motherhood is...

realizing that it is really no big deal to pick someone else's nose.

a boy of few (or many?) words

henry has a lot to say. henry has many opinions. henry wants you to understand this right now.

unfortunately, henry does not yet know how to convey all of this in any form of comprehensible words. he does not accept the excuse that you do not speak his particular language of grunts and assorted utterances.

henry better get his act together quickly because, while i can interpret the grunt that means ' yes', his needs for communicating are quickly eclipsing the bounds of yes/no questions. he's frustrated, i'm frustrated. there are many tears.

however, i feel amazingly connected to him right now. for all intents and purposes, i am the only person on this earth who can decipher what he needs or wants. it is a heady feeling.

a penchant for healthy eating

hugh came down from his 'nap' this afternoon and asked what i was doing. upon being told that i was cooking an eggplant to make him and henry pasta with roast eggplant puree, he proceeded to dance wildly around the kitchen exclaiming "yum! thank you, mama! thank you for making me eggplant pasta! i LOVE eggplant pasta!".

apparently, the kid loves eggplant pasta.

he also 'loves peeling garlic with you, mama! thank you for letting me peel garlic!'.

i'm not sure if he's just really excitable today, really loves garlic & eggplant or if he's having an eddie haskell moment.

{to live like hugh try giada's rigatoni w/ eggplant puree.}