1. Elise has been teething hardcore lately, which has been dreadful for all of us. A mom I know invited me and Elise to meet her and her son (just 8 days older than Elise!) at the library this morning, so I was glad to have the distraction for her and me.
For a few minutes.
After we were there a little while, Elise began to wail, arching her back when I tried to pick her up and crumpling into a ball on the floor. She was almost inconsolable -- here and there I was able to quiet her for a moment or two by carrying her around or letting her play with a globe, but then she'd go right back to her sobs. One of our neighbors was there with her son; she recently had her hair cut quite short, and I think Elise mistook her for a man, which only made her howl the louder.
2. Oh, you didn't know? Elise is a consummate misandrist.
|Then again, maybe I don't. Until she's 30 -- no, 40.|
4. The high tomorrow is 42...too cold to go on a horse-drawn wagon ride as part of the Hometown Christmas celebration near us this weekend? Eh, maybe, but I suppose it's worth considering!
5. The mail just arrived, and I think a Christmas gift that I bought for my brother on eBay is in our mailbox! But I don't want to open the door to go out and check the mail and risk waking the baby. (Yes, even when I try to do it quietly, it sometimes wakes her.)
6. Dear anybody who is not a parent, or at least not a parent of born child: naps are glorious. Glorious. GLORIOUS. I didn't understand the beauty, the wonder, the absolute necessity of naps until Elise was born. And she's never been what I'd call a champion napper, but at least she does nap daily. An hour or two of peace each day is sheer heaven. I can read. Do a little laundry. Clean the bathroom. Use the bathroom alone. Yippee!
7. I have no idea what I'm making for dinner next week. Why does that matter? We do our weekly grocery run on Friday evenings, and I always prepare for it by making a list of meals I plan to make and then determining which ingredients I need. I generally tailor our menu according to what's on sale, and there aren't any exciting sales right now. But this past week, we basically subsisted on beans and vegetables to try to compensate for our Thanksgiving feasting, so we're ready to get back to some more substantial fare. I have three chicken breasts in the freezer and about a half a pound of bacon in the fridge. Tomorrow is the last day for our Amish farmer's market this season, so I know I'll want to load up on veggies there. Otherwise, this little chef hasn't got a lot of inspiration!
|Honestly, the only thing I miss since canceling cable TV! Giada, Rachael, Ina, Paula, tell me what to do!!!|