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Veggie Tales Silly Songs has saved me from TV malaise. Gideon really loves music and we had been watching the silly songs on YouTube. I broke down and bought a couple DVDs Friday so he has been requesting those over the animal shows. They are amusing and get stuck in my head.

That’d be too bad. If my lips said “adios, I don’t like you I think you’re gross,” that’d be too bad, I might get mad.

I know there are great shows on in the morning on PBS, but Gideon still gets bored sometimes with those. He just enjoys the music a lot, which is quite fine with me.

We are still sticking to the 30 minutes in the morning and 30 minutes in the afternoon for TV watching.

Of course, the problem with having a sick child is that when they recover, they think they can continue to be coddled. Wrong! Gideon has been very sad to realize that all day TV and snacking are not our new awesome routines. I think that it will take us some time to get back to normal.

Recipe: Chicken Paprikash

This recipe can be made in a flash and tastes great left over. The original recipe calls for the mixture to be eaten over potatoes, but it is also wonderful over rice or noodles. I have doubled the mushroom, onion, and garlic from the original and adjusted the sauce depending on what you are putting it on.

Chicken Paprikash
adapted from Cooking Light

    4 baking potatoes (or hot cooked noodles or 2 c. cooked rice)
    1 lb. boneless skinless chicken cut into bite-sized pieces
    2 tbl. flour
    2 tsp. paprika
    3/4 tsp salt
    1/4 red pepper
    1 tbl. butter
    1 c. chopped onion
    16 oz. presliced mushrooms
    4 garlic cloves, minced
    1/2 c. chicken broth (double this if eating over noodles or rice)
    1/4 c. sour cream (whipping cream works in a pinch as well)
    2 tbl. fresh chopped parsley (optional, nice to have if you already have a bunch lying around)

Cook potatoes, noodles, or rice to desired doneness and set aside.

Melt butter in a large skillet over medium-high heat.

While butter is melting, combine flour, paprika, salt, and red pepper in a gallon size ziploc bag. Shake the dry ingredients to combine well. Add the chicken to the flour mixture and shake until the chicken is well covered.

Add chicken mixture, onions, garlic, and mushrooms to skillet. Saute for 5 minutes. Add broth and bring to a boil. Cook 8-12 minutes or until chicken is done.

Remove from heat; stir in sour cream.

Serve over baked potatoes, rice, or noodles. If using, sprinkle parsley over the potatoes and chicken.

Just an Update

Gideon seems to be doing better during the day, normal temperature, but at night he keeps a steady 100-101 temperature. I woke up every three hours to check his temp and give him Tylenol or Motrin. Everyone here is exhausted. I am hoping that tonight is better.

Gideon is so tired. He went to sleep already and, despite eating two pancakes for breakfast, he only picked at lunch. Perhaps a good nap will revive him.

Thanks to my friend, we have some Veggie Tales movies to watch and that has saved me from literally watching the same six 30 minute animal shows all day. I have already watched the Wild About Animals episode with the dolphins 3 times today. I am considering buying the Wild America (classic!) for him to watch because I think they are better than what is currently on tv.

It is hard when little ones are sick. Gideon either wants to be carried, held, or snuggled, leaving me to do nothing but take care of him. It is tiring, though sweet. I think I will use this unexpected quiet time to eat lunch and watch some child inappropriate tv aka Vampire Diaries or Dollhouse.

A Small Scare

Gideon started developing a runny nose at the end of last week.  It turned into a slight fever on Sunday evening and then a good fever Monday night.  Last night he exploded into serious fever territory.  I gave him a bath but he was clearly cold as all he did was hunch over or lay down into the warm water.  When I took him out he was shivering.  Our immediate reaction was to cover him up and keep him warm.  In hindsight, that was a mistake.  We had him snuggled up in a blanket, gave him some tylenol, and sat on the couch to watch Lost.  Michelle checked his temperature (under the armpit) and it registered 104!  That was decided, he had to go to the doctor the next day.

But that’s when the scare came.  Michelle got up off the couch quickly and bent over, saying we were going to have to go somewhere.  She was blocking my view from Gideon and I thought, based on her movement that he was throwing up.  That wasn’t the case at all.  He was seizing.  I had heard of seizures in small children who have fevers that are too high.  But this was way too scary when you are watching your own kid do it and you don’t know what to do.  We unbundled him and just laid him on the floor.  Michelle told me to put on my shoes, but that wasn’t enough for me, I wanted to know what we needed to do.  I watched him then while Michelle looked for a number.  That is when I noticed his lips turning purple and we freaked out a little bit.  That is when Michelle called 911.  I’m glad she did.  We turned him over on his side so that he wouldn’t choke on his tongue.  Soon after that he stopped and just began breathing heavy and his eyelids were half open until he fell asleep.  A few minutes passed where we just knelt over our son and waited for the ambulance (Pullo had joined us by this time).  The ambulance came and told us he was okay.  All his signs were good but his fever was still up at 103 and we should probably take him into the hospital.

