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Two great tastes that go great together: Bacon in Pancakes

On Thursday, Jezebel.com picked up a story that Vintage Ads had posted.

I sent this over to the dear husband, who replied, “Sunday Morning. Our kitchen. This is happening. Be prepared.” Bacon embedded in pancakes? Our friends were inviting themselves over for brunch and hoping to taste the possible gustatory excess and certain taste bud happiness that would occur.

We went to our local supermarket, and first debated whether or not to get the maple smoked bacon, or just the straight up standard bacon. In the end we decided that the standard Smithfield bacon would be a good starter, we wanted to be purists.

After the bacon cooked down, we put the bacon on a paper lined plate to drain a bit. We also wiped down the griddle, saving a bit of bacon grease to cook the pancakes. For the pancakes, we used our favorite cookbook: America’s Test Kitchen Family Cookbook. Seriously, everything in this thing is amazing.

Once the bacon was dryish, we put it back on the griddle in preparation for the main event. Wrapping that deliciously crispy bacon in batter. To be fair, our batter isn’t as fine as the Aunt Jemima, so it doesn’t drizzle as pretty, but it makes a tasty pancake, so don’t fret.

We could have flipped them a smidge earlier, but oh, they looked so good anyway.

Finally, time to plate the tasty breakfast.

Meanwhile, Fred wanted to see what all the fuss was about. He was quite interested in the amazing smell coming from the kitchen.

What would he think of the flavor combination?

Oh yes, it’s definitely a hit. Our man cleaned his plate, as did we.


And yes, we get the irony of the lite pancake syrup. Usually we use the high-test stuff, but this was the only Aunt Jemima we had in the house…

13

06 2010

Update on V

(Crossposted from our family blog)

With his double ear infection and stomach bug, we never got around to doing a 13 month post, so I’ll try to recall what he was doing a month ago as best I can.

From “What to Expect: The Toddler Years”:

At 13 months: 90% of toddlers can:

  • Pull up to a standing position - Yes
  • Get into a sitting position – Like he ever slows down enough to do that? Of course.
  • Cruise (move from place to place, always holding on) – Does it count if he doesn’t even need to cruise at this point?
  • Clap hands – He loves to clap to music or when something makes him happy
  • Indicate wants in ways other than crying – By 12 1/2 months he was pointing and saying “This! THIS!” when he wanted something or to go somewhere.He can also sign “Thank you” “Eat” and “More”.

75% of toddlers can:

  • Put an object into a container – Yup. he loves to stack his cups and put things in them, as well as using his shape sorting toys.
  • Imitate activities – All the time. If we are brushing our teeth, he wants to as well, just as an example that we hope he keeps.
  • Stand alone – Again, he doesn’t slow down long enough to just stand around.
  • Use one recognizable word – “This” “Mama” “Dada” “Hi”

50% of toddlers can:

  • Drink from a cup – Yes, though due to messes, we tend to give him a sippy cup or a straw cup.
  • Use two recognizable words – Yes
  • Point to a desired object – Definitely. He’ll even pick up my shoes and his coat and walk to the door if he wants to go outside.
  • Scribble – He scribbled on the backdrop paper at his birthday photo session
  • Walk well – Definitely

25% of toddlers can:

  • Use a spoon/fork (but not exclusively) – He is so-so with spearing items, but loves to have us put food on the spoon or fork and then feed himself.
  • Remove an article of clothing – Besides his diaper? Yes. He’s taken off his shirt.
  • Point to one body part when asked – He can point to his ears, nose, belly, and mouth.
  • Dump an object in imitation – Especially with cups of water in the bath.

At 14 months: 90% of toddlers can:

  • Wave bye-bye – Cute story. When Daddy goes to leave in the morning, he puts on his jacket and grabs his briefcase. When he does this, Fred will purse his lips for a kiss, walk Daddy to the door, wave “bye-bye” and then close the door when he leaves.
  • Stand alone – Of course.
  • Put an object into a container – Yes.
  • Use mama/dada intentionally – Yes.
  • Follow 1-step verbal commands without gestures – Yes. This morning, I asked him if he wanted to ride his pony and he got up on his rocking horse all on his own.

75% of toddlers can:

  • Bend over and pick up and object – Yes, easily.
  • Walk well – Very easily.

