I love doing fun things to celebrate special days. We eat heart shaped sandwiches to celebrate Valentines Day, I made a red and green lunch for Christmas and we always cover The Goose’s bedroom with balloons to celebrate his birthday. And, since I recently learned that I am 42% Irish, I figured we should start celebrating St. Patrick’s Day, too!
I searched Pinterest and found a few really cute ideas for celebrating St. Patrick’s Day – and we had a lot of fun trying all of these St. Patrick’s Day treats!
If it was up to The Goose, he would buy lunch at school every day. It’s not that he doesn’t like homemade lunches. It’s just that he gets bored with the same sandwich, vegetable, chips combo everyday. Sure, I change it every once in a while, with a Lunchable from the grocery store or some chicken nuggets in his Thermos. But overall, lunches were pretty much always the same.
But then I saw the Yumbox and knew that it would be the answer to all of our problems.
Ever since The Goose started first grade, he’s been obsessed with losing teeth. Everyday he checks to see if any of his teeth are loose yet, gently tugging on each one to see if they move. And everyday he is disappointed to find that all of his teeth were still intact, and nothing is moving.
But, at his last trip to the dentist that something changed. Apparently he DID have a loose tooth… he just didn’t know it. It was right in the front, and when the dentist wiggled it for us The Goose’s eyes got really big. Apparently, he had felt the wiggle before, but didn’t know what it was.
My family shares an iPad, and my six year old son has been asking for a tablet of his very own. Since receiving his VTech InnoTab Max, he’s been in heaven. He has enjoyed playing the games that were pre-loaded on the tablet, using the movie maker, taking pictures and sending text messages (just like we do on the iPad!).
Pros: The tablet is very sturdy. We’ve only had it a few weeks, and you’d never know by looking at it, but he’s already dropped it several times. It also has an attached stylus and a handle so that he can carry it around more easily.
This past weekend, we held The Goose’s sixth birthday party. Last year, we had his party at Chuck E. Cheese, and while it was fun, it was a lot less memorable, and not quite as fun as he expected. So he decided that this year he wanted to have his party at home.
We spent a lot of time talking about he wanted to do at his birthday. He wanted a bounce house, water balloon fight, birthday cake pops, bobbing for apples, pizza, hot dogs, techno music, black olives, tomatoes, bacon ranch pasta salad and a pinata. Obviously, he had high expectations, so we had to pare them down a bit. This is what we decided on.
All in all, I have to say that I’m a pretty good mom. I take The Goose to cool places, I don’t hassle him about making messes, and I encourage him to be himself, no matter what. But one thing I no longer do, however, is try to make food fun. Here’s why.
The Goose has never been much of a breakfast eater. He cries over waffles, doesn’t like hash browns, and refuses to even try eating toast. It’s always been a struggle – so when I found foods that didn’t mind eating, I made them over and over. For The Goose, there were only two foods that I could consistently feed him for breakfast without him crying, throwing a tantrum or refusing to eat. One was oatmeal and the other was scrambled eggs topped with cheese.
I love to cook, so when I’m home I spend a lot of time in the kitchen. And when The Goose is home with me, he likes to be right there with me. He loves helping out in the kitchen, whether it is making his own dinner (he makes a mean turkey and tomato sandwich), or choosing a recipe out of his favorite new cookbook (C is for Cooking). He always tries to be helpful… and sometimes he actually is.
If you’re new to cooking with kids, here are a few tips to make it a little easier on both of you…
The Goose is not a morning person. And neither am I. As you can imagine, this makes for an interesting, and frustrating, start to the day. Especially on school days when he needs to get up, get dressed, pack his backpack and be ready to leave the house before the bus comes. But the worst part of all? Breakfast. Hands down.
Well, the problem comes from choosing. When The Goose is groggy, upset that he can’t use the iPad before school, or irritated that I made him get dressed, the last thing he wants to do is eat a healthy breakfast. And just how does he remind me of his unhappiness? By doing the one thing he knows makes me crazy: refusing to choose. Or choosing the one thing we don’t have. Or choosing something and then, when it is placed in front of him, crying because it wasn’t what he really wanted.
During the summer, grilled chicken salad is one of our favorite go-to meals, especially on busy nights. Not only does grilling give us a chance to eat on our patio (which is one of The Goose’s favorite things to do), it also doesn’t heat up the house and it gives us a chance to pick fresh vegetables from our gardens. (We have a large family garden and The Goose has his own garden, too.) Take it from me – If you’ve never had a chance to eat a fresh picked cucumber, you are really missing out.
Because I’m such a picky eater, I’ve worked really hard to make sure that The Goose doesn’t follow in my footsteps. When he was a baby, and first began eating solid foods, I made all of his baby food at home. I began introducing him to a wide variety of fruits and vegetables (like mango, kiwi, cauliflower, peas and avocado) – all foods that I would never, ever have tried eating as a child (or as an adult, for that matter). Thankfully, all of my efforts paid off. Nowadays, The Goose is a big veggie eater. He loves fresh vegetables like tomatoes, cucumbers, carrots, and even eats raw green beans right out of the garden! He is also a fan of broccoli, corn, and sugar snap peas.
What summer looks like for The Goose…
He plays with the hose… and sometimes he accidentally sprays himself in the face.
He goes to Music in the Park and then he dangles his feet in the fountain… He tries really hard not to get his pants wet. But he is rarely successful.