Little Friend

Pumpkin Patch

Farmer's Market and Yarn Wreath

Nate and I recently signed up to get a basket of fresh, local produce from our farmer's market each week. The farmer's market comes about 2 blocks up the street every Thursday. And let me tell you - now each Thursday is like Christmas, waiting to see what produce Santa will bring me. Growing up every December my parents would pick up a few crates of the most delicious grapefruits from a group of old, local war veterans who sold them. My parents or should I say, Santa, used to put a grapefruit in each of their stockings for Christmas morning - probably as an afterthought. I remember feeling sorry for my parents. And having a deep suspicion Santa either had an in with the old veterans or forgot about my parents and took those grapefruits from our pantry. I guess now it would not be a stretch to say I might be really excited to get a grapefruit in my stocking.

Anyway this is what our basket contained this week:

From left to right: Two kinds of fresh basil, local almonds and honey, yellow squash, green beans, apples, green onions, figs, roma tomatoes, GRAPEFRUIT, a weird weed looking plant, amazing strawberries, a lime, and some more green squash.

After getting our produce, it's like a game seeing how to use everything in different meals throughout the week.

Can't you see how exciting my life is?!

Back to that weird looking plant, I actually asked the guy who runs the CSA baskets what it was. He nonchalantly told it was Er-a-mra-thh (something?), the only living plant to contain omega-3 fatty acids!... and proceeded to rip off a stem and eat it - like he was so in touch with nature he could hang out with Katniss Everdeen and make a salad out of the shrubbery growing along La Jolla Shores. He told me to taste it, and despite my reservations about it looking poisonous and more importantly not being washed, I ripped off a stem and ate it too. It was a little too organic for me. Needless to say I won't be making a salad out of it anytime soon. 

This week I also made a yarn wreath.

Wrapping yarn around a piece of styrofoam totally seemed within my realm crafting. 

Except now I'm scared to hang it on our door because I think someone might steal it.

Last week somebody sprayed pepper-spray in the air ducts of our building and we all had to evacuate.

I told Nate I'm worried the same hoodlums might steal my wreath. He told me yarn wreaths might appeal to a different demographic.
But maybe I'll find a place to hang it inside instead.

Scott Clapping!

In Love

Today I saw this commerical...

And you know what? I teared up a little!
I got the urge to go into Scott's room and scoop him up.
I get that urge a lot while he is sleeping. I strangely miss him!

Having a baby really must have changed everything if I'm crying about a commercial... 

But it's so true. I am SO in love with my bald little guy. I can't even believe it!

Personality Test

You can tell a lot about a person at a self-serve frozen yogurt place.

I LOVE self-serve frozen yogurt places.

Lucky for me they are in great abundance here in San Diego.

Nate and I are frequent visitors of Tutti Frutti, which I dare say is better than both Golden Spoon and Yogurt Land.

If you have never been to a self-serve yogurt place (I don't believe they've hit the East Coast) it is pretty much exactly what you would envision - a place to pick up a serving container, followed by a row of 8-10 self-serve flavors, and a topping bar. 

You fill the serving bowl yourself with whatever you want and the cashier weighs your container to determine the price. 

Here is a breakdown of Nate and I's typical experience at Tutti Frutti...

We walk in... I ask for as many sample cups as is socially acceptable. 

Nate immediately grabs a serving container.

I ration my sample cups out to taste the flavors I am most curious about. 

Nate impulsively fills his bowl with any flavor that sounds remotely good. 

I spend 5 minutes trying to decide if I like the mango or peach better. 

Nate tops his yogurt with everything from rainbow sprinkles to gummy bears.

I carefully fill up my bowl with original tart (I get it EVERY time) and some other fruit flavor. Usually mango. Something else if I'm feeling a little daring. 

Nate waits at the cashier.

I top my yogurt with my one and only favorite topping - yogurt chips - making sure the ratio of topping to yogurt is accurate. 

Nate continues to wait at the cashier.

We check out and I think about Nate has the yogurt taste of a 5-year old girl.

Here are the results:

 Nate's Yogurt: A mess. Dulce de leche swirled up nicely against watermelon sorbet circled by red velvet and chocolate creeping up from the bottom. The white kind? Who knows. Could be vanilla, but is most likely something like birthday cake. And this picture was taken after most of the gummy bears and rainbow sprinkles were eaten.

 My yogurt: Beautiful. Though partially consumed in this photo, was a originally a nice ratio of original tart to mango. Topped with color coordinating yogurt chips. 

Nate and I are indeed opposites when it comes to yogurt-ordering.
I am almost convinced how we order yogurt is a reflection of our basic personalities. 

But if opposites are supposed to attract. We are a perfect match.

7 Months Old

 

Happy 7 Months Scotty!

It was particularly hard to get a good photo this month because he decided getting the camera strap, trying to roll off the bed, and eating the elephant was WAY cooler than posing for a photo.

Here is the evidence:

Scott is currently:

Sleeping 12 hours at night (waking up once to eat around 4-4:30am).

Taking 2 90(ish) minute naps each day.

Eating solid food twice a day.

Scott also:

Loves to sleep with his doggie blanket these days. 

He is holding it, covered by it, or laying on top of it every time he sleeps now!

He has also learned how to clap!

Can take pictures of himself with the camera. 

 

Frequently goes on "adventures" rolling across the room to discover new wonders. 

Such as the bottom of the swing, blanket basket, TV stand drawers, and computer. 

(I feel baby-proofing coming up!)

Loves to swing at the park!

 Loves his Daddy and Mommy...

 And is trying to crawl!

I'm guessing we are a few weeks away from real crawling...

Our little friend also got sick for the first time this past month. 

So sad when babies are sick! But it was a great excuse to actually cuddle with Mommy. 

He is usually way