having some trouble because the tongue got jammed down in the toe?  He was getting all red faced and saying, "Don't you ever do that, shoe! Get on my foot! GET ON MY FOOT!" It was actually a little hilarious.  Seeing his frustration, I offered my assistance and he responded, "NO! NEVER! DON'T YOU NEVER, EVER HELP ME! I DON'T EVER WANT YOUR HELP!"  and then he ran into the other room, positively furious with me.  This actually pretty funny, but not when it happens like 10 times a day, you know? NEVER EVER?  Really? Relax, dude, relax.  

4) Nothing is good enough (this ties in with the drama.) He asks for water so I pour him some water, but OH NO, I WANT JUICE, JUICE! So I get him so juice, but MY GOD THIS IS APPLE JUICE AND I WANTED ORANGE JUICE! Or he can't go to bed because he needs drink of water and he can't sleep without socks, but then I DON'T LIKE THIS CUP! and THESE SOCKS ARE TOO TIGHT! Socks too tight?  What does that even mean? Or two books is not enough, it has to be five! He HATES all the books we just read (that he picked), so we need to read more.  Or he needs to sit on my lap RIGHT NOW and it doesn't matter that I'm trying to eat my dinner or make an appointment or pay bills. RIGHT NOW. 

5) He's all over me all the time. If I am sitting, he has to be in my lap.  If I am walking, he has to be in front of me, pausing every five seconds to make sure I'm still there (I am!  We're just going to the kitchen for crying out loud.)  If I'm cooking, he has to be behind me. If I'm bent over getting out a pan or something from the cabinet, he has to jump on my back.  I cannot even tell you the number of times in a day I bump into this kid.  He grabs the pocket of my jeans and hangs off them.  He wraps himself around my legs. And, if he is on my lap (and if I'm sitting, you can bet that he is there) he's poking at my face or my neck or smelling my hair.  Sitting next to me is not good enough; he has to be on top of me.  And he wants me to carry him around!  He's nearly four and weights upwards of 35 pounds! It's like he's trying to return to the womb or something. I just need a little room to breathe.  A little!

So, that's what's been going on with Oscar.  I got up at 5AM this morning just so I could have a few moments of sanity all to myself.  I'm going for a pap smear this evening and I can't wait!  That's right, I'm actually looking forward to an invasive vaginal exam because it will afford me about an hour and a half of quiet, drama free, alone time.  This is what it has come to.

Sigh.  That's the word on Oscar.  I know, this too shall pass. I know! And I love him, I really do. But right now, in the moment?  ARRRGGGHHH!

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Small Things

Oscar has been incredibly difficult and frustrated these last few weeks.  I will probably get into that a little more later, but he's three so if you have or have had a 3-year-old that's probably enough said.

Anyways, I did this exercise a few weeks ago, so I'm trying to focus on the smaller things in my life that give me pleasure, particularly ones related to me and only me.

So, here's what is making me happy this week:

1) The shower I take right after running

2) My first cup of coffee in the morning

3) Memories of this past Saturday, where I ran errands and got a pedicure and was out and about and all by myself for nearly three hours

4) Getting my running shoe inserts fixed

5) The Outlander series

6) The anticipation of going out to dinner this evening (to support a fundraiser for a friend's son's school) and as a result not having to cook or clean up from dinner

7) My clothing is fitting better

8) My very sassy hair cut, which is over a month old but still getting mad compliments

9) Enjoying not being pregnant right now, even though everyone I know seems to be pregnant right now and I'm slightly jealous

10) Planning some new home furniture purchases, including these dining chairs  for the dining room and two of these lamps for the bedroom.

So, what's making you happy this week?

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

RTT: The end, my friend

This looks to be the last Random Tuesday for a while, so here I am to help it go out with a bang.  Or a thump.  Whatever.
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*The running is going well.  I totally killed my 3 minute running intervals last week and am doing five minute running intervals this week.  It's definitely a challenge, but it feels good and I'm up to it.  By the end of next week I should be up to running for 20 minutes flat (according to the training).  I'm not quite it enjoying the running, but almost.

