Monday, April 27, 2009

Rainy Sunday Afternoons

I came home from church late yesterday, and the boys were already home. I had visions of a quiet lunch, and then then heading up to bed with a good book. It was raining, and rainy Sunday afternoons are perfect for curling up and doing nothing.

Wait. What's that you say? Oh....you're right. I have a six-year-old. So Sunday afternoon naps are pretty much a thing of the past.

So what did I do on my rainy Sunday afternoon?

I went to M's dance party.

I pulled into the garage after church and sat in the car for a few minutes, talking on my cell phone. I saw M's cute little face peek through the barely open door to the house. "Come here!" he mouthed. I hung up the phone and headed into the house.

Considering it was noon on a Sunday, I found it strange that M was standing in a pitch dark kitchen. I walked into the house to find all the curtains drawn and the lights off. Every candle in the house was lit, spread out on tables and counters and floors.

M was standing just inside the door.

"Welcome to my dance party," he said, and took a bow. (He had Nate had been practicing this suave move, so the "impress Lindsay" factor would be extra high.)

He pulled me into the living room where Michael Buble was playing on the stereo, and instructed that I dance with Nate. He sat down on the couch to watch.

I must have given Nate my "deer-in-the-headlights" look because he was laughing pretty hard. "Just dance for a minute" he said. "M was insistant that there be dancing, but he was too embarrassed to dance with you himself."

M sat and watched as Nate twirled me around the room, and gave Nate a wink and a thumbs up every time I had my back turned. Six years old, and already a ladies man :)

As soon as the dance was over (which wasn't soon enough) we moved on to party games.

M had drawn his very own version of "Pin the Tail on the Donkey" and had even made a little tail that had to be taped on. He had a special blindfold that he'd created out of copy paper and staples that I had to wear. I gingerly put on the blindfold, praying I wouldn't lose an eye on one of the staples, and he proceeded to guide my hand to EXACTLY where the tail needed to go on the donkey. Nate played after me, with the same instruction. So everyone was a winner at M's dance party.

Then we moved on to snack time. He had set out some Cheddar Bunnies and some leftover Easter candy at the kitchen table, so we all sat down to enjoy our gourmet treats by candlelight. There was some three-day old coffee still left in the pot in the kitchen, so he graciously got a mug and poured me a cup, which I pretended to enjoy.

After snack time, we moved on to his rock collection. He's been collecting all the "beautiful" rocks from our front yard and keeping them in a special box he made. He had them all laid out on the table, and they looked especially fabulous in the flickering glow of the candlelight.

Next it was time for him to show off a few of his skills. He and Nate have been perfecting the "M leap," a football move that makes my heart stop for a minute in fear every time he does it. They demonstrated it a few times in the living room, while I breathed a silent prayer that he makes it to adulthood without breaking a bone.

And then, finally then, it was M's turn to dance. He put in his McDonalds Happy Meal KidzBop CD, and got his groove on in the candlelight. He even threw in a few break dancing moves that I haven't seen since 1989. He gave Nate and I some instruction on how to correctly execute a few of his signature moves, and pretty soon we were all dancing around the living room.

Not a bad way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

Oh, and when I asked him why we were celebrating, he said he just wanted to throw me a party because I do so many nice things for him.

Sigh.

Being mom to a six-year-old is pretty much the best job I can think of.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Signs of Spring

For the past two weeks, I have existed almost entirely on canteloupe and asparagus.

Okay, so maybe that's a slight exaggeration, but I have eaten A LOT of it. After a long Iowa winter, I'd forgotten how good fresh fruit and vegetables can taste! I'm excited that we're heading back into the portion of the calendar where fresh produce is actually "in season."

I thought I'd post my favorite asparagus recipe. It's easy, and delicious (although if you're watching your sodium intake, it's probably not for you!)

Enjoy!

ROASTED ASPARAGUS

1 lb. fresh asparagus, ends trimmed
6 T. olive oil
2 t. salt
fresh ground pepper

Preheat oven to 425.
Mix olive oil, salt and pepper in a shallow dish.
Roll asparagus in mixture, coating evenly.
Place asparagus on a foil covered baking sheet.
Bake for 20-25 minutes, until ends are brown and crispy.

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