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Today is my afternoon at home with The Fussa under the new schedule. So while talking at a baby level I have collected random thoughts all afternoon and must now share them.
My baby LOVES broccoli. Take that, George H. W. Bush!
Fresh Veggie Booty is yum. Stale Veggie Booty tastes like chewy ass. They should really package it in a resealable bag.
I love that the baby likes to play with random stuff. In addition to her toys (we got great funky blocks from my mother as an advance bday pressie - she likes to knock down towers and is especially fond of a yellow cylindrical block) today she played with a canteloupe, a package that came in the mail (she climbed on top of it by herself, and then after a little coaching figured out how to use it to climb on the sofa). She ate a hole in a box of Cheddar Bunnies I gave her to play with at the market. She has her own cupboard of tupperware and metal baking pans and boxes of spaghetti to play with (we took out the cereal boxes after she learned how to spill Rice Chex on the floor.)
Walked across the freshman campus in the midst of move in day today. I like the energy. At the same time, so glad I am not 18 and feeling the need to impress my new friends.
mr. flea has yelled at the frat boys next door already. I guess he will be bad cop and I will be good cop this year. The occasion was use of a table saw at 10pm outside our bedroom window. He now refers to the offender as "Carpentry Boy." I guess they are building a loft or something.
I am not actually watching much of the Olympics, but I am cooking Greek-themes food this week. I have eaten Greek yogurt and honey, made tzatziki, and tonight baked a quiche with spinach and feta. Although, I should note, never in my extensive experience of dining in Greece have I encountered spinach in Greek food - except in spanakopita (spinach-feta pies). Yet we consider it an integral part of "Greek" cuisine in America. Greek salads (horiatiki) have no spinach. (They don't have lettuce except occasionally in tourist areas - just cucumber, tomato, green pepper, onion, big hunk of feta, oil and oregano.) The Greeks eat lots of greens (boiled, with lemon, called horta) but they are wild greens, not spinach. Huh. I guess the power weilded by the spanakopita is mighty.
This concludes your random brain dump for the day. Thank you.
My baby LOVES broccoli. Take that, George H. W. Bush!
Fresh Veggie Booty is yum. Stale Veggie Booty tastes like chewy ass. They should really package it in a resealable bag.
I love that the baby likes to play with random stuff. In addition to her toys (we got great funky blocks from my mother as an advance bday pressie - she likes to knock down towers and is especially fond of a yellow cylindrical block) today she played with a canteloupe, a package that came in the mail (she climbed on top of it by herself, and then after a little coaching figured out how to use it to climb on the sofa). She ate a hole in a box of Cheddar Bunnies I gave her to play with at the market. She has her own cupboard of tupperware and metal baking pans and boxes of spaghetti to play with (we took out the cereal boxes after she learned how to spill Rice Chex on the floor.)
Walked across the freshman campus in the midst of move in day today. I like the energy. At the same time, so glad I am not 18 and feeling the need to impress my new friends.
mr. flea has yelled at the frat boys next door already. I guess he will be bad cop and I will be good cop this year. The occasion was use of a table saw at 10pm outside our bedroom window. He now refers to the offender as "Carpentry Boy." I guess they are building a loft or something.
I am not actually watching much of the Olympics, but I am cooking Greek-themes food this week. I have eaten Greek yogurt and honey, made tzatziki, and tonight baked a quiche with spinach and feta. Although, I should note, never in my extensive experience of dining in Greece have I encountered spinach in Greek food - except in spanakopita (spinach-feta pies). Yet we consider it an integral part of "Greek" cuisine in America. Greek salads (horiatiki) have no spinach. (They don't have lettuce except occasionally in tourist areas - just cucumber, tomato, green pepper, onion, big hunk of feta, oil and oregano.) The Greeks eat lots of greens (boiled, with lemon, called horta) but they are wild greens, not spinach. Huh. I guess the power weilded by the spanakopita is mighty.
This concludes your random brain dump for the day. Thank you.