Tuesday, July 29, 2014

A Dozen Rockets

Has it really been 22 days? 22 short days since my Hebrew birthday? 22 days since all residents of The Sun House ran to their bomb-shelters for the first time since this war began?

Since then we've had twelve occasions to take cover. Anywhere from stairwells to behind dumpsters.

Last night Buzz could (would?) not fall asleep. At 11pm he was still sitting in my bed, noshing on Cheerios, and watching Curious George. It was ridiculous. Finally Z got sick of me complaining about the kid keeping me awake so dumped him in his own bed. I figured that with such a late bedtime he would sleep through to the morning in his own bed. However - at 3:30am he was back in my bed, kneeing me in the back. At 5am I gave up and moved to the bed in the guest room. This is why we have (read:need) a guest room.

Z left for work and I set to being semi-productive. I can't do laundry this week (yay 9 days?) but I did put it all into laundry baskets in the laundry room. I washed all of the dairy and pareve dishes and cleaned out the sink. I cleared all of the 'old' food out of the fridge. We baked a batch of granola - new recipe that didn't actually set as 'bars' but tasted delicious as tiny-clusters. I did not let Buzz nap at all today - so 9 hours straight of entertaining Buzz was pretty exhausting.

Z got home a bit on the early side. He had gone to the airport to pick up our suitcase of stuff brought in by a friend. This bag was full of so many goodies! Things I barely remembered since I had ordered them 8-10 months ago. Pretty crazy but very exciting. Plus now Buzz has clothes for the next 2-3 years.
I made a huge batch of mashed potatoes for dinner but nobody ended up wanting any. I guess tomorrow I'll either make knishes or blintzes or puffs...

We got Buzz into the bath at about 8:15. He insisted that I be the one to bathe him (so much for getting a break from kid-duty) he also wanted to dawdle in the tub for aaaages. He finally agreed to come out of the tub. We got him into pjs and finally convinced him to lie down in bed. I said good night to him, Z closed the door, I walked to the kitchen to get a snack and was about to sit down in bed to relax when the siren sounded. We all made our way into the mamad, waited the requisite period of time, then returned to bedtime as though nothing had happened. Totally surreal how normal it is to take a 12-15 minute 'break' in the middle of whatever you happened to be doing to sit in the bomb shelter and pray that nothing falls in your neighborhood or on your house or on the house of a friend/neighbor/family member. (Heck, this morning while cooking up a batch of caramel I found myself praying that the siren not sound because that would've been an enormous waste of effort, time, and sugar! How abnormal is that?!)

I shmoozed with Freddie online, Shosh took off for Shmutz La'aretz, Buzz has woken up twice (so far) coughing (he seems to be getting another cold, and coughing really makes his recovering throat hurt a lot - poor kiddo)...

I reckon it's time to try to fall asleep. Lots to do tomorrow. Gotta bake challah, gotta clean the dishes from dinner tonight, maybe wipe down the kitchen cabinet doors, grocery shopping...

Monday, July 28, 2014

Eebama

Last Friday morning I had an eye dr appointment. Just a yearly check-up but it was the first time that the whole 'dilation' thing was intense. Usually it doesn't really bother me but this time my eyes were sore and super-sensitive until the next morning. Buzz was cute and wouldn't leave me at the dr's office alone - he insisted on waiting with me even though Z offered to take him to the park.

Shabbos food got cooked. The house got cleaned. Abe came to stay by us. Friday night was fun. Buzz conked out at the table (it was a good thing we made early Shabbos.)

Shabbos morning we made our way over to The FamBily House for brunch with everybody. The Freddies were there and Buzz was thrilled to hang out with his cousin! The day went by pretty quickly - all things considered. After havdala we got a lift home then Abe made his way out to the bus.

Sunday was pretty boring. We went to the mall when Z got home from work - just for a change of pace. Z cleared the dish draining racks and even washed all of the meat dishes which was a nice surprise for me.

Today was quiet too. Buzz and I stayed cool by staying home in the a/c. We didn't do anything overly exciting.

Tomorrow maybe I'll clear out the dairy sink. I wish I knew where all of these dishes came from.

If I get the kitchen organized maybe Buzz and I will bake some granola bars or something equally as delicious. Who knows...