To wrap up a short-story-long (that’s the only way I know how to tell them), we went to the Pediatric Emergency Room and they looked at him to make sure he is fine.  There is nothing they can do for him.  They advised us to begin using Motrin along with Tylenol and keep him unclothed to make sure we keep the fever down.  The doctor informed us that these seizures are common and they do not hurt the brain.  That was a relief to me.  They waited for his fever to go down a little bit (it was still 104) and then they let us go.

The Lord speaks to me through my son more than any other way.  He knows me too well.  I was having a bad day due to recent events and other life pressures (plus the weather just called for a gloomy mood).  The message was received loud and clear.  Buck up!  It could be worse.  Thank you Lord for protecting me from the worst.

–Ries, powerless.

Constellation is Dead!

In case you haven’t heard yet, today President Obama released his fiscal year 2011 budget proposal.  In this proposal he calls for a cancellation of the NASA Constallation program.  For those not familiar, that includes the Orion crew vehicle, the Ares I and Ares V launch vehicles, and the Altair lunar lander.  Altair hasn’t really gotten off the ground yet and Ares I has been under scrutiny from the beginning.  Orion is the program that I work on.  I left my job in engineering support for Johnson Space Center to come back to Lockheed Martin because I wanted to get in on the ground floor of the new program.  The Shuttle was going to be retired, that was sure.  The US had to have something and Orion was the only current plan (it still is) so I thought fairly certain that it would not get cancelled like so many NASA vehicles before it (Venture Star, Crew Return Vehicle, …).

Well, it looks like that day may have come and I am not sure what future lies for my career.  This is only the proposal and it has to make it through congress, which has stated in the past that it has a different view point.  So, we will see how this drama plays out.  Of course, we are still getting the “heads down, eyes forward” speeches from upper management, but what else can they say.

–Ries, have you seen my resume?

This is less a recipe and more a secret that ever after made my chicken and turkey salad great every time.

On a side note: Yes, it is not Monday. Yes, I know that the recipes have been late often, but I decided that once a week, sometime is good enough for you! Carry on.

Back when Ries and I were still dating, I went back to Ohio with him for Christmas one year. I am glad that we made the trip; it was the only time I met his Granny, who was a wonderful, sweet lady. Like many lessons well learned, this one was shared in the kitchen with family running around and the ladies chatting in the kitchen.

Ries’ mom, Cindy*, was turning the leftover turkey into the obligatory turkey salad when she divulged the secret of making great turkey salad.

Celery.

I know. I know. You probably already put celery in your turkey salad, but it is the proportion that is the secret. When making turkey or chicken salad, the mixture should be half meat and half celery. Sounds simple, but once I started adhering to that rule of thumb, my turkey salad, no matter what else I put in it, turns out perfect.

I make turkey and chicken salad in a dump, taste, and add manner so I am just going to list ingredients that I often put in with some approximations and let you experiment yourself with actual proportions. Ries is probably reading this and having an apoplexy.

Turkey or Chicken Salad

    chopped turkey or chicken
    chopped celery in equal proportions to the meat
    mayonnaise
    1 tbl mustard (if I am feeling really fancy I use Dijon)
    dash salt
    dash pepper
    2 dashes Worcestershire sauce

Mix all ingredients well. Eat on a sandwich, crackers, or all by itself. Yum!

*Cindy, whom my brother-in-law has deemed The MacGyver of the kitchen.

If you follow this blog (and I am not sure why you would, must be following my wife or kid) then you probably know that I, like most of you out there, have a hate-hate relationship with Comcast.  Really, it is cable companies and not specifically Comcast.  I generally don’t trust anything they do, because their only motivation is to put money in their pockets right now with no concern over the consumers desires or the direction that technology is pulling the world.  I will stop my rant now, before I gain steam.

So, on Friday, I got a call from Comcast telling me that my 6 Mb/s (download) internet service that I pay ~$60 for could be upgraded to a new plan that they were rolling out that would give me 16 Mb/s for $64.  For $4 more to get more than twice the bandwidth, how could I resist?  So I agreed to upgrade my service.  Especially since, Michelle has been complaining about the internet acting funny recently.  After agreeing to this, the customer service rep also notified me that basic cable also comes free with the service.  Great, now the cable I was getting in my study because they removed the filter would now be completely guilt free.