50% of toddlers can:

  • Dump an object in imitation – Yes.
  • Use three words – “This” “Mama” “Dada” “Up” “Ck (for truck)” “Woof” “Ella” “Hi” “Cuh (sounding like an old man clearing his throat, for car)”

25% of toddlers can:

  • Build a tower of two cubes – Yes, but he likes to knock the stacks down far more. He can stack legos about 5 or 6 high.
  • Use six words or more – Yes, see above.
  • Run – I’d say he walks very fast, and can get close to a run if he wants to, but doesn’t run solidly like one thinks of running.
  • Walk up steps – Climb, yes. Walk, yes, if holding onto something.
  • Follow a 2-step verbal command without gestures – I can’t say we’ve tried this.

Other notable achievements – it’s hard to list because he is learning new tricks every day at this point:

  • He can climb up a few steps and then wiggle and inch his way down from about three steps up.
  • We were cleaning out the attic, and when we looked away for a moment, he had climbed up two full rungs – as in his knees were on the second rung. Yikes!
  • Speaking of climbing, he can climb on the coffee table on his own, and loves to “surf” on his rocking horse. He climbs up and then stands on it’s back while holding onto the head. Yes, we try to encourage him to sit.
  • Knows up and down. When he was on the coffee table for the first time, we said “down” and he squatted and then “up” and he stood up, over and over again.
  • Speaking of up, when he wants to go somewhere, he’ll stretch out his arms to us and say “UP!”.
  • He can answer questions like “Where is Fred’s ear?” or “What does a doggy say?”.
  • He loves being outside, and will make it known that he does NOT want to go inside if he is not ready.
  • We have one swim class left out of 5, and already has been proclaimed to be “very advanced” by his instructor. He will jump into the water from the side all on his own (we direct him back to the side to get out), put his head under water and blow bubbles, kick his legs, float on his back (when resting his head on our shoulders), and even does a crawl stroke wit his arms!
  • When he is ready for bed and we put him in his crib, he’ll take his blanket and wrap it around himself as he turns right onto his stomach from his back. He has a HUGE grin when he does this.
  • He dances, stomps one foot, and/or claps when music is on or someone says “dance”.
  • He clinks cups with us to say “cheers”.
  • He loves going down slides.
  • Though it does not thrill Roper, he tries to pick up the cat.
  • At the park near our house, lots of people walk their dogs, and he always wants to see and touch them.
  • He tries to put on our shoes, and usually can get one on enough to slide forward in it, while the other foot steps.
  • When we are in the garden, he tries to help by spreading the mulch around as we do it, or pulling weeds with us. He also eats dirt, which is hilarious.
  • When he is thirsty, he will walk to the fridge and hold the handle until we open the door to get his milk.
  • He loves to give hugs and kisses.

That’s all we have time for today, tomorrow is a big day in our family – we finalize Fred’s adoption. Legally, we will be a forever family, though we have been a family since this wonderful boy was born.

29

03 2010

Wordless Wednesday: Sharing

03

02 2010

So much to say

V is growing so fast, as fast as they say it goes, if not faster. We knew it would happen, but wow, a whole year almost? I have all these things to say as we approach official toddlerhood, but the man keeps me so busy that I haven’t made time to stop and record all of my thoughts. What I really need to do is just have some posts in progress and add to them as I think of them, or put titles of things I want to write down, knowing I can go back later and fill them in.

It’s been an amazing year, and we have so much to be thankful for. JJ’s on her way over with O-man, Callie & W will be here too, along with Mel & the twins, so all these thoughts will have to wait for another day…

19

01 2010

Perfect Moment Monday: Hambone

We’ve had a lot to celebrate this year, and this holiday season was no exception. However, V did get in a fight with a table and lost (it wasn’t even a sharp table!) and I seem to have gotten a stomach bug. As a result, we’re both a little off today. However, in his quest for exploration, he stumbled upon something that made me cackle with laughter. That made him laugh and do it some more, and as a result, I can share it with you.