*I had a wretched stomach bug last week.  It was pretty much the first time I've been that kind of sick since I was pregnant with Miles.  It was one day of hell and two days of feel like crap.  And then Miles started vomiting this weekend and Nelson came home sick last night.  My house has smelled like a Lysol/vomit cocktail for nearly a week.

*Spring has finally spring in DC.  Daffodils are everywhere, mild temperatures, lots of rain.  I expect the ants should arrive in my kitchen any day now.

*I've started reading the Outlander series by Diana Gabaldon.  Am I the last person to read these?  It is the May selection for my book club, and I'm enjoying it quite a bit.  It's like just the right amount of historical fiction/suspense/smut for my tastes.  Real historical facts with a compelling story line and a great romance, but no "pulsing members" or "heaving bosoms"  if you know what I mean (okay there is a little of that.) And she has like six more in the series.  I love that.

*It's lovely out, so I'm off with the boys to play in the mud.  Or rather mildly admonish them as they become filthy while occasionally glancing up from my Kindle. Enjoy your Tuesday!

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Tuesday, March 15, 2011

RTT: Reading, Running, Falling

I haven't played this in a while, so lets see if I still have what it takes...

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*So, I'm just finishing up Youth in Revolt by C.D. Payne and it is seriously one of the funniest books I have read in a very long time.  You should read it.  It is written as the diaries of a 14-year-old boy who is a little too smart for his own good and gets himself into unbelievable amounts of trouble, manipulates his parents, and alienates his friends, all for his One and Only True Love.  They made it into a movie not too long ago, which I've not seen, starring this generation's John Cusak, Michael Cera. Seriously though, if this is really how the  minds of teenage boys work, I'm retiring from this parenting gig 10 years from now.

*I read this book in regular book form, even though I've not purchased a regular book since getting my Kindle  for Christmas.  I got this book for free from Paperback Swap.  It is a really great way to get rid of some of your old books and get some new ones for the price of a media mail package.  I like this because I am a person that likes to have a lot of books in my queue, so I have maybe three or four I've gotten from Paperback Swap that I have not read yet (two that were not available for my Kindle), and then two on my Kindle, not to mention the two library books I just picked up Saturday.  I am filthy with reading material.  I'm actually feeling a little pressured because I only have three weeks with the library books, and we are reading Outlander for my book group next month and that thing is a monster.


*Nelson is in Arizona all week.   I miss him, but things are much easier to manage on my own now that the boys are bigger.  

*I was short with Oscar yesterday about dropping his water on the floor for the 70 bermillionth time yesterday.  I immediately apologized but I still feel like a jerk.  He spent that night at my in-laws house last night and I can't wait to have him home.


*I'm still running.  This week I start the third week of my Couch to 5K training, and I'm feeling a little worried because I will have to run for three consecutive minutes and I don't know that I've ever run for that long in my life.  Really.  I keep telling myself that I've slowly built up to this and that I can do it, but maybe you could also tell me and I'd feel a little bolstered?

*My brother and I went out on Saturday night and I had three more beers than I intended.  And I fell.  In the bar.  It wasn't a total drunken stumble.  I was getting up from my chair, and my pant leg got hooked on the heel of the opposite shoe, so it through me off balance and I just knew that there was no getting myself untangled without falling.  So I just fell.  I was not injured and was helped up quickly and thankfully I'd had enough beers that I was not really embarrassed.

*Unfortunately, as we were walking to the car, my stupid shoe went out from under me and I twisted my ankle (I did not fall, though.)  I had been looking for shoes with good support and lots of folks recommended Dansko clogs, so I bought a pair.  Well, one person mentioned that while they have good arch support they have zero ankle support and boy was she right.  Though I'm sure the beer did not help.

*My left foot/ankle is a little wonky as a result of the aforementioned twist.  It is not swollen, but it hurts.  I ran on Sunday (before the pain set in, and yes, after my many beers) and last night I walked with an ankle brace.  I'm going to try to run tonight with the ankle brace, but if I'm having lots of pain, I'm going to stop and just walk.  I would feel very annoyed if I had to disrupt my training due to clumsy injury, but I don't want to make it worse, that's for sure.