This has to be too good to be true, right?  Like I said, I don’t trust Comcast.  I went to their website.  They make it hard to find the details on their website.  They don’t want to make it easy for you to determine where they are holding the knife to you.  But from what I can tell, it seems that they are upgrading all their internet services.  The plan I was on, will now go to 12 Mb/s and be a little cheaper.  It looks like they didn’t want me to get something for nothing so they convinced me to go up to the higher tier service, which was also getting upgraded, to the now 16 Mb/s speeds.  To top it off, since Tuesday, when the new speeds were activated, I have not been able to achieve download speeds faster than 9 Mb/s.  Better than before but not what the service claims.  Nor is it even as much as the lower tier plan claims.

I also have an old modem, which my lease fee has easily paid for twice over.  I asked if I needed to turn it in for a new one, but they claim it handles the speeds of all their services.  I suppose so, if none of their services provide what they claim.  I am pretty sure I am going to exchange it anyways.  If I am leasing, I at least want the best one that they will provide.

Believe it or not, I’m not actually mad about this.  I still may do something about it but I am surprisingly calm about.  I guess the lowered expectations created by years of dissappointing service and customer relations has created this type of attitude.  Good job Comcast!

-Ries, turning into a cynic.

Broken Records

What I say every 10 minutes or so these days:

If you have to go poopoo, tell Mommy.

Being a Mom, it’s an adventure… involving body functions.

Hungy

Gideon tells me often that he is “hungy.” He is hungy in the morning. Hungy for snacks. Hungy in the middle of the night when he should have eaten his dinner. Sorry, kid, have some milk. No snacks until breakfast. Hungy, Hungy. Hungy. Gideon seems to have a black pit where he puts food. I know and dread how this will worsen as he reaches teenagerhood. Lord, please be gentle to my food budget.

He loves cereal bars. Whenever I give him one, he eats it and then asks for, “More cereal bars.” I lie and say we do not have any more cereal bars. (Lying is a great parental trick, too bad he will eventually catch on to it.) I tell him he has to eat X that is also on his plate. Then begins the lament of You Are The Worst Mom Ever Because You Only Let Me Have One Cereal Bar At A Time. It is a sad lament, but one I hear often. Gideon changes this lament occasionally when eating other favorite things that we only let him have one of: hotdogs and cookies are the things that come quickly to my mind.

Worst. Mom. Ever.

I think I can live with that badge if it means he eats a greater proportion of good things to bad things.

He is currently hungy and sad because I gave him a cereal bar and cheese for a snack. He wants more cereal bar and does not want the cheese. I guess he can be hungy until the cheese starts to look more appealing to him or until dinner, whichever comes first.

Of course, the cheese will make a second appearance with dinner if not consumed before then. See? Told you I was mean.

Recipe: Pizza Dough

I can not believe I have not posted this yet. At our house, Friday is pizza and beer night. We make pizza from scratch and drink homebrew. It is a great way to close out the week. I could eat pizza every day, but once a week will suffice.

This recipe makes enough crust for 2 large pizzas. If your family only needs or wants to make one pizza at a time, you can freeze half the dough after rising. Dough will keep in the freezer for about 3 months. To use frozen dough, simply take it out of the freezer and let it thaw. After it has reached room temperature, roll it out, let it rest for a few minutes, then proceed as normal.

This recipe calls for a combination of bread flour and regular unbleached flour. Bread flour makes better breads because it is higher in gluten. If you use all unbleached flour, the dough will still turn out fine.

For wheat crusts, substitute wheat flour for the unbleached flour in the recipe. I also sometimes add ground flax or wheat germ for extra nutrients.

Pizza Dough
adapted from Cooking Light

    2 c. bread flour, divided
    1 tsp sugar
    2 packages dry yeast or 4 1/2 tsp. dry yeast
    2 c. warm water, divided
    2 1/2 c. unbleached flour
    1 tsp. salt
    2 tsp. olive oil
    cooking spray

In a medium bowl, place 1 c. bread flour, sugar, and yeast. Stir with a whisk to combine. Add 1 c. water at 115 degrees. Stir until well combined. Set aside and let rise for 15 minutes.

In a large bowl, place the remaining c. of bread flour, the unbleached flour, and salt. Stir to combine with a whisk. Make a well in the center of the flour.

