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Max meets a water fountain

Max meets a water fountain

Things have been both crazy and busy, happy and sad since I last wrote here. We lost Tony’s sister Rikki in a tragic car accident Easter morning. Please keep her family in your thoughts. Tony has been working on putting together a charity organization in her honor (more on that later, once all the paperwork is done). We’ve taken two road trips (one for the funeral and one for Tony’s grandmother’s 80th birthday). Max keeps getting bigger and bigger and more and more into things. I’m working on my book and expect to be done this week (that being one reason why this blog has sufferred along with no updates).

We had a good Memorial Day, spending lots of time with neighbors and together as a family. We even went to the McHenry Drive In for a doubleheader (Star Trek and Angels & Demons), which was a lot of fun, though I think I’m still tired. Max’s first movie out, as a matter of fact.

I’ve got other Max-ish stuff to update on but first I need to get the book done! Then I can breathe again. If you’re on Facebook, friend me there…I’ve posted a bunch of pictures there. Need to take some more too!


Our little guy is getting bigger and badder every day. Not actually badder in a bad sense, more like in the James Brown sense. He’s now figured out how to get himself sitting up on his own (before, we had to sit him up) and has even stood up by himself while holding on to the hearth. He’s basically ALWAYS moving.

Max Standing!

Max Standing!

We’re starting to baby proof because the boy is into EVERYTHING. He has an especial fondness for cords (like laptop cords or lamp cords) and basically anything he’s not supposed to have. He’s only done a bit of traditional crawling, as he’s figured out he can scoot across the floor pretty darn fast (especially on the hardwood, where he’s like a greased pig) while still on his belly doing the military crawl.

His first tooth is in, though it’s only about half way out. You can definitely see it (and feel it!) now. He’s still eating well, though nothing chunky yet. He dearly loves yo-baby baby yogurt and thinks it is the coolest thing in the world when he gets a bite of the same thing mommy or daddy is eating (like the butternut squash soup I made the other night).

More updates soon ūüôā

As daddy keeps telling Max, the only way he’d disappoint his mommy is if he isn’t a reader. So we’re doing our best to make sure he is. The nighttime routine now goes like this:

6 PM ish – Mommy feeds Max some real food (I’m still making it all and he’s still eating it all) while Daddy is cooking dinner.

7:30 ish – give Max a bath (if necessary)

8 PM ish – Daddy gets Max ready for bed and reads to him while Mommy does dishes, then Mommy feeds him one last time and the boy passes out.

Here’s a glimpse of reading time…

Mr. Brown Can Moo, Can You?

Mr. Brown Can Moo, Can You?

So, let’s see…the latest Max-erator news. He tried pears for the first time tonight. Seemed to like them pretty well. Last night he tried a little bit of turkey (mixed with apples and a potato) and seemed to like that too. His very first meat attempt.¬†

Okay, I admit it. He pretty much eats whatever we put in front of him. He’s a great eater. His favorites are probably apples and nectarines and bananas though. I’m still making all his food. It’s going well, I just am never doing plums again. What a messy pain in the bupkiss.

We’re trying to teach him how to use a sippy cup now. He gets the concept of which part to stick in his mouth, but I don’t think he’s quite got the lifting it up thing yet. If he’s on his back, he’s okay with it. Though he doesn’t spend much time on his back anymore. Even in his sleep he rolls over and hikes his little baby butt up in the air.

In bookish news, so far as I can tell my book is doing well. I’m starting to get fan mail now which is really cool. Awesome, in fact. Though it feels weird to call it fan mail.

Hey, any family or friends reading this — if you know a teacher (for middle school or high school), tell ’em to enter my contest to win a free author visit! Details at Contest ends the last day of October. I could be coming to a school near you (and bringing Max to visit…which is the real reason I knew you’d be interested)!

This is going to be kind of a wide-ranging, catching-up kind of post.

The Peacock Fine Indian Cuisine, 700 N. Milwaukee Avenue, Vernon Hills, IL 60061 (847) 816-3100

We had to pick up something out in Vernon Hills yesterday night so we decided to try this little Indian place in the same shopping center. Interestingly, I looked up reviews of it just now while searching for a website for it (apparently, there isn’t one) and they are pretty much divided between people who LOVED it and people who HATED it. The people who hated it either hated the food or the service.

