My Bag of Tricks for Toddlerhood

Every mom should have a few activities up her sleeve for rainy days or long weekends when there’s “nothing fun” to do. I’ve had a few jobs in my short life, one of which was a camp/day care counselor at a Navy center back home. I was young and bright-eyed and poured myself into my 1st real job…. and thanks to those few years I have a few tricks up my sleeve when HJ is board with his toys and I need time to make dinner without tripping over him in our tiny kitchen.

The first is really easy and not *too* messy: a  (or pasta) bin. Since rice is expensive here in Paris, I instead filled a large bowl with mini-alphabet pasta and bury some random objects, like an old key, paperclips, a small Lightening McQueen car, a toy monkey… you get the picture. You can get adventurous and dye your rice if you want for added fun!I have a plastic mat that we use under HJ’s toddler table, which collects all of the pasta that escapes onto the floor. This makes clean-up relatively fast and easy. HJ played in his rice bowl for the duration of dinner prep and cook time. The best part about this activity is that you can pour everything into a plastic bag when finished and stow it away for another day of fun.

The next activity is a bit more messy but again really easy to set up. Using a few half-used bottles of finger paints, I add a squeeze of dish detergent (like Dawn) and then recap the bottles. After securing the lids, shake vigorously…. and voila! You’ve now turned regular old paint into window paint that washes away quickly and easily.

Our apartment has glass doors in every room so I chose the kitchen for this activity since there’s no carpet to worry about. Using masking tape I sectioned off two spaces for painting, which you don’t necessarily have to do with older kids. Toddlers need boundaries for this activity…. trust me.

Then I poured the paint on a tray, covered HJ in an old “Papa shirt” as a smock and let homeboy have at it. This activity was enjoyed by HJ and a friend on a playdate…. keeping them occupied for a long time. They chose to paint with paint brushes but you could easily do this with just your hands. You could do this outside too if you have a hose to wash down the windows.

After the paint dries, I remove the tape and all that’s left is some cute toddler art. When you’re ready for a fresh canvas, just use a wet cloth and the paint will come right off!

Some more activities that you might want to try are:

1. Painting with water on concrete (saw this on Pinterest).

2. Instead of a rice bin, add water and ice cubes on a hot summer day.

3. Covering a table with a trash bag, add a bit of water and some dish detergent. Using a coffee straw, blow bubbles on the table.

4. Same covered table, use Popsicle sticks for ice hockey.

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9 years of us

The story of us can be described as nothing less than purposeful; those that know us wouldn’t be surprised by this. We entered into this relationship knowing full well that if things went wrong it would be the end of many great friendships, not just the one between the two of us.

Before dating, Papa and I had know each other for six years. We met through my best friend in June of my senior year of high school. I was dating “the man I would marry,” or so I truly believed at the tender age of 18. While he was a good man, he wasn’t my forever man. Papa was eight years older, recently out of the Navy and off to college… although we were different in ages, our life experiences at that time made it easy to share common links.

We partied together….. he was the over-aged one who supplied us with beer and shots. We had lots of adventures together, one fated night when I was so tired and needed to call someone to keep me awake while driving, at, um, 4 a.m. He was the one I could depend on before I even called him mine.

So in the middle of yet another “not the right one” relationship I realized I was in love. With the wrong guy. So I broke up with him in the hopes of dating Papa, waiting and waiting for him to make some kind of gesture that he liked me.

But it didn’t come. So instead I tried to leave hints… long drives to his college campus for parties, dinners, graduation gifts, emails, AOL (yikes I’m old) conversations. Mutual friends thought we’d be perfect together…. we were both going to Boston, he for grad school and me to finish out my undergrad.

On May 24th, 2003, we went to Mohegan Sun together in search of a cup at Starbucks for my best friend. My best friend who was his only sister. A drink of “liquid courage” gave me the gumption to say, “Yeah so our friends think we should go out…” (lame) and after a long discussion about what we both truly felt and whether it would really work, we began dating.

