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Adrienne Z…….don’t you tell me he isn’t tan!

I feel good after my 4+ mile walk this morning.  I met up with a couple friends and their kids, and we had a good combination - good pace, good kids, good conversation and good weather! 

One of the topics that came up in our conversation was how Scummy wants to get a little poodle pretty soon.  Too bad that Jenny and I were there to tell her without sugarcoating it–that she is ridiculous!  Funny thing is…about ten minutes into our walk Scummy started seeing signs that prove that she needs her dog!  First, she looked over the edge of the sidewalk and saw a lump of tar that looked exactly like a black poodle!  It really did, and we were all cracking up.  Then a bit later, we hear ferocious barking from the house up the hill from us.  I report that there were 3 poodles freaking out at us — and one happened to be a little apricot toy poodle - exactly what Scummy wants! 

Then in classic Scummy fashion, she started pointing out things that were “signs”, but to me they were more like “stretches”.  We had a great time, and I will admit that the signs were a little freaky!  Scummy, I think you should go and get your poodle today, so we don’t have a poodle fall out of the sky in front of us on our next walk!  After our walk, we all treated ourselves to a Jamba Juice (which probably defeats the purpose), and headed our seperate ways.  That is definitely my idea of excercising…having fun while you do it! 

Of all of the features Scout got from me, the last one I wanted him to get was “ugly crying disease”!  You know how some people shed some tears, wipe them away and then go on with their day as usual.  If even one tear enters my ducts, I am puffy, red and hideous for the rest of the day.  Worse than that is when I actually have a good cry.  Depending on how “good” that cry is, I can be out of commission for up to two days.  Poor little guy!

For a very long time, I have wanted to sign up for cooking classes.  I finally signed up for a couple at the Laguna Culinary Arts Academy, and am hooked.  I went for the first time last night and spent over three hours in total bliss.  I know everyone always says that they love food…but I really LOVE food.  I love to see what ingredients work well together, what methods are used, and what a professional vs. the home cook uses.  Last night I learned all about meats and sauces, and I am signed up for pasta sauces in a few weeks.  Very fun! 

Scout Kei Denison has grown almost a complete pound in a week and a half.  I took him in for his 4 month check up and he weighed 14ibs 9oz.  Yesterday I took him in because he had a rash and weird bumps on him and he has been acting really funny lately.  First off, he has been fussy and does these low gurgle/screams like he is furious which he never has done before.  Second, he has been constipated instead of his totally regular self.  Lastly, he has been so ridiculously hungry that I feel faint throughout the day if I don’t eat pretty often. 

The doctor explained that it was nothing serious, and to keep an eye on certain things to see if they get worse.  He also explained that the binging was due to him growing so much in the past weeks.  This morning, Micah and I were playing Scrabble -or should I say I was creaming him in Scrabble- and Scout was with us making these low toned screams again.  Micah was holding him (in his usual way - like a football), and walked over to the TV.  On his way I saw out of the corner of my eye something that resembled a waterfall.  Let’s just say that four days of food ended up on the slate floor.  Micah yelled…GET SOMETHING!  So I did…I ran for the video camera!  Needless to say, we have one happy and unconstipated little boy on our hands again!

I am SO bummed that Calin and Skylar are starting up school again.  We have literally had the funnest summer together.  On top of the fact that my “nannies” are gone, I will also miss my little sidekicks.  Bummer!

If you recall, I had a “mystery woman” who stole all of my Iwako Erasers recently.  Well, by careful retraction of events and stealth private investigation, I discovered it was Calin - my stinkpot niece.  She would never admit to it, until about two weeks ago, she casually mentioned, “Lindsey, you are SO boring now that you have a kid.  You haven’t even done anything about our war.”  So it is her!  My simple response was, “I am just waiting untilo you least expect it.”  She said, “yeah right” and had no faith in what I am capable of. 

I had the plan long ago, but it wasn’t until today I got to put my plan into action!  So on Calin’s first day of seventh grade, with her new Marc Jacobs bag on her shoulder….people are going to start whispering.  They are going to wonder if she forgot to shower or something….but then they are going to think something even worse may have happened, like she was REALLY nervous for her first day!  She might even wonder herself, what is going on.  But when she goes to grab her first pencil of the day….she is going to see that she shouldn’t mess with me….and that War Stinks!  Thanks for providing the diaper Scout!

We had a fun day of family and swimming.  Scout loved the water, but was totally wiped out by the end of the day.

I guess when you have a little sister that always tries to be like you, it gets to you sometimes!  But this time, she has really gotten to me! 

Tristen’s new thing is that whenever she comes over to our house when the baby is not awake, she just “checks” on him, and then he is magically awake!  Funny thing is that after four months, Micah finally set up our baby monitors, so I know exactly what is going on in the baby’s room. 

This morning, Tristen came over about 45 minutes after putting Scout down for his long morning nap.  Against my wishes, she “checked” on him.  I curiously and anxiously listened by the monitor to hear the door slowly creak open.  Then what she thought were delicate footsteps over to the crib.  A few little taps on the bare back…and then a surprised HUH!  She spotted the monitor and knew she was caught red handed.  She tried to play it off, like she knew I was listening all along and whispered “MAMA” in the monitor so I could hear.  Then I hear Scout’s mobile playing “By The Sea”, as I irritatingly head over to the room.  When I get there, she quickly says, “he was already awake”.   I think NOT, as I see the sweetest little swollen eyes opened about half way.  He looks up at me and then puts his head down again.  Then Tristen says…”Whoops!”

I told her she is his caretaker for the next two hours, and then this is what I found………………..

(Notice he doesn’t like it!!!)

The final looks….

His dad is going to kill her!  And my mom just says that we will make beautiful girls!

(P.S. - Megan just called and asked what was going on.  We told her the above story, to which she replied, “Funny you mention that.  Last night we were looking through the baby videos, and Lindsey…your kids are dead.  You were the meanest aunt.  You were always making our kids eat gross stuff and when Chloe just started walking, you were yelling…trip her, trip her!”  –Well times have changed Megan, and I am much nicer now!)

(P.S.S. - I told Tristen to clean it all off, and she hesitantly reported that it will all come off in the pool….except maybe the lipstick.  Apparently she couldn’t find a dark enough color in the regular type of listick….so she moved onto the permanent stuff.)  -Don’t worry crowd - I have the remover!