Well. Honestly, our experience there was really good. The service was friendly and¬†attentive (so attentive, in fact, that when I asked him if he could recommend a place for dosas he told me to just call him ahead of time and he would make me one anytime I wanted), the food was good and seemed authentic (based on our experiences at other Indian restaurants around the country) and was served hot and in a timely manner. Tony had Rogan Josh and I had Muga Makhani (butter chicken…probably the most heart-clogging thing you can get at an Indian restaurant, but also one of my favorites…I used to get it all the time at a place in Clearwater). So I would definitely recommend it. The sauces were definitely dead on and had a nice spice level to them (i.e. they didn’t dumb it down for the pale folks).

They also have a lunch buffet, though I have no idea how that is. I’m always a little leery of buffets, so maybe that’s where the bad experiences mentioned in online reviews came from. No idea. The dinner was a little bit on the pricey side, but not heavily so. I’d recommend it. Oh, and a plus was that at least 3 Indian groups came in to dine or get take out while we were there. That’s usually a good sign.

In other news…

Station Village at Prairie Crossing is starting to look pretty dismal. First the bookstore, Under the Sycamore Tree, closed due to health issues of the owner. Then the Prairie Croissant Cafe closed because they felt they couldn’t be true to their upscale organic coffee/cafe vision in these economic times. And now the Affinity Boutique is closing so that the¬†owner can concentrate on her more profitable wholesale jewelry business. So that’s three stores in as many months. Gone. All for different reasons, but the end result is the same. I’m very sad about it. I was going to the cafe at least once a week and I made sure to order all my books from the bookstore. Heck, all the clothes I’ve bought myself lately (which, admittedly, aren’t a huge amount what with the baby and everything) have been from either Affinity or Little Skye. I’ll keep on supporting the stores that are there and hoping that new ones come in to replace the old ones.

And lastly…

I have a cousin in California who is gay and he emailed everyone in the family today about the upcoming election. He’s a lovely guy (and knitted Max an awesome little sweater) and he has been with his partner for 10 years.¬†Two of the nicest guys you can imagine.¬†They finally have the right to marry in the state but that right is in jeopardy because of Proposition 8. If you live in California and are able to vote, I ask you to please consider voting No on Proposition 8 in November.

I definitely don’t want to get into a discussion about right or wrong or morality or any of that¬†(for the most part, I think people feel the way they feel on this issue and nothing I say here will change that)…I will just say that, to me, it’s about the people and it *is* personal (and it *should* be…we’re all people and we all¬†experience love and hate and all the things in between). And I know my cousin. He’s a great guy. He loves his partner. They’ve been together for more years than many straight couples I know (and get along better than a lot of them too). He deserves the right to declare his commitment and love.

I’ll get off of my soap box now. Next post…back to our normally scheduled Max attacks!

Yum blueberries!

Yum blueberries!

Max is a good eater, albeit often a kinda messy one. I’ve been making his baby food by hand (well, by food processor, anyway). So far I’ve made him apples (with and without cinnamon), banana, peaches, plums (which neither of us wanted to eat; they were too tart), nectarines w/ apples, carrots, butternut squash, and blueberries. Of course, the blueberries are what he somehow managed to smear all over his face.

Right now he’s getting two “meals” a day + breastmilk¬†around 5 times a day. He’s doing really well with the “real” food.

He’s sitting up really well now, though he does periodically take a tumble…usually face-first into a toy. Such a boy. He’s not crawling yet, though he’s getting really good at hiking his butt high up in the air. He even rolls over and sleeps that way half the night…tummy down and butt up.

He thinks Daddy is the funniest guy ever and he loves it when Mommy sings. He’s a good boy.

Hard to believe it, but my book is finally out! I’ve got a big HUGE online book launch party going on where I’m giving away bunches of prizes and also an off-line (i.e. Real World) party this Saturday at our house (live anywhere near Illinois? C’mon by!). There’s even going to be a vampire magician/balloon animal artist coming by.

In other news…will post pictures soon from Max’s visit with his great-grandma. And the little guy is sitting up on his own now…still wobbly, but definitely doing it. You have to actually sit him up, but once he’s there, he stays. And he likes carrots. Peas are okay, but carrots and bananas are awesome.

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