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RTT: Reading, Running, Falling

I haven't played this in a while, so lets see if I still have what it takes...

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*So, I'm just finishing up Youth in Revolt by C.D. Payne and it is seriously one of the funniest books I have read in a very long time.  You should read it.  It is written as the diaries of a 14-year-old boy who is a little too smart for his own good and gets himself into unbelievable amounts of trouble, manipulates his parents, and alienates his friends, all for his One and Only True Love.  They made it into a movie not too long ago, which I've not seen, starring this generation's John Cusak, Michael Cera. Seriously though, if this is really how the  minds of teenage boys work, I'm retiring from this parenting gig 10 years from now.

*I read this book in regular book form, even though I've not purchased a regular book since getting my Kindle  for Christmas.  I got this book for free from Paperback Swap.  It is a really great way to get rid of some of your old books and get some new ones for the price of a media mail package.  I like this because I am a person that likes to have a lot of books in my queue, so I have maybe three or four I've gotten from Paperback Swap that I have not read yet (two that were not available for my Kindle), and then two on my Kindle, not to mention the two library books I just picked up Saturday.  I am filthy with reading material.  I'm actually feeling a little pressured because I only have three weeks with the library books, and we are reading Outlander for my book group next month and that thing is a monster.


*Nelson is in Arizona all week.   I miss him, but things are much easier to manage on my own now that the boys are bigger.  

*I was short with Oscar yesterday about dropping his water on the floor for the 70 bermillionth time yesterday.  I immediately apologized but I still feel like a jerk.  He spent that night at my in-laws house last night and I can't wait to have him home.


*I'm still running.  This week I start the third week of my Couch to 5K training, and I'm feeling a little worried because I will have to run for three consecutive minutes and I don't know that I've ever run for that long in my life.  Really.  I keep telling myself that I've slowly built up to this and that I can do it, but maybe you could also tell me and I'd feel a little bolstered?

*My brother and I went out on Saturday night and I had three more beers than I intended.  And I fell.  In the bar.  It wasn't a total drunken stumble.  I was getting up from my chair, and my pant leg got hooked on the heel of the opposite shoe, so it through me off balance and I just knew that there was no getting myself untangled without falling.  So I just fell.  I was not injured and was helped up quickly and thankfully I'd had enough beers that I was not really embarrassed.

*Unfortunately, as we were walking to the car, my stupid shoe went out from under me and I twisted my ankle (I did not fall, though.)  I had been looking for shoes with good support and lots of folks recommended Dansko clogs, so I bought a pair.  Well, one person mentioned that while they have good arch support they have zero ankle support and boy was she right.  Though I'm sure the beer did not help.

*My left foot/ankle is a little wonky as a result of the aforementioned twist.  It is not swollen, but it hurts.  I ran on Sunday (before the pain set in, and yes, after my many beers) and last night I walked with an ankle brace.  I'm going to try to run tonight with the ankle brace, but if I'm having lots of pain, I'm going to stop and just walk.  I would feel very annoyed if I had to disrupt my training due to clumsy injury, but I don't want to make it worse, that's for sure.

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Friday, March 11, 2011

Capitan Obvious and the parrot

Scene: Approximately 9AM at a popular running spot in our community.  Jenni is on Week 2 of the Couch to 5K running program.  Oscar cried and cried and insisted he be allowed to come with Momma on her "run," so Jenni dutifully loaded both boys in the jogging stroller (all 60 lbs of them) and off the went.


Oscar: Hey, Mom, what's that?

Jenni: Its a gazebo.  People sit in it to have picnics or watch the ducks and geese.

Oscar: Can we go sit in it?

Jenni: No, Momma's exercising so we have to keep moving.

Oscar: It is a bridge?

Jenni: No, it's a gazebo.

Oscar: Oh.

Two minutes later...


Oscar: Hey, Mom, is that a bridge?

Jenni: (breathing heavily) Yes, kind of.  It's a bridge to a little dock or something that people fish from.

