Monday, April 20, 2015

Yakitori, part 1

Our host was on a mission to show that the Japanese eat the entire chicken.
Grilled chicken heart:


Grilled chicken cartilage:


Fancy diakon appetizer:



Smoked chicken liver pâté:





(Photos taken 2015-04-20.)

Yakitori, part 2

Normal chicken, with daikon on top:


Raw chicken in soy sauce (actually quite tasty):


Chicken neck:


Raw chicken liver. This is the only one I didn't enjoy, but I ate two pieces to show I "liked" it anyway:


Grilled chicken liver. I think our host had a thing for liver.






(Photos taken 2015-04-20.)

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Matthew teaching Isaac the ancient art of making ninja stars



(Photos taken 2015-04-12.)

Tommy likes corn

This after refusing chocolate pudding after trying one bite.





(Photos taken 2015-04-12.)

Saturday, April 11, 2015

Tommy helps Daddy

When I started sweeping up after lunch, Tommy grabbed the other broom and followed me around, "helping."

(Photos taken 2015-04-11.)

Wednesday, April 01, 2015

Tommy's goose egg

Grandma gave Corinna a necklace of hard, green stones. Somehow while she was swinging it around she walloped Tommy just right and gave him a huge raised bruise. He was pretty inconsolable for a while but then he kind of forgot about it, thank goodness.



(Photos taken 2015-04-01.)

Tuesday night is Baskin Robbins night



(Photos taken 2015-03-31.)

February and March peanuts

  • Tommy keeps eating the crayons in nursery. I guess you're not big enough until you can tell the difference between coloring time and snack time.
  • Rachel: "Matthew wants to have a friend over." Me: "Did he have a 90% average this week like we discussed?" Rachel: "No. It wasn't really close." Matthew, eavesdropping: "Hey, at least I didn't fail!" He sets a high bar for himself.
  • Rachel: "If anything happens to me, marry someone extremely patient."
  • Me: "Let's watch So You Think You Can Dance." Rachel: "Not tonight. How about Sherlock Holmes?" "I don't want to commit to 90 minutes. What about Friends?" "Yuck. Burn Notice?" "What else is there?" "... I have manlier tastes in shows than you do."
  • I did 9 chin ups in a row today. Me: "I haven't done that many chin ups in twenty years!" Rachel: "You're probably even stronger now. You're packing a little extra around the middle."
  • Corinna refused to eat her brisket tonight until Rachel trimmed off all the bark. Some native Texan she turned out to be.
  • Matthew, playing mine craft with a friend online. I don't think he noticed that I sat down behind him. "You know how I haven't been online for weeks? What my parents did is, I have to get all my homework done. I have a *lot* of homework."
  • Yesterday, Melissa spilled her craft sequins all over the living room floor. Today, Tommy had sequins in his poop.
  • A co-worker told me a story about Christine: "Someone came up to me at the kickoff. 'Is that really Jonathan's sister?' I confirmed that she was. 'I would never have believed it. She has such good social skills!'"
  • At the park with the kids. There is a crushed grape on the sidewalk. A yellow jacket flies down and starts eating. Tommy reaches out to play. I move him down the sidewalk. Sometimes, what you don't know can hurt you.
  • In a swing with Tommy on my lap. Corinna is pushing us. Being pushed is more awesome than I expected.
  • Christine: "You're the most challenging member of the family to massage. David is muscular, but you're..." Me: "Padded?" Christine: "That's not the word I was looking for, but yes."
  • Put all the kids to bed. Isaac woke up vomiting about 10. He got it on himself, his bed, and his floor. Then instead of heading for the bathroom, he went next door to his sisters' and puked on their floor, Corinna's bed, and Corinna. And for good measure, a large Diego pillow.
  • Things Tommy wanted to eat today: Split pea soup, Charcoal, Soap. Things Tommy did not want to eat today: Eggs, Grapefruit.
  • Actual words said in my house tonight: "Why is Isaac naked in the back yard? It looks like he has his finger up his butt. Ew! Ew! He's pooping! Why would he do that? What could he have been thinking?" Isaac reports that he didn't have time to make it to the bathroom, but it was not diarrhea that we cleaned off the lawn.
  • Me: "You know what I haven't done in a while? Shrugs." David: "Now, you are a full-fledged lifter."

Monday, March 30, 2015

Rachel has a dedicated S'mores pit

The children approve. Tommy just gets Graham crackers but he thinks that's pretty good.





(Photos taken 2015-03-30.)

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Houston, chronologial thoughts

We rented a minivan because our Buick is in the shop with serious engine problems, but we weren't going to let that stop our road trip.  (The dealer loaned us a pickup that seats five comfortably and six if you're desperate, but either way that wouldn't fit our entire family.)

We left Thursday night about 7.  Stopped for barbecue in Elgin before everything closed at 8.  Hoped the kids would all fall asleep while driving, but only Tommy had the good sense to do so, and even he woke up before we arrived.  So everyone was tired and cranky when we got to the hotel.

Rachel found a site that lets you search for hotel rooms that sleep up to 8, and ours had two bedrooms and a living area.  We stuck the kids in the room with two queens, Tommy in the living room, and us in the other bedroom with one king.  It worked all right, but I think the earliest Corinna fell asleep all three nights was 10.  Saturday night she was still going until 11.  No doubt this accounts for some of her ludicrously unpleasant mood.