When the yeast mixture is ready, add it to the center of the flour mixture along with the remaining 1 c. water at 115 degrees and the 2 tsp. olive oil. Stir from the middle, slowly combining the wet and dry ingredients. When a the dough forms you can either turn it our onto a floured surface for kneading or you can knead it in the bowl using one hand at a time. If I am feeling lazy, I just knead the dough in the bowl.

Knead the dough for about 3 minutes or so, adding flour as needed. The dough should be smooth and not sticky.

When the dough is ready, place it in a large bowl covered in cooking spray. A bowl with a lid works best or cover the bowl with plastic wrap. Let the dough rise in a warm place (the kitchen) for 45 minutes or until doubled in size.

When the dough is doubled, punch down and divide in half. If you are freezing a portion, now is the time to do that. On a floured surface, roll the dough to the desired size and thickness. Place on a pizza pan. Top with the sauce and toppings of your choice.

This dough also makes great calzones. Just remember to poke holes in the top!

Bake at 450 for 10-12 minutes.

Every Day a Gift




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Originally uploaded by Wandering Eyre

When we went for our check-up in December, we walked by Pod C, where Gideon was when he was the most sick. It made my heart flutter to look at him, so big, and remember him small and hooked up to the ECMO machine. Here are my boys, almost two years later.

Sometimes, I can not believe what a gift we have been given. I know that God has plans for our family and we never forget why we have each day.

Every day is a gift from God.

Gideon at 20 months

It is staggering to realize that this person living in my house has been here for almost two years. He comes up with new strategies everyday for taking over the family, but lucky for the adults, we can usually see right through his machinations. Here are some tidbits about Gideon.

Gideon had his last, until Kindergarten, developmental checkup at Texas Children’s in mid December. He performed 6 months to a year ahead in all skills. He does talk a lot and is very good at figuring things out. It was nice to have a doctor confirm our belief that we have an amazing kiddo.

They did ask us how many words he knows and I was like, “We are supposed to count all of them?” He knows hundreds of words, he can identify a lot of animals (including the noise they make and what they eat), he knows colors reasonably well, he can count to three (sometimes), he can identify his name and some letters, he remembers things that happened weeks ago, and he can make pizza dough like a pro (admittedly, I help a bit). It is sometimes hard to figure out what he is saying because he mostly knows nouns, only a handful of verbs, though he seems to be gaining verbs daily, and no articles or conjunctions.

He does like commands the best. Sit down. Come on. Mommyyy! Dad Daddyyy! Read Book. Eat! Hungry! Play! He does think he is the boss. I have noticed that he is easily frustrated and can’t imagine where he picked up that!

Gideon adores watching football and bball (basketball) with his Daddy. He does his own commentary as well, which is often more entertaining than the actual game. “Run!” “Tackle!” “Fall down!” or in the case of basketball, “Bounce!”

His favorite toys, and boy did he get a lot of them for Christmas, are: matchbox cars, wooden puzzles, books, a little people airplane and airport, and plastic animals.

He still only really likes animal shows on TV and that is ok with me.

Gideon only has four teeth, but he uses them well. He eats almost everything and in large quantities. Gideon loves to cook and make dough.

During bedtime, Gideon gets to pick three books and three songs. He requests songs and has recently started “singing” Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star with me. By singing, I mean he sings every fifth word. The first time he did it, I almost died from the cuteness.

We got serious about potty training this week and so Gideon, who had previously been telling us when he had to go potty, went on strike and refused to cooperate or else he threw fits when we suggested sitting on the potty. Willful is definitely in his vocabulary. The last couple days, we have had some successes and he likes that he gets an M (M&M) when he poops on the potty. I think this will be a process of time.

Gideon keeps us laughing. He loves to give hugs and kisses. He loves his grandparents and great-grandparents. He likes to play with his friend Caleb (who he calls Cable) and his cousin Isaac. Gideon finds new things to learn, say, and do everyday. He is a blessing.

First Hair Cut


First Hair Cut

Originally uploaded by Wandering Eyre

A picture of the haircut!

There were no tears, even from me, but Gideon was a bit wiggly.

*This is late because WordPress ate the first one I typed and it is not like I have time to sit around on the internet all day.*

If you have never made beef stroganoff from scratch, believe me, this recipe is worth the calories. I implore you to use real butter and leave the fat free sour cream in the fridge. Bust our the full fat for this because this is comfort food at its best.

This calls for beef tenderloin or sirloin, but I frequently use flank steak as well. Any thin cut beef steak you have hiding in the freezer will work.