Oscar: Oh.  Are we going on that?

Jenni: (breathing heavily) No.  Momma's exercising, and I can't answer anymore of your questions.

Oscar: Why?

Jenni: (breathing heavily) Because I'm exercising and I can't talk while I exercise or I can't breath.

One minute later...a runner passes Jenni and the boys.


Oscar: Hey, that guy is faster than you.

Jenni (arms burning): Yep.

Oscar:  Why?

Jenni: (breathing heavily) Because he's in better shape than me, an because he's not pushing 80lbs of stroller and kid in front of him.

Oscar: Oh.

Miles: Faster! Faster! Faster!

Oscar: Yeah, lets go faster!

Jenni: No.  This is as fast as it gets.

Oscar: Oh.

Miles: Faster?

Jenni:...

Two minutes later...Two bicyclists pass Jenni and the boys.


Oscar: They are faster than you.

Miles: Faster!

Jenni: ...

Five minutes later...a runner passes Jenni and the boys.


Oscar: She's faster than you.

Miles: Faster!

Jenni: ...

Five minutes later...another bicyclist passes Jenni and the boys.


Oscar: She's faster than you.

Miles: Faster!

Jenni: ...

Ten minutes later...a runner runs by Jenni and the boys in the opposite direction.


Oscar: Whoa.  He's a lot faster than you.

Jenni: (beginning cool down) Yes, Oscar, he is a lot faster than me.  I can see that. He's also at least ten years younger, five inches taller, has never given birth, and is in very good shape.

Oscar: They are all faster than you.

Jenni: I know that, Oscar.  I don't need you to tell me that every time someone runs or rides their bike past. I can see them passing me.  They are all faster than me.  I get it.

Oscar: I want to go faster.

Miles: I want to go home.

Jenni: Home it is.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Long live love

I had to bring Oscar to the doctor's office late yesterday afternoon and as a result, I ended up traveling home in rush hour traffic.

Shortly after leaving the doctor's office, we were waiting on Connecticut Avenue to turn left onto East-West Highway.  This is a fairly busy intersection, so we had to wait several minutes to even get into the left hand turn lane, and then several more minutes to actually turn.

We crept slowly forward.  As we reached the light, I noticed that there were five men at the intersection, and two of them were holding signs that read, "Honk if you believe traditional marriage = 1 Man + 1 Woman."

I'm very pleased to say in the more than 10 minutes I was at that very busy intersection not one car honked for those fools.  NOT ONE.  I may or may not have made an obscene hand gesture as I pass these idiots.  Okay, I absolutely made an obscene hand gesture.

As I type this, Marriage Equality is being debated on the floor of the Maryland House of Delegates, where a very good friend of mine works (as a delegate). She recently posted on her feed that someone proposed an amendment to this bill that would restrict the adoption rights of same-sex couples (she spoke against this amendment), and another amendment limiting the "teaching" of same-sex marriage in the classroom (she spoke against this one as well, as it is entirely irrelevant.  And also stupid.)

I hear this, these amendments (and there will be more, so many more), people speaking out against gay marriage, and all I can think about is why these people are so full of fear and so full of hate for those who are different.  I see the Speaker Boehner trying to use congress to defend DOMA because the Department of Justice no longer will, such is his fear and hatred of those that are different and those that would challenge his world view.  I know I should feel sad for these people and their small minds and bitter hearts, but really I just feel angry.  And frustrated.  And tired of it.

This is not about your god vs. my god; this is not about someone redefining anyone's personal marriage - we define those for ourselves.  This is about equality and it is about love.  By this end of this week, it is my sincere hope that Maryland will be the sixth state in the United States to recognize marriage equality (seventh after DC) because it is the right thing, the fair thing, and it is time.

Long live love.

Monday, March 7, 2011

I think I may be a runner

Things I like about running (in no particular order):

1. New running clothes

2. New running shoes

3. The fresh air

4. The endorphins after I finish a run

5. Sleeping better, and waking easier

6. How virtuous and self satisfied I feel after a run

Things I dislike about running (in no particular order):

1. Running

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Conversations with a preschooler: Sith vs. Jedi

Oscar: Mom?