On the positive side, everyone slept longer in a room that almost shuts out light entirely with the shades drawn.

Friday we visited the NASA Space Center.  It wasn't as fun as it was four years ago.  Mostly because three year old Corinna was a much worse guest than three year old Isaac was.  But also because the main thing that amused Isaac, the enormous ball pit, was gone.

Also, the White Tour is lame.  Stopped at one building, saw the SAIL shuttle simulator and the "rocket park," and that was it.  No wonder the line was short compared to the other tours.

Rachel generously took the three youngest after lunch while I saw some of the exhibits with Matthew and Melissa.  The IMAX Journey to Space film was fantastic.  The smoke billowing out of the shuttle launches almost made me claustrophobic.

We drove until Corinna and Isaac fell asleep, then we found a park and the older three ran around with some other kids until it was time to head to Paula's.  We had a great dinner with Paula and Scott, with only mild hysterics when their tiny dog approached Corinna.

Saturday we visited the Children's Museum.  It was huge.  We could have easily spent the day and still had things left over to do Sunday, but Corinna was out of patience by 2.  We pushed her to 3 to let Isaac and Melissa get some time in the construction zone, but then Rachel and I were both done with her.  We went back to the hotel for naps all around.  After an hour of fighting, Corinna fell asleep.  Two hours later, she peed the bed and woke up.

By then it was time for dinner (written about below), and dessert with Ryan and Rita at the Chocolate Bar.  Paula recommended the Chocolate Bar and it was pretty epic.  We shared five kinds of cake and two kinds of ice cream among the lot of us.  Then we got in a couple rounds of Dominion at the hotel, cut short by me fat-fingering my ipad when I went to take a drink and dropping out of the game.  It was for the best, those cards were terrible anyway and Ryan was clobbering us.

Sunday morning I took Corinna to the hotel pool.  She was looking forward to swimming the whole trip and she wasn't even fazed by the chilly water.  She sat on the edge and kicked her feet in the water for twenty minutes, then declared she was done.  But she was happy about it and her good mood persisted until brunch, where she got a waffle as she requested instead of the pancake she requested slightly later.  Also slightly earlier.  She changed her mind more than once.  Ultimately she ate the waffle and decided she was full.  Crisis averted.

Then we drove home and Tommy puked (also written about below).

This probably comes off as pretty negative.  We went into it knowing that family vacations are no picnic.  We are not newbie parents and we have the scars to prove it.  But wow, this was way more stressful than we expected.  Coming home Rachel turned to me and said, "I guess we're done with family trips until Corinna is ten."  And honestly that doesn't sound like a bad plan right now.

Houston: the two youngest travelers

I posted a few pictures from our trip to Houston, but not many.  I think I was too traumatized to be cameraman, most of the time.

The predominant feature of our little vacation was how hellish it is to travel with Corinna.  Rachel and I have not bred pliant, easy-going children, but she is really something else.  She must have complained eight thousand times that she wanted to go home -- not just in the car, but during activities at the Space Center and the Childrens' Museum.  She was a little ball of vinegar the entire weekend.  If it wouldn't destroy our relationship, we'd leave her with Grandma and Grandpa for our next trip.

On the bright side, Tommy was a much better traveler than expected.  He was pretty content in his seat the entire ride, possibly distracted by the novelty of being in a front-facing seat for the first time. 

Unfortunately, on the way back we plied him a little too hard with cookies and chips, and less than ten minutes from home he started puking.  And puking.  And he just kept puking, not projectile vomiting but just feeding it slowly out of his mouth like a kid slurping up oatmeal in reverse.  Every time he wiggled it smeared a little more over him and his seat. 

We pulled over to wipe everything down to limit the damage, but when I was done I still had little puke molecules clinging to my arm hair.  Once home, Tommy and I took a shower together.

A dinner without complaining

It has been a long time since we had fancy Italian, and there was a highly rated restaurant near where we were meeting Ryan and Rita for dessert.  Rachel and Matthew and I had tasty dishes that we'd never tried before.  Melissa and Isaac opted for safe spaghetti and pizza, respectively.  Tommy happily tried a little bit of everything.

Corinna?  Corinna did not want pizza.  She did not want spaghetti.  She did not want lasagna or chicken or beef.  She wanted noodles.  Plain noodles.  No sauce.  No cheese.  Plain noodles.

So that is what we ordered, and for once, she didn't change her mind and demand something else.

I think that was the only meal the whole trip where she didn't complain once.




(Photos taken 2015-03-21.)

Saturday, March 21, 2015

"Dodgeball"





(Photos taken 2015-03-21.)

The power tower

Couldn't get both in focus at once. They were too engrossed to hold still.
Corinna could almost keep up with Isaac since she barely had to bend over. Later, I saw a sign that said kids under five were not allowed. I would have ignored it even if I had known.





(Photos taken 2015-03-21.)

Children’s Museum Houston

I have no idea what game this is or what the rules are, but Isaac and Melissa are fascinated.

It seems like it's designed to trick kids into doing math.





(Photos taken 2015-03-21.)

Tommy at the hotel in Houston

I think he is mad that there wasn't actually infinite toilet paper.





(Photos taken 2015-03-21.)