...And We're Just Monkeyin' Around

Couldn't help but make a Monkees reference. It KILLS me that I can't make it to any of their concerts for this tour, but I'll just be content in my secret Monkee fandom. Er, not so secret.

Anyhoo, we took our first zoo trip of the season! Yay!! We dragged Hadley along last year, but there's a huge difference between a one-year-old baby and a two-year-old toddler. He knows most of the animal sounds and lit UP when we came upon the gibbons (and their screeching calls). We could hear them from the car, and at first he thought they were in trouble -- "Uh oh!! Uh oh!!"

Besides the awesome monkeys, we witnessed the lions (the guys were lazing about while the female was full-on stalking a rabbit who had wandered into the wrong area -- spoiler alert: the bunny got away, thank goodness), a red panda, arctic foxes who just happened to be having a game of tag, an ostrich, zebras (Hadley's favorite last year), a camel, DUCKS (he only focused on one mallard, so while there were a bunch of them, he kept pointing his finger - "one duck!"), and some reptiles.

Oh, and when we hit the children's zoo area, we met the stars -- their famous sea lions. Seriously, we could've stood watching them ALL DAY. Then, there were some farm and petting zoo-type animals...along with a skinned knee. Yep. First skinned knee ever (and a pretty deep cut, actually). All boy, that one.

Since it was kind of a last-minute decision to go, I only packed a lunch for the Hadman. I'm super glad I did since Dave stood in line for over 30 minutes to get our lunch (before they even waited on him). The place is a branch of a local institution, Voss', but their service lacked sorely. The food was okay, but given the price and PITA factor, we'll just pack a cooler next time. Bam, done. (And cheaper.)

{He didn't seem to mind the fact that he got healthy stuff and we got pulled pork BBQ.
Give the kid fruit and he'll eat all day long.}

The Utica Zoo, itself, is neat for a few reasons. Firstly, it's the zoo that Dave and I frequented as kids (along with practically every other kid in a 30 mile radius). Secondly, we recently found out that most of the animals in captivity have actually been rescued or are housed here because they wouldn't survive in the wild. They're about environmental stewardship and conservation, which makes me feel far better about attending. Not to mention, it has a pretty rad theme song that's definitely an earworm. You've been warned.

We decided to purchase a family pass for the season, so I'm sure there will be lots of trips this summer. It's kind of cool to think that we can pack a lunch and just hit up the zoo for a random afternoon, or meet up with Dave for a half day on a work day, without thinking "it's not worth $7.75 per person to hit up the zoo for just a few hours." It also means that I can hook up with my sister and her little one to have a field trip. Needless to say, I'm ecstatic that we have such an open invitation to our very own hang-out place.

Fresh air + wild animals = perfect day for our own little monkey.

Summer Eats

Am I the only one who gets a bit of a jolt when one season melds into the next? Don't get me wrong, my favorite thing about living where we "feel" four seasons is that new transition into the next one; the new smells and sights and feelings of temperature changes. What hits me a little harder, aside from figuring out what the heck to wear, is what to eat.

I always seem to forget what "got us by" the previous year. Plus, now that we've got a little guy who eats dinners right alongside us, it's a tad more challenging to come up with meals that he'll partake in, as well. There was a time that Dave and I could live on salads almost every night for dinner, but that won't cut it with the munchkin and his super-human appetite along for the ride.

So, here are a few ideas. Feel free to add more in the comments!

- Grilled stuff. Grilled chicken, grilled veggies, grilled pizza...grilled freakin' siding from the house. Seriously, almost anything? Grill it. It's the new "put a bird on it." (Hadley is hit-or-miss on this. If it's, say, a grilled cheeseburger, he'll generally eat it. Grilled chicken is a 75/25 chance [75% of the time he doesn't eat it]. It is what it is. Gotta keep trying!)

- Low-key sandwiches. In the winter, it's a quasi-weekly "soup and sandwich" night (which my husband inevitably turns into a "salad and soup" or "salad and sandwich" night...); in the summer, it's a "sandwich night" (with something as normal-yet-unhealthy as chips on the side, or something healthier like carrots or cooked veggies -- which is more for the toddler than anything). This is also what my mom used to call a smorgasbord night. Just grab some hoagie/sub/whateveryouwannacallthem rolls, set up a station of veggies, meat, cheese, and condiments, and go wild. Hey, it's better than Subway!