Telling his sister and parents was difficult at first…. I can imagine it felt weird and confusing that someone who normally hung out at their house with their daughter was now with their son?? And we knew if it didn’t work out, we’d ruin it for our tight knit group of friends.

Since that day we’ve moved to Boston together, roomed (in secret) at MIT for a summer, finished grad school, moved to Long Island, finished more grad school, moved to Massachusetts, got married, bought a house, had a baby, and moved to France. I couldn’t imagine this life without him…. I’m forever his.

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You Can Thank Me Later {Vente-Privee}

My husband reads the Economist, and I’m lucky that he often shares all the little nuggets of information, like this one about a fantastic French online discount store that’s now available in the US, Vente-Privee. It’s like Zulily is for kids only think French and for grownups.Last night armed with the link I applied to be a member and instantly gained access to significantly discounted quality goods, like Emilio Pucci scarves and the most chic little carry on luggage bags from Mulholland.

The “deals” last for a few days and then new ones are offered. I have yet to order anything yet but I do know that, thanks to their website, if you purchase with American Express, you get free shipping. And be honest people, free shipping is kind of a big deal.

If you join and order before I do, please let me know what you think!

In order random news, this afternoon we’re heading to a bakery supply store in Paris that offers American and British products, such as Wilton. (If I make any beautiful disasters with what I buy, I’ll be sure to post). And tomorrow, big big event for Momma, an evening with Pamela Druckerman. In case you have been living under a rock, she’s that American living in Paris with that book about French parenting. The book I’ve read twice now and have been sheepishly avoiding blogging about. I guess I’ll have to pony up and post some of my thoughts after tomorrow night.

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So How Did You Find Me Again?

HERE I AM! You found me! However how you found me leaves me scratching my head and thinking, “Humm, that’s… well… a bit weird.” WordPress.com doesn’t do much in the way of tracking hits per day, just total views. They do have a feature that tracks where people are visiting from but more importantly, what they typed into search engines that then landed them on this blog.

So for your reading pleasure, no joke search terms that landed people on HJ Underway, ranked by frequency number:

#1 Thai massage no sex Amsterdam #2 all things are pack ready to travel #3 French hotel key #4 french women aren’t that great #5 my husband and i had sex with a prostitute in the red light district in Amsterdam #6 50 shades of grey clothes #7 how to find platform 9 3/4 #8 female expat getting pregnant on assignment #9 lots of lemons facebook #10 50 shades of grey affair #11 american school of paris rejections #12 boy feeding breast #13 5’4 in 125 pounds female #14 front car seat for bike

Some of these are seriously questionable, and I can’t quite figure out how those specific search terms are related to this blog…. #5 makes me laugh every time, and #13, I’m afraid to google that myself because it’s either a serious typo or something really nasty.

Be honest people, how did you find me again??

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Navigating the “Expat” Experience – Expat Blog

So you’re moving to Paris? Then this post is for you… no seriously, it is for newbie expats.I’ve only been an “expat” since February and am no expert by any means. Our journey to Paris began when my husband’s employer offered an expat assignment (2 to 5 years), and they provided the luxury of a relocation company to  assist us in things like finding an apartment, and applying for our Cartes de séjour (residency cards). We’ve also been blessed with relevant information from other expatriates within the company both before leaving and once we arrived. However I know this isn’t always the norm, we were one of the lucky ones. Other expats have to navigate finding an apartment or a job once they’ve arrived depending on their situations.

When we first arrived in Paris and I began blogging, I happened upon Expat Blog. After registering there, I noticed that my readership diversity increased, with hits from Singapore, Ireland, and Turkey.

More recently Expat Blog has expanded their online  services beyond the blogger experience, and have begun to include sections on housing and employment. New expats can enjoy free listings to find their dream apartment and a job to pay for their rent. ;)

Expat Blog is a great online community of other expats living around the world.

These are my thoughts and I was not compensated for this post.

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