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Immy Immy!

This morning kicked off at 6am - that's about 2 hours before Z has to leave for work. Z put French fries in nice and early so breakfast was ready at around 7:15.

At 8 when Z had to leave for work Buzz freaked out. He was going stir-crazy locked up in the house. I know the dr said that he should take it easy - but he had already spent an entire afternoon and evening cooped up in the house. He was more than ready to get some fresh air. So we went out to the park near our house. Buzz played for a while and we slowly wandered up the snake path to the top of the park where we swung on the swings for a while.

At the top of the park Buzz turned - as is his habit - towards The FamBily House. It was the 'late' hour of 9:00am. I pleaded with him to turn back and head home but he would not agree. We walked at Buzz-pace and about 30 minutes later we arrived at The FamBily House.

We spent all day camped out on the comfy couches watching movies. Buzz took an hourlong nap. Finding Nemo, Rio, Monsters Inc, Monsters University... And finally Z came home and we ate a delicious dinner (of a new teriyaki-bbq sauce chicken) made by The Crazy Lady and Timmy.

Then it was 7:45ish and Buzz was getting super cranky so we took him home, dosed him with painkillers, put him in pjs, and he was asleep by 8:30. Hopefully he'll sleep peacefully through the night.

How cute is this shirt with sharks from our Miller cousins in NYC! Buzz loves it - and chose it himself this morning! Thanks so much! An especially awesome shirt to wear while watching Finding Nemo!

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Adenoidectomy & A Siren

We woke up at 4am thanks to a terrific light-show from Buzz's watch. By 5:25 we were packed and ready to go. Two minutes later we were driving down the street on our way to Tel Aviv. We opted to do the procedure privately at Assuta and it was an overwhelmingly good choice. The staff was great and the ward was wonderful.
They took him in at 7:10 and by 7:45 he was already coming out of sedation. We cuddled him while he regained his bearings. Not too long after he was sipping ice cold water like a champ and Z read to him. He conked back out for a while and when he woke up he was ready for some ice cream and to play!
By 11:10 we were all signed out and released. Free to go home. Buzz enjoyed a pita with peanut butter right on his usual schedule. He fell asleep on the trip home and for the first time in his 27 months of life he didn't snore!!! I found myself nervously staring at his chest to make sure it was rising and falling steadily. There was an 'incoming missile siren' while we were playing in the soft toy room but the fun didn't even miss a beat because the ward we were in was a 'protected zone' (bomb shelter) of the building.
Back at home it was a long afternoon. He was still a bit woozy and had hour-long cycles. 45 minutes would go by and he was fine, then suddenly for 10-15 minutes he'd get a low-grade fever and tantrum like a maniac. We eventually caught on to the pattern and that made it easier to keep him calm. He conked out at 6:30pm in my bed. - and I'm curious whether he's asleep for the night. I'm leaving him right where he is because any sleep is good sleep - it's important for healing. The surgeon said that by Thursday he can go back to his regularly scheduled program and routine - and he's already itching to go to the park so tomorrow should be interesting.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

"Uio o?"