Jenni: Yes?

Oscar: Why is Darth Vader a bad guy?

Jenni: Because he's a Sith. He succumbed to the dark side of the Force instead of using the good side of the Force, like Jedi.

Oscar: But why did he become a Siff?

Jenni: Well, a lot of bad things happened to Darth Vader when he was younger that made him really sad and angry, and made think all people were bad, so the power of the dark side seemed appealing and a good way to exact revenge.

Oscar: What's revenge?

Jenni: Revenge is like when you hit Miles and then Miles hits you back.  Miles is getting revenge on you by hitting you back.

Oscar: Oh, okay.  Revenge is not good.

Jenni: Not usually, no.

Oscar: Are all Siffs bad guys.

Jenni: Yes.

Oscar: Who are some other Siffs?

Jenni: Uh, lets see...there's the Emperor.  Emperor...Palpatine?  Yes, Emperor Palpatine.  He's also called Darth Sidious. He's Darth Vader's boss.

Oscar: Darth Sithious?

Jenni: Darth SID-EE-OS.  Sidious.

Oscar: What does he look like?

Jenni: He wear's a black hooded robe and he has a really wrinkly white face and yellow eyes.

Oscar: Can you show me a picture?

Jenni: Sure [pulls up picture of Darth Sidious on iPhone]


Oscar: Why he look like that?

Jenni: Because he's super evil.

Oscar: He's Darth Vader's boss?

Jenni: Yes.

Oscar: Who is Darth Vader the boss of?

Jenni: He's the boss of the Storm Troopers.

Oscar: The one with the white helmets?

Jenni: Yep.

Oscar: Are they Siffs?

Jenni: No, they're clones.

Oscar: Whey they're not Siffs?

Jenni: Because they don't know how to use the Force.  And they use guns instead of lightsabers.  Only Jedi and Sith use lightsabers.


Oscar: Okay. Why to only Siffs and Jedis have lightsavers?

Jenni: I'm not sure why they have them, but all Jedi and Sith have lightsabers.  That is their weapon of choice.


Oscar: Okay.  What's another Siff?

Jenni: Darth Maul.

Oscar: Darth Maul.  What he looks like?

Jenni: He has red and black skin and no hair and horns on his head and sharp pointy teeth.

Oscar: Why he have sharp pointy teeth?

Jenni: Because he's evil!  And you know what's really cool about Darth Maul?

Oscar:  What?

Jenni [taking Oscar's Lightsaber to demonstrate]: You know how your Darth Vader lightsaber has a plasma blade coming out of the top?  [Oscar nods] Well, Darth Maul's lightsaber has a plasma blade coming out of the top and the bottom!

Oscar: Whoa, cool!

Jenni: I know!

Oscar: Can I see a picture of Darth Maul?

Jenni: Sure. [Pulls up photos of Darth Maul on iPhone]


Oscar: Why he looks like that?

Jenni: He's some kind of alien, and that is just how those aliens look, just like you look how you look and I look how I look.

Oscar: What's another Siff?

Jenni: Sorry, buddy, but that's all the Siths I know.

Oscar: Oh.  Well, what about Darth Vader's kid?

Jenni: Luke Skywalker?  He's not a Sith.  He's a Jedi.

Oscar: Why he's a Jedi?

Jenni: Because he uses he good side of the Force.

Oscar: Can I see a picture of him?

Jenni: Yeah, sure, but lets go to my computer so we can see a bigger picture. [Pulls up picture of Skywalker on computer. Oscar is unimpressed.]


Oscar: What are some other Jedis?

Jenni: There's Mace Windu [Pulls up picture of Mace Windu]


Oscar: Who else is a Jedi?

Jenni: Obi-Wan Kenobi [pulls up pictures of both old and young Obi Wan]


Oscar: Who else?

Jenni: Yoda, of course.

Oscar: Yoda is not a Jedi!