04

01 2010

Book Tour: The Primal Wound

I’m an adoptive parent.  Depending on who you ask, I could be a saint or a sinner.  I am not a fan of extremes, so I just prefer to think of myself as neither.  You know who does like extremes though? Nancy Verrier, the author of The Primal Wound: Understanding the Adopted Child. There’s good reason that this book is so controversial, a lot due to Verrier’s all or nothing, black & white language.  She says she speaks as an adoptive parent and someone who holds a Masters Degree in Psychology.  My resume is the same in that regard, and so read the book through similar lenses, and have found things that I agree with and things that I find to be suspect at best and offensive at worst.  First let me answer some of the questions that others are answering today:

1.  Do you think that the negative media coverage of birth mothers has had an impact on your view of birth mothers as a whole? Have you seen stories about birth mothers that have made you think twice about adoption?

I think that for any subject out there, there are extremes.  Nadya Suleman does not represent all women who undergo fertility treatments.  Al Sharpton does not speak for all African-Americans.  A tabloid-lifetime movie network-evening news horror story does not represent the majority of first mothers.  Tiger Woods’ behavior does not mean that all golfers are cheaters. I say that having worked with a first mother that was using her child as a way to extort money from my husband and myself, among others.  I don’t think of first mothers and then assume the worst about them.  I actually try not to assume much about a first mother that she hasn’t told me herself (or said for us to know via a third party).

The first mother of our son asked to have a closed adoption, but she let our small agency know details about her and her family, which I appreciated.  I can’t begin to understand what it must be like to walk in her shoes, but I can know that she is another human being.  She is someone who found herself in circumstances where placing her son with us seemed to be the right choice at the time.

I do wish I knew more about V’s mother, and her (and thus V’s) extended family.  I wish I knew why she didn’t want an open adoption.  I don’t know these things, though.  All I can do is respect my son’s wishes if the time comes that he wants to seek out his first family, and help him in any and all ways that I can.

That’s a long way of saying no, I haven’t been affected by media portrayals of first mothers.

2.  Could you accept long-term legal guardianship of a child instead of adoption? How would such a status change your relationship with your child?

I’ve complained about not having our adoption finalized yet, but even with that, if the only way to raise a child was to be a long-term legal guardian, I would.  Rearing a child, that’s what I want.  The labels, whatever, they aren’t as important to me at this point.  For me, personally, it wouldn’t change how I feel about my son, nor would it keep me from calling him as such.  A guardian’s responsibility in this scenario is still to parent the child.

That being said, I don’t think that long-term guardianship is the best answer for children in society as it is set up today.  Far and away the norm is to have at least a mom or a dad, be it one of each, one or the other, two moms or dads, step-parents or other permutations of the role.  I think it is easier for a child to refer to his mother or father rather than his guardian.

I can see the argument from both sides.  On one hand you have the argument that the child already has parents – the ones who conceived him.  Anyone else is raising the child, but is not the mother or father.  I get that, and appreciate where those who feel this is the case are coming from.  I disagree, personally, but I can see how one could feel that way, especially if I were the one who had given birth to that child.

But does a child get that subtlety of nomenclature?  I’d defer to adoptees, young and old on this issue.  Would you have rather been in a long term guardianship?  Would you have been more comfortable calling those who adopted you something other than mom & dad?    Because really, what I would prefer in this situation is irrelevant.  What the child needs is more important.

However, from the adoptees I have in my life (adult) – some in my immediate family, they see the people who adopted them as their parents.  As such, that’s the path we are on.

3. To those who have adopted or are planning or hoping to adopt, does this change how you feel about adoption and how you would or will deal with things in the future?

This is where I’m going to go into more of my thoughts on the book as a whole.  I absolutely have changed my thoughts on adoption after reading it.  I haven’t changed in a yes/no way, but rather in a way that has continued to expand my understanding of adoption and helped me to learn more about the other participants in the adoption triad.

I would like to adopt again in the future, as I don’t want V to grow up in a house where he is the only child (said this way, since he may have siblings out there).  I will approach the situation with a more open heart for the first mother.  Now, I think that I was open-hearted and minded before, but the book helped me to see the first mother more as a person, no more or less flawed than myself, not as a saint who is giving my family a wonderful gift.

I also noted down things in my mind to think about as our son grows.  I already considered things like the fact that the termination of his first parents’ rights was a day of loss for him.  However, the book gave a voice to that loss.