This morning got off to an obnoxiously early start at 1:52am when we were dragged from our dreamless sleep by the terrifying sound of the siren. Z scooped Buzz from his bed and we waited bleary eyed in the pitch dark of the mamad. The siren went on for an interminably long time - it was a double. Buzz woke up pointing at the ceiling and covering his ears to block out the sound.
Thankfully it eventually ended and we were able to return to our beds. Buzz snuggled with Z and they both fell back asleep. I was not so lucky. Unable to fall asleep after being woken I lay in the dark tossing and turning until close to 5am when I finally drifted off.
Z left for work on the late side. Before he left he got Buzz dressed, then when he went to leave Buzz was devastated that they wouldn't be leaving together. I made eggs to go with our fries for breakfast and enticed Buzz to stay with me. I promised him that we'd do a fun activity.
I wandered around the house all day doing small tasks and chores. I made a menu for shabbos and I emailed a shopping list to Z of things that he could pick up on his way home from work. Buzz bounced around the house playing with everything that he could get his hands on.
Eventually I decided that it was time for our 'fun activity' - I opted for some sensory play. Moon Sand (also known as cloud dough) sounded good. I combined 4 cups of all purpose flour with 1/2 cup of canola oil then stirred the mixture until everything was combined. We ended up with an awesome light and fluffy, soft and moldable, version of wet sand. It was SO cool! It wiped off hands pretty easily, and wasn't gritty. It definitely made a mess but the fun he had playing with it was definitely worth the effort. Next time I'll either stick a smock on him or let him at it in just a bathing suit.
At first Buzz was apprehensive about getting his hands dirty. (Meanwhile I was sitting there up to my elbows in the stuff - IT WAS SO COOL!) I gave him a whisk and some serving utensils so that he could play with it on his own terms. I offered him moulded 'boulders' of the stuff and he happily allowed me to place them on the spoons for him to transport. Eventually his curiosity got the better of him and he allowed me to take his hands and dig down into the bowl. He was hooked. He went crazy after that. Pouring from bowl to bowl, smashing, smushing, and having a great time.
This activity kept him busy for over an hour. I was extremely impressed. He was so engrossed in it that he let me put his hair up so that it wouldn't interfere with his vision and he didn't even charge towards the ipad when I took a few pictures.
Towards the end of playing Ayala called to find out whether it would be alright for her to come over. With the whole 'semi-war' situation Avi has been kept fairly busy and late on base every night. I was happy to have the grown-up company and Buzz was delighted because he loves A&A so so so much!
We washed up the toys and the floor of the mirpeset. Then we started making dinner (fleishigs tomato vegetable soup - I was SO in the mood for something delicious and filling - I added meatballs, barley, and split peas so the pot too!) Ayala arrived as we began dicing the vegetables. Soon the soup was simmering, so it was a prefect time to bathe Buzz. He showed off all of his cool bath toys and splashed around for quite a long time. Eventually we coerced him out of the tub with offers of his OmNom shirt as pajamas.
Z finally came home bearing groceries. We sat and enjoyed a delicious dinner (I threw borekas into the oven too in case anybody wanted something that crunched with their soup.) Ayala read Buzz two books then we called it bedtime and Z marched him off to his room. After an hour and a half of cuddling the kid was finally asleep. 10:00pm. No doubt there will be a siren in the next couple of hours - just because...
Tomorrow is clean and cook time. There's not much to do but it'll be enough to keep us busy!

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

"I can make farts..." -anon

Yesterday was a fast day and it was super extra boring/long. I washed/folded three loads of laundry. Buzz and I played with ice, cleaned the mirpeset (again), watered the plants, washed the a/c filters, and watched A LOT of Curious George.
When Z got home from work we went over to The FamBily House for dinner. The Crazy Lady made delicious tomato vegetable soup and a whole meal too.
We headed home on the 'early side', it was only 9pm. We had to walk to the main road to get to the car, then we had to park on the main road near our apartment too because there were no spots in the lot. Buzz walked so it was slow going but we made it inside and were about to press the elevator button when we heard the siren start. The elevator was up on the 2nd floor and would have taken approximately 35 seconds to descend and then take us up to our floor - so we opted to take the stairs. Z scooped up Buzz and we ran. We made it into the apartment, turned on the air-conditioning, and closed the door to the mamad with a few seconds to spare. We heard one faint boom as the Iron Dome took out a missile but it was a micro-second blip in the fun that we were having while changing Buzz into pjs and putting party hats on him.
This morning Buzz and I enjoyed our breakfast fries. Then I complained to Z that a I was bored and that there was nothing to do. A note arrived from the post office yesterday saying that there was a package waiting for me - so Z suggested that I take Buzz for a walk.
We got dressed and found the keys to the front door. Then as I opened the door Buzz rushed out driving his green bimba (riding toy). I quickly revised the 'post office plan' and decided that we'd just go to the nearby neighborhood park. Buzz happily rode around the park for 40 minutes. We made our way up to the top of the park and when he was done playing on the swings I figured he'd be ready to head home. However he had other ideas. He insisted that we head in the opposite direction than home. I then decided it wouldn't be too hard to shlep him to the post office. After picking up the package he still refused to turn back towards home. We walked steadily down the hill until we arrived at mercaz hapizza. Buzz was wearing his 'I love pizza' shirt so of course he wanted a slice. We sat and he enjoyed a mid morning snack while watching the buses go by. I suggested heading towards home one more time but he was adamant that we continue down the hill. As we approached The FamBily House he began to cheer and clap his hands. Evidently he knew where he wanted to spend the day.
We watched the gardeners clean up the garden, we watched Rio and Tangled, we helped cook, we helped plan shul events, and we played with all the toys. Overall it was quite a fun day. Frank is home from his fancy-pants cruise, and Dibble started his D&D chug today.
The Crazy Lady prepared a delicious dairy dinner for us to enjoy. Broccoli soufflé and a huge fake-(take)out 'Italian Salad'. Z had arrived from work, and Frank had come home from his friend's house where he spent the day getting right back into the swing of things.
We feasted, then we cleaned up the toys, said our goodbyes, and went out to the car. Yo'Abba needed a ride up to the shul for maariv so we gave him a tremp. Back at home we snagged a nice wide spot in the parking lot (courtesy of two morons who parked not so nicely in two spots apiece on either side of the spot we took). Then we made our way inside, changed into pjs, and it was bedtime for Buzzy. He didn't nap after our trek this morning, and he didn't conk out this afternoon. By earlier this evening when he was slightly grumpy and wanted to fall asleep I made huge efforts to keep him awake and was (thankfully) successful. So here we are, 8:45pm and there is a pretty good chance that he'll be asleep by 9. It would be a miracle. I'm not getting my hopes up tooooo high - but here's to hoping...
 Also if there is a siren at any point later tonight I am going to be SO extremely pissed off. And if the bomb-shelter-hustle wakes my kid you will hear me scream no matter what corner of the world you may find yourself in.