- Another variation on the "smorgasbord" is the "let's see what's in the fridge" meal (probably closer to what a smorgasbord really is). BTW, I feel like the Swedish chef every time I say "smorgasbord." K. So, this is something my sister and I used to do when we ate "picnics" on a blanket on the living room floor. It entails finding cold cuts, cheese to cut up, pickles, olives (if you're into those; I am, but Dave isn't, so it's useless buying them), crackers, carrot sticks (any veggies, really) and dip, granola bars, apples with peanut butter...seriously, anything in the pantry or fridge that could be considered a finger food. It's not necessarily the healthiest thing ever (well, actually, it CAN be, depending on what you have), but it'll work for those "so hot my brain won't work" nights.

- Paninis. Sure, this is a variation on "grilled" (especially if you put something grilled on it) AND "low-key sandwiches", but they're still kind of their own thing. You make the sandwich (including SOME sort of cheese...it's gotta get melty!), then throw it on the grill pan (less messy and less work than a regular grill, honestly), and you're done. You can use no-nitrate cold cuts (or don't, no judging) or leftover grilled chicken; whatev. If you've got a picky eater on your hands (like, I doubt Hadman would eat a balsamic carmelized onion mushroom panini...just a hunch), just make him a grilled cheese and call it a day. Don't stress, guys.

- Pasta. I know it sounds heavy, but seriously -- (lightly cooked) veggies + pasta + pasta water + grated cheese + lemon juice (optional) and seasoning = dinner. Bam.

- Wraps, like sandwiches, are a great light option for those sweltering evenings. They can turn a boring sandwich into more of a restaurant-like experience. Just think of what you'd like to order and see if you can recreate it at home! And don't worry if you don't wrap it up perfectly; it's the taste that counts. (And toothpicks help!)

- Stir-fry. Again, it sounds heavy, but when you don't go heavy (like teriyaki) and aim more for veggies (and maybe chicken) on some rice, you'd be surprised. Especially if you keep it bright and light with some citrus. Yum...I think I'll make that tonight. :-) I did. Don't forget to use soy sauce...instead of Worcestershire.

- Quesadillas. You can make this as complicated, traditional, or simple as you'd like. Here's a recipe for a black bean quesadilla I made awhile back, but you could easily just make a simple chicken or beef quesadilla, or push the envelope with something more "daring" (as daring as food can be, I guess) like a breakfast version with sausage or a buffalo chicken version -- which my husband would go nuts over. Oh, and you can probably tell that if there's melted cheese on something, it ups the chance of our little guy's eating it. Clearly.

- Speaking of breakfast, this is a go-to anytime of the year for me: breakfast for dinner. Whether it's pancakes, french toast, omelets or simply eggs/toast/hash browns, this is a quick, relatively light way to get some food down your family's gullet.

And if all else fails, make a couple of grown-up salads will grilled meat and give your munchkin some of his own grilled meat, some heated-up frozen veggies, and a cheese stick (or, our son's latest FAVORITE, pineapple) and call it a day. It's hot, after all. Don't knock yourself out.

Whole Foods Experience

So, a couple of weeks ago, we took the Friday off and left insanely early to take a quick trip. Dave was set to be on a local Massachusetts TV show to do his Dorky Daddy thang while Hadley and I had the privilege (no, really!) of hanging out with a good friend and her little guy. We all had a BLAST while Dave made us laugh through the TV set.

Then, both of our husbands arrived and we got to hang and laugh and chat even further. We headed to an AWESOME eatery that serves lots of locavore treats for lunch, then trekked to find a street sign that would help our agreed-upon parenting decision -- to tell our children that a TOWN was named after THEM!!! (There's a local town near us with their handsome little guy's name in it...and, needless to say, they live near "Hadley". *high pitched* Awesome!!!) Holding a sleepy toddler up to a wonderfully aged sign was just the ticket to cement the agreement. Perfect.

So, after we bid adieu to our buddies, and since Hadley was so dang sleepy, we plugged the local Whole Foods into our GPS. We had discussed, in advance, that we should check out the Whole Foods or Trader Joe's since a) we don't have EITHER one near home and b) it was the baby's naptime, so I could run in and Dave could hang out with the air cranked.