The biggest take home for me is that there needs to be serious sensitivity from both sets of parents first, in support of the adoptee, and then from all members of the triad for each other.  It’s common sense, but it pointed it out from the perspective of the first parents and adoptees – a voice that adoption material often leaves out.  One needs to check their ego at the door before reading this book, and if you can do that, you can get a lot out of it.  Adoptive families are, by their very definition, different than biological families.  Paying attention to those differences without adding a negative (or unjustifiably positive in some cases) stereotype is what families can strive to work towards. I really did like her approach to reunions and her cardinal rules for adoptive parents.

However, there was a lot that I didn’t agree with, and that tended to be around Verrier’s penchant for over-generalization. I feel like she put adoption in a vacuum, where all things being equal, the first parent would have parented in the first place.  Now, to be fair, her experiences may be based around the very secret closed adoption era, but maybe she took that into consideration.  Without dragging on about it, here are a few of the topics I took issue with, and I have more than I listed, but these were the big ones:

  • Adoptees either are passive or act out. She left little room for middle ground here.  By doing that, I think she’s marginalizing adoptees and putting them in a box whereby people could then expect them to be either, when frankly, they could be neither.
  • Mothers should stay home. I’m lucky enough to be married to someone that makes enough that I can stay home with my son.  That could change tomorrow in this economy and I’d have to work. While I agree, it would be best if people could not have a need for daycare, but for the majority of people, it just isn’t the case.  Putting that out there only serves to make first mothers and adoptive mothers feel guilty.  If the family adopting the child needs to have both parents work, what then does Verrier think of first mothers who cannot find the financial means to keep their children?  I don’t know, something about the language she uses really rubbed me the wrong way and seemed to really look down on women.
  • A woman who gets an abortion and isn’t devastated must be in denial. I haven’t had an abortion, but I remember freaking out when I was a sexually active college woman.  Me then could have had an abortion and not thought twice about it. I’m pro-choice.  People make the choices they are comfortable. I think that too often, women who choose to give birth without financial resources are given little support.  They get little pre-natal care, they don’t get child care assistance, and the children don’t get access to early education intervention. Though my family was built via adoption, I would like to see more children able to stay with their first parents who get the support – financial, emotional, physical – that they need to do so.  To assume that a woman who isn’t devastated is somehow missing out is flat out projecting her morals on another person’s situation.
  • Use of terms like “most” or “all” without proper citations. Had Verrier not made the upfront statement about being a psychologist, I would have been much more willing to accept her blanket statements as her anecdotal experience.  Unfortunately with such a claim comes a responsibility to back up her assertions of fact with empirical data. I believe that adoption is a very emotionally and physically taxing event for all members of the triad, especially the adoptee.  However, she lumps all first mothers together – though their reasons for placing a child for adoption are likely extremely varied, and similarly generalizes adoptees into few groups.  While there are obviously recurring themes involving trust and loss, Verrier pushes her agenda without backing up many of her theories.  Those that are quoted are 30-40 (or older) year old data.  She believes that Gestation > Biology > Nurture.  She makes statements that further her point, but does little to explore data on the subject beyond her anecdotal claims.

In the end, I do find that the general themes of her book are extremely valid and relevant, nearly 20 years after the book was published.  I recommend that all members of the adoption triad read it, but only if they can take it a) with a grain of salt and b) only as one piece of a very large amount of information one gathers regarding adoption.  Having been published in 1991, I do wonder how this book would differ if written today.  Children born now and raised in an adoptive home live in a time where there is far less taboo and secrecy regarding adoption.  I say that knowing that there is light years more that we must travel, especially with regards to how first mothers are treated and how adoptees can access the records attached to their very existence.  Families look very different as we approach 2010 than they did in the 1970s, or earlier, where much of Verrier’s research is based, and perhaps how we as a society cope with that has changed as well.

To continue to the next leg of this book tour, please visit the main list at The Open Adoption Examiner.

12

12 2009

I’m getting older and must need a hearing aid.

oopsI also don’t do well with accents.  So if you have one, even within this country, I may just nod but not have understood you.  Asking “what?” for the 50th time tends to lose its charm.

Which brings me to a story that Mel has promised to hold over my head well past my 80th birthday.