Monday, July 14, 2014

Afrofro

Z left for work this morning as usual and I decided to get an errand done that I'd been procrastinating. So Buzz and I got dressed, filled our water bottles, and set out at 10am before it got too hot to walk. Buzz was insistent that he wanted to walk so I didn't bother shlepping the stroller. Instead I wore the carrier like a belt. He had a blast pointing out trees, buses, motorcycles... All the things you'd see on a nice walk through town. I was highly impressed when 25 minutes later we arrived at our destination - Buzz had walked over a kilometer without a word of complaint. As a treat he picked out a bag of chips at the kiosk, then we went into Meuhedet to sort out the paperwork for his procedure next week. (One of the referrals expires this week so we needed to get the date changed.) He happily ate his snack and drank his water while I dealt with everything. We even said hi to our 'family' pediatrician (who was rather bemused by Buzz's fancy (but askew) sunglasses.)

We got super lucky since The Crazy Lady was actually out and about town picking up milk and eggs - so she gave us a ride home. It was really nice - partly because we missed her so much and partly because it's a relief to have her back in the driver's seat of the van. We got dropped off and came inside just in time for mid-morning snack - Buzz was excited for his mini pita with peanut butter.

(Reading through this post I realize that it is really not overly exciting - just a lot of 'what Buzz did'.)

Buzz took a three hour nap - conking out at 1:40 and waking up at 4:40. I probably should have woken him up a bit earlier but I feel bad because we've been having really late nights. Even if he were asleep earlier he'd just be woken up by the bomb-shelter-dash - so it doesn't seem worth our while to fight him to bed at an earlier 'more reasonable' hour.

While he was napping I washed the dishes from both sinks. I also consolidated a few misc. bottles of vanilla extract and filled a 'gift-bottle' for A&A. I took the old beans from one of the bottles and laid them out to dry - I'm planning to toss them into a jar of golden cane sugar to make some vanilla sugar.

Buzz woke up  when my phone vibrated on the bookcase near the bed. It was Timmy calling to see whether we were ready to be picked up for a ride to The FamBily House. I pulled everything together and we headed out to the driveway to wait. Buzz rode his little train riding toy around for a few minutes until they arrived.

At The FamBily House things were pretty quiet. People started to trickle in. Fuzzle is home from the farm which made Buzz extremely happy. Dinner was delicious. Then we made our way home to attempt to get Buzz into bed on the early side.

Bath then bed was the plan but after 45 minutes in the tub the crazy kid ran around in just his diaper for another hour. I eventually went to sleep at 10:50pm.

Now I'm exhausted.