My first impression was that the place reminded me of an insanely busy beehive. I couldn't believe that pedestrians and vehicles weren't getting into tangles with the sheer number of people heading in various directions and cars pulling in and out. (Hence my not standing in traffic to take an exterior picture.) There were a plethora of organic seedlings for sale outside, but at $4 a pop I didn't think it wise to spend my entire gardening budget on the plants alone. (Mind you, I was tempted. Oh so tempted.) We also didn't have my SUV, so I didn't want to dirty my mother's impeccable car.

Once inside, I found just as crazy a mass of worker bees. Of course, I forgot my shopping list, so I just meandered (as much as one can) throughout the store and grabbed things that I thought were a deal or that I would NEVER find locally.

Organic wine?! So cheap! Okay...yeah...but that $%#* adds up. I bought, like, six different "varietals." (Is that the right term?)

Organic strawberries the price of REGULAR strawberries?? Get me the largest container, STAT!

MEAT?? Every combination of organic or grassfed or humanely treated you could imagine.

Organic white AND whole wheat pizza dough? Be still my heart.

Mind you, I would've bought more stuff. A lot more. But...see...I'm a touch disappointed to admit that all the rumors and online bashing are accurate. Most of the people I tried to maneuver around were downright...um...well, let's just say self-involved and rude. Can I say that? Okay, we'll just say that. I'm thinking far more appropriate, but LESS appropriate things, if-ya-know-what-I'm-sayin'.

Seriously, I was kind of surprised that pretty near EVERYONE shopping was the same exact way. At my usual Hannaford stop, I stumble upon the self-involved...the "won't look up from their cell phone, won't move from the center of the aisle" folks. But, they're generally in the minority. Most people will say "sorry!" and scoot over for you, just as I frequently do for them. It's a give-and-take.

Not at Whole Foods. Young hipsters. Middle-aged dudes who should know better. Mamas. Hippies. Somewhat normal 30-somethings...okay, these ones surprised me. I could've been looking in a mirror, seriously. Except that they remembered to take their apathy pills for the day, and I clearly didn't get the memo to take mine. Like, really? Gonna give me the "move or I'll get cut" look?

At one point, I sneezed. Then I sneezed again. And, because I'm a genius (I'm superstitious), a final third time. The last time, a lady working there glanced up, then back down. So, apparently the concept that workers are on the opposite spectrum from their shoppers is kinda bull crap, too. I could feel the seething judgment of the cashier, whom you could tell would rather be working at a GAP (y'know...full of a different type of narcissism). That was lovely.

But, regardless, aside from the warm fuzzies from the actual social experience of perusing a Whole Foods, I enjoyed the place. No, really. The aesthetics were gorgeous. I found myself turning a corner only to gasp at the beauty of the meat section. I'm not deranged; they were just stocked wonderfully with items I could have only dreamed about...and at relatively low prices. They just HAD. SO. MUCH. I wanted to weep.

Only, I really did kinda want to weep. When I got to the car with my booty (which, thanks to booze -- and a special organic, non-GMO 6-pack for the husband whom had entertained the, of course, NOT napping toddler in the backseat the entire time -- cost a touch more than I had expected), I was glad the experience was over.

Let's just say...I'm kind of glad for my over-priced Hannaford finds and a relatively stress-free shopping experience. I'll probably go back some day, but I'll be better prepared.

As we slowly entered Memorial Day weekend traffic, I stretched my neck to glimpse the Trader Joe's across the way. Next time, Dellecese. Next time.

Flashing What We Know

I recently mentioned falling in love with a few homemade birthday presents for our monkey. Thank you, dear friend Pinterest. I call her "Pinny" and she looks remarkably like Kaley Cuoco (whatever her married last name is, I can't be bothered to Google) in my head. Pinny's my new enabling BFF.

Anyhoo, one of the super easy projects I just HAD to stay up past midnight working on was the toddler flashcards. See, the kid's a toddler genius (but what mom doesn't think that, really?) who is starting to pick words out (for real), LOVES reading, and knows tons of letters, numbers, and animal sounds. Kid's got it goin' on, thanks to his Grandma's diligent work with him daily. So, I don't want all her hard work to go down the toilet while he's lazing about spending intellectually stimulating summer days with me.

So, I spent some time on PicMonkey making and saving a few sets of flashcards. Here are a few wicked easy samples (not the whole sets, that'd be cray-cray):

Numbers!

Shapes!

(Boring as all get-out with the gray, but didn't want to detract.
Side note: I did a rhombus AND separate diamond. We'll throw the spaghetti on the wall and see which one sticks. Child-led learning. ;-))

Matching Game!
(Printing an extra set of the above shapes, he has to match them to the "real life" objects; moon goes with "crescent", by the way. I'm tricky. I would accept star there, too, though.)

Colors!

Now, to print, *evenly* cut, and laminate them! Actually...first, to head to my mom's basement to track down my tiny old laminator. *wink, wink*

By the way, I'm still thinking of making up a few cards for matching with colors as well as a set of friends 'n family ones with pictures and names (especially to learn the folks who love us who happen to live far away, or whom we just don't get to see often).

I am wondering, though -- the game ones I'm obviously going to keep loose for matching purposes, but the others I'm thinking of putting on a metal ring. Whatchya think? Loose or ready-for-car-use?

More Homemade Birthday Ideas

Okay. It's June, folks. In our neck of the woods, that means a couple of things.

1) Inventory in the library. (Also see -- "I don't care, I'm wearing flip flops and yucky clothes everyday. Try and test me.")

2) School's going to be done...sooner rather than later. Side note: Where the HECK did this year go?!

3) Hadley's birthday will be upon us like *snap* THAT. Seriously, the more work I have to get done at school, the faster the time goes. That's a written law in the time-space continuum.

So, of course I've been hunting down some stuff for the big day. Well. Kind of.

More like...gifts. On Pinterest.

Wait, what? Gifts on Pinterest?? What the...how?

See, I know the Hadman gets a lot of...stuff...for his big day. I'm quite sure Dave and I will have a mini shopping spree for a couple of outfits and a book or two, and I think we've already sneaked a couple of toys on a trip to Toys 'R Us. We're normal, after all. *bugs out eyes, sticks out tongue*

But, after I realized I wanted to get him some felt play food (that plastic stuff's okay, but this is a tad cooler...and a touch more earth friendly), and maybe some letters and/or numbers and/or shapes while we were at it...well, of course my attention turned to Pinterest and that old stand-by search term: "DIY." Here's the "Kid Fun" board I've been pinning to.

A few days later, I found myself in possession of a stack of cheap, CHEAP felt (made from recycled bottles, nonetheless!) with dreams of these inspiration images dancing in my head:

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(Please let me know if this was your idea, I'd like to give credit!)

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(So simple, so genius!)

 

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(My fave!)

Awesome ideas, right?? I'm holding off on making a pretend kitchen until he shows more interest (and we have a bigger space for it).

The next inspiration came from the FABULOUS job my mother-in-law has been doing with teaching Hadley his letters and numbers. She uses flashcards as well as alphabet books, so I figured it'd be useful to have some around the house this summer. Enter Pinterest, once again.

It's funny. PicMonkey is my favorite blogging tool for images lately. You'd think I would've connected the dots in my mind to say, "Doy! You should use that to make some flashcards for the Hadman!" Der dee der! Silly me. But, this site right here figured it out for me. Thanks, Mommy's Craft Obsession!

The inspiration from this site also lead me to think about making "friends and family" flash cards. Y'know, with family members' faces and names so he can learn about all the people who love him...and to realize that the only "Bill" in his life isn't the weather man. (Sorry, Uncle Bill!) In his defense, "Mr. Bill" is a family friend.

The other cool thing here is that I purchased a small laminator back in the day (in my elementary ed. days) that will help these suckers last for any possible future kids that come down the line. Look at me working smarter, not harder!

The last handmade thing I'm thinking about would probably be a "sometime this summer" rather than "for your birthday" idea.

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Couldn't you just DIE?! I LOVE how she made these -- right down to the color and use of lima beans (instead of sand, which we all KNOW will end up EVERYWHERE)! I could totally see these living on our back porch. Plus, since they're made with a couple of Rubbermaid containers, you can easily put a top on them to keep them safe from the elements. *swoon*

Now, let's see if I can handle that project.

And the invitations. Yeah, I probably should get on those, huh?

(If you'd like to know what we're planning for the monkey, check out my post announcing our second birthday theme.)