Classic Beef Stroganoff
courtesy of classic Betty Crocker

    1 lbs beef tenderloin or sirloin steak
    2 tbls butter
    1/2 lb mushrooms, washed and sliced
    1 medium onion, minced
    1 can or 10 1/2 oz beef broth
    2 tbls ketchup
    1 garlic cloves, minced
    1 tsp salt
    3 tbls flour
    1 c. sour cream
    3-4 c. cooked noodles (I use egg noodles)

Cut meat across the grain into 1/2 inch strips, about 1 1/2 inches long. Melt the butter in a large skillet. If you have a skillet with higher sides, use that one. Add mushrooms and onions to the skillet. Cook until the onions are tender and transparent. Remove from skillet and set aside. In the same skillet, cook the meat until browned and just done. Reserving 1/3 c. of the beef broth, stir the broth, ketchup, garlic, and salt into the skillet with the meat. Cover and simmer for 15 minutes. While waiting for the meat mixture to simmer, you can cook the noodles.

Place the flour into the reserved broth and whisk until well blended. Stir into meat mixture. Add mushrooms and onions to meat mixture. Heat to boiling, stirring constantly. Boil and stir for one minute. Reduce heat. Stir in sour cream.

Serve over the noodles or mix the noodles in. My mom always served stroganoff with the noodles mixed in, so that is what I prefer to do as well.

Santa Was Duped


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Originally uploaded by Wandering Eyre

He believed us to be good boys and left us toys instead of coal. Mwahahaaaaa!

Being a Mom

Nothing prepares you for being a parent. You may think you know, but you never do until you actually are The Mom. My sister-in-law recently had her first baby, right before Christmas, and all her triumphs and trials have made me remember those first hormone filled weeks of motherhood. Ah, the tears! The smiles! The joys! And then more tears!

The thing that floored me the most was the way being The Mom felt like a cloying burden in those early days. You feel tied down, literally, by the thing on your breast. The knowledge that you, and only you, can care, feed, and soothe this new person is, at times, overwhelming. The whole time you know that you choose this way, this child, this life and still you wonder what the heck you were thinking. Then of course, your baby smiles (or passes gas) and you think the entire world is filled with unicorns and moonbeams.

I am not seeking to dismiss the way Dads feel. In fact, I think the burden of being responsible for a family is pretty big, huge, but as I am not The Dad, I do not know and can only speak for what I felt.

I think all new Moms have to cross the Holy Crap I Have a Kid and Now My Life Will Never Be the Same Ever Until They Are Like 30 and Even Then… River. Crossing that river is hard work. Making the changes to the life you used to lead is hard. Being responsible for the care and feeding of a person is the hardest thing I have ever done, but it also the best thing I have done with my life, will do, in fact.

It is painful and joyful to bring a child into this world. You wonder, at the beginning, if you can ever do that again. Then, with time you know for certain, that the hardest things are also the things most worth having.

Holiday Cheer and Sickness

Between traveling to and fro to various family holiday goings and a very bad bout of food poisoning that Ries saw fit to pick up, this family has been hopping since last week. Sorry for the lack of, anything. I would have posted a recipe yesterday, but I was caring for the recovering Ries and a Gideon who is overjoyed and energetic with his new toys.

Ries was well enough to travel north for a brew date with his brother-in-law Keith this afternoon, so I had the house to myself and I actually got some writing done. Miracles never cease.

The big news was that Gideon got his first haircut today! If I get a chance, I will get those pics up tonight. My boys are on their way home and I am unsure what they will need from Momma this evening.

So I hope your holidays were fun and sick free! Pictures and stories… forthcoming.

Whew, glad that’s over

Now ends the fall semester of 2009.  I must say that it was definitely not an enjoyable one.  I seriously doubted that I was going to pass my classes.  When all was said and done I received A’s in both classes.  In retrospect I feel a little bit like Michelle’s sister Jennifer who used to always worry about her grades and tests.  I never understood why it got her worked up when everybody around her knew she would get an A.  I have a little more sympathy for her now but you also can’t blame me for my worries.  After all, I got a 32.5 of one of only 3 tests in one of the classes.  (Still not sure how I ended up with an A, I didn’t think I did particularly well on the final).

I have never worked so hard in a class and still receive bad grades.  I have worked hard and got good grades, I have not worked hard and got good grades, and I have not worked hard and got bad grades.  But never worked so hard and still struggle so much.  It was a new experience.  Combine that with this parenting thing, work being busier, and an extra 2 hours worth of commuting per day and this was a significant semester for me.

I’m just glad it’s done.

–Ries, just 6 more like that to go!

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