Jenni: Yeah he is!  He's one of the most powerful Jedi that ever lived!

Oscar: He doesn't look like a Jedi.  He's too small.

Jenni: It does not matter how you look, Oscar.  Anyone can be a Jedi if they know how to use the good side of the Force.  It doesn't matter how big or small.

Oscar: Does Yoda fight Darth Vader?

Jenni: Yes.

Oscar: Does Yoda win?

Jenni: No, Darth Vader wins.

Oscar: Does Darth Vader kill Yoda?

Jenni: Kind of, but Jedi don't really die.  They become part of the Force (ed. note: this is just my theory.)

Oscar: But you say the good guys always win.

Jenni: Eventually, they do.  Sometime it just takes awhile.

Oscar: Okay.  What's another Jedi?

Jenni: Another Jedi?  Uhh...Qui-Gon Jinn!  Yes, Qui-Gon Jinn. [Pulls up photo of Qui-Gon Jinn]


Oscar: Why is hair look like that?  Why they all wearing brown robes?

Jenni: Well, I guess because Jedi are really in tune with nature, because the Force is part of nature?  I don't know, Oscar, I never really thought about their clothes before.

Oscar: What's another Jedi?

Jenni: I don't know any other Jedi.

Oscar: What's another Siff?

Jenni: I don't know any other Sith.

Oscar: There are no more Siff or Jedi?

Jenni: No, there are more, I just don't know about them.

Oscar: Okay, well you find them and then tell me about them, okay?

Jenni: Okay, Oscar.  I'll do my best.

Oscar: Okay! Which Siff you think I am?

Jenni: Which Sith do you want to be?

Oscar: The one with the white face.

Jenni: Sidious?  Good choice.  He's the most powerful.

Oscar: Okay, and you can be the red guy.  Let's go!

Jenni: Darth Maul?  Awesome! Let's go!

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

I've got resolve

Well, hello there!  How are things? Look at us, entering our third month of 2011, can you even believe it?  

If you can, please think back.  Back to January 2011.  Two whole months ago, I decided that I would spend this year working towards bettering my health and set ten health-related goals.  Aren't you curious has to how I'm doing on my goals?  I knew you were.

1) Eat a more healthy, well balanced diet, including whole grains, lean proteins and limiting sugar and alcohol (yes, really)  You guys. I just ate whole-grain oatmeal with bananas for breakfast.  Last night?  Dinner was a baked chicken with roasted vegetables and for lunch today I'll have a salad with beets and blue cheese.  AND, I've lost more than 10lbs so far this year.  I'm kicking this goal's ass.

2) Go to the midwives to for my annual exam (the last time I went was when Miles was six weeks old, so that's two years now) My appointment is in three and a half weeks (it's hard to get in what with all the pregnant ladies and such.)

3) Get an eye exam (I have not been since I was pregnant with Oscar, four years ago) I'm nowhere with this. It's pretty low on my priority list.

4) Exercise regularly, starting with once a week and working myself up to four or five times a week by the end of the year (includes buying new work out clothes/shoes, YEAH!) Um, HELLO?!  I just started training for a 5K.  The training has me running/walking three times a week for 20-30 minutes each day, so I've got this, as long as I keep up with the training.

5) Obtain a primary care physician Done, though my first appointment is not until the beginning of May (first available, no kidding.)

6) Go to the dermatologist for a skin check Nada. Even lower than the eye exam.

7) Get regular hair cuts, at least every 12 weeks (this is a mental health goal) I did get my hair cut a week and a half ago, so it is yet to be seen if I'll get back in the allocated time.

8) Go to the dentist twice for cleanings/exams No, and I'm overdue.  I was going to find a new dentist, but now I'm thinking I'll just go to my old one for the time being.  I think my teeth are growing fur.

9) Get tooth #7 extracted and necessary restoration (I've needed to have this extraction done for more than three years) No.  See above dentist issue.

10) Laugh more Yes, absolutely.  I have felt happier, more at ease, and more relaxed these first two months to 2011 than I have in a long time.

So, that's my progress for 2011.  How about you? How is your year coming along?