Today I was in the post office getting stamps, when an older woman gets in line behind me and V.  He charms away and she prattles on about how wonderful children are and how boring and awful my life would be if I didn’t have him.  Since she was from a different era, I gritted my teeth and laughed with her.  “Gee thanks lady! So if I were childless, I’d pretty much want to off myself to escape my boring and meaningless existence ?  Wow, that is such a refreshing thought that I have never heard before.  None of my friends could ever relate to that sentiment.”  Okay, I didn’t say that, but you know you’d be thinking it too.
Anyway, she then says in her thick accent, “is he a foster child?”.  I was taken aback so fast.  How did she even guess?  So I said, “No, he’s adopted.”  She looked confused, but she just went back to telling me how lucky I am.  Which I agree, I am.  Only after a few more minutes of speaking to her did I realize that she had asked, “is he your first child?”.

So somewhere out there, a little old lady has a story for her family, or dog, or plants, or whatever about the crazy lady at the post office that insisted on saying that he was adopted when she asked me if he was my first.  Oh yeah, that happened.  I will now go flush the wax out of my ears.

10

12 2009

Perfect Moment Monday: And if you sing this lullabye

family movingI am not a person who tears up at weddings. I may grin from ear-to-ear or sigh happily, but I do not cry. Make that, I didn’t cry.  To be fair, I still didn’t cry at the wedding, I just let the tears flow at the reception.

My person got married on Friday, and I am so happy for her.  She was a gorgeous bride.

For her dance with her dad, she chose Billy Joel’s Lullabye, a song he wrote for his daughter to explain that he will always be with her even once he passes.  I watched them dance slowly, knowing how fiercely her dad loves his children and thought of V.  A year ago we didn’t know he was about to be born, that we would be selected by his mother to be his parents.  Two years ago I was at an office dinner remembering that I was not giving birth to a child that day, though I could have been.

I know it’s a song about death, which is a morbid topic for a perfect moment, but it really was so important to me.  I am someone’s mother, and not just anyone. I am a mother to my son.  Akin to Lori’s post about how one picture’s oneself when you are old (kismet much, Lori?), I pictured my son getting older and having children and always holding us and his first family with him.  I was tearing the whole time, and then eventually let the tears flow, culminating with the final line – “some day your child may cry, and if you sing this lullabye, then in your heart there will always be a part of me.”

Even typing it down, I am sucker punched with the force of love that I have for this baby, this boy, this person.  He will always be a part of me too.

For pictures of the event, see our family blog by clicking here.

perfect-moment

06

12 2009

Show & Tell: Mountain Cllimber


Show and Tell

I was talking to my cousin yesterday as we exchanged tales of our kids. Her daughter is 5 hours older than V and will meet for the first time in a few weeks. She asked if we had stairs in our house, and I said not really. We do, but they go to the basement, so it’s not like we ever have cause for him to be down there. She also doesn’t have stairs and so was amazed when they went to a friend’s house the other day and she climbed on up with ease.

I was curious as we sat at the hotel this morning, and wouldn’t you know it, stairs are a breeze.

03

12 2009

Not So Wordless Wednesday: Loews Loves Kids

V and I flew down to Florida for my friend’s wedding, and he as usual was a charmer, flirting with the Flight Attendants and the 8 month old girl in the seat in front of him.  Luckily both of us had entire rows to ourselves.

I knew that Orlando was a family-friendly Mecca, but hot damn, viewing it from a parent perspective rather than as the kid that gets to dine with Mickey…it’s awesome.  We checked in, and they gave us a Little People toy and sleepy time CD for him to listen to. I guess I didn’t need to pack his bath soap!

From Baby 12.02.09 – Loews Loves Kids

I get up to the room and not only was there a crib, but it was a real wood crib with kid-friendly sheets and dust ruffle, not just a pack and play with a folded regular flat sheet on it.

From Baby 12.02.09 – Loews Loves Kids

What’s more, is that free of charge, they have a menu of toys that you can order up to the room, by age!

From Baby 12.02.09 – Loews Loves Kids
From Baby 12.02.09 – Loews Loves Kids

I’ll tell you one thing, it makes traveling with a baby a heck of a lot easier. Well done, Loews, well done.

02

12 2009