Thursday, December 27, 2007

WHAT??? PROTEIN?

Okay, so today for lunch Thing2 insisted on eating pizza, which was fine. She even likes it cold, does it get any easier? So after she ate a piece of pizza with 3 pepperonis on it, I asked her to eat a slice of turkey for extra protein. She said, "WHAT??? PROTEIN? I don't like protein! What does that even mean?" So I explained that meat is made of proteins that help give our body energy to play and grow big muscles and bones. After that brief discussion, she agreed that she needs LOTS of protein to play gymnastics and with all of her new toys.

So, its snack time, and she's trying to convince me to let her have water and carrots. Gee, what a debate we're going to have. So she says, "If I have carrots and water together, it will be full of healthy protein!" So I told her that carrots are very good for us, and they have lots of vitamins that are especially good for our eyes. She looked at me, totally serious, and said, "Mommy, I think YOU should eat more carrots, too! When you go to your doctor you can tell him that you eat carrots to make your eyes better."

Oh, and then she came back and asked for crispy bites (granola bites) to go with her carrots and water. Then I had to explain that it was a good choice because it has lots of fiber. She was totally into that, too!

Disclaimer: Animals were munching rabbit food during the making of this post!

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Zoo for sale! (minus the animals)

Greetings from my neck of the desert...but not for long! Today we listed our house. It was not an easy thing for me to do. I put it off as long as I could. I know its going to be a good thing. I just have to keep telling myself that. A good thing...good things will happen...great job for DH...Things 1&2 will have great opportunities...good thing...good thing... See, I can do it!

It was a long process. We cleaned the house for what seemed like ages. I have determined a few things...#1: we have a TON of junk! #2: it is impossible to keep a house tidy with kids around and #3: you can't hide your junk in the closet when you're trying to sell a house

We have been preparing our human animals for a couple of months. Some would say we started too soon, but they are too smart for us to hide anything. In the past week or so we've been practicing how we have to keep the house for showing. Each evening after tidying the bedrooms and playroom we play a game. "Clean Machine" is a human train that goes from room to room and inspects for cleanliness. Who would have thought that something so simple would get the job done! If I'd known this 5 years ago my life would be without so much stress! WARNING: If you are a visitor at our house you are not exempt from participation in this new nightly ritual!

Another stress in my life is the cat. Yeah, you read it, cat. I have not put an exclamation point behind that word for a reason. She is driving me NUTS! A little background: The cat is 12 years old, and did a stint at my mom's house during my allergy free hiatus from cat ownership. Well, my niece (I love you, little goober!) is also allergic to cats. What I learned on allergy testing day: granddaughter trumps daughter. Its okay, I totally understand and agree. Here I come to save the day! Sure, we'll bring Scotchie (as in butter) to the zoo with the rest of the creatures. Its not like we aren't always at the pet store buying food anyway. Three trips to the vet and $____ later, we're treating her for arthritis and feeding her high dollar food. Yippee. Fast forward...this cat is ROTTEN! She doesn't drink out of a bowl. She prefers tap water drizzling from the faucet. Every time I refill her bowl with fresh water I can actually see her sniff, then turn her nose up at my feeble attempt to quench her thirst. This is her only true snobby cat trait. She is actually pretty scrappy, I think she was raised by wolves (on the streets of Wac0). So, back to subject, she is obsessed with the bathroom sink. She walks around the house like she's on a Biblical odyssey wandering the desert. When anybody makes a move toward the hallway she runs maniacally to the bathroom and makes her barky meow noises. But it gets so much better...She won't drink warm water. She won't drink if the water is coming out in a stream. She won't drink if the light is off. And, best yet, she won't drink alone! Someone must stand in the bathroom and talk to her while she's re-hydrating. Does this sounds serious to you?

Disclaimer: All animals, human and otherwise, were sawing logs during the making of this entry.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Reptile Pets!

Well, its been a while since I blogged. Hmmm...considering how sporadic my writing is, am I considered a true blogger? Doubtful, but I do have some "experts" I can refer this question to. You know who you are!!!

Thing 1 is growing so fast, and I'm not sure how I feel about this most recent stage of life. She is modest in the morning and turns back into Thing1 when the sun goes down. Hmmm...maybe I have a nocturnal creature on my hands! She was, for some time, really interested in bats. She even dressed as a bat last year on Halloween. Bats are common in our area. Definitely food for thought...

Thing2 is also growing fast, but she's skipping the phases of her life that I would expect at this point. She is already a "tween" (to steal this newly coined term), or at least thinks she is. Last night she was showing off her ability to say, "DUH! I already knew that!" To which her the master of all animals quickly replied, "You are not to sass like that."...and then he turned his head and stifled a laugh. Maybe that is part of our problem. We just have funny creatures living in our house.

So check it out: We added to the zoo! Last year about this time we got a horse. Yep, you guessed it, Thing1 is still into horses. In fact, I think she would rather live in the stall than in her bedroom. I know this could be a passing phase, but Papaw believes it will stick. We also have "reptile pets"...finally! Thing1 asked for about a year when she could get her own reptile pet, and we gave in...finally. Thanks to Papaw, who found 3 anoles for us to bring home last spring. One of them tuckered out at the beginning of the summer, so now we have two...Igwawa and Tim (as in Tiny). The names mean something to Thing1, but I don't get it. The most exciting thing about reptile pets is that we get to buy crickets for them.

I never knew that you can buy "crickets to go" at the pet store? "Take out" for your reptile pet! We used to buy bulk crickets, but it always felt strange carrying a bag full of air and frantically jumping reptile snacks. Now we grab the little take out container and bring it home to the reptile pets. The animal master will actually pick the crickets up by hand (something I used to be able to do as a child) and plop them in the habitat. I just open the lid, dump the crickets, and slam the lid down. Well, actually I make it rain so the creatures will climb down from their plants onto the base of the habitat (less chance of escape). It is an exciting time of day at our house. The Things just stand there and count who gets to eat what, squealing and giggling all the while. Igwawa (a.k.a. Big Guy) gets most of the crickets, while Tim waits his turn patiently in the corner. These anoles (about three inches in length) swallow the entire cricket whole...legs, antennae and all. EWWW! Its especially gross toward the end of feeding when they're taking a while to get the insect down, and the leg or antenna is dangling out of their mouth. GAG!

{{Side note: I should say that the animal master used to work at said pet store (different city) back in the day. Well, so did I, but part of his job was corralling cricket meals.}}

I've been told by the animal expert residing in our house that these reptile pets are male. However, I have not confirmed (nor do I choose to) this information. As long as no baby reptile pets come to visit (or stay) we'll be fine! The two we have get along beautifully, which actually leads me to believe they are both female. I mean, don't females usually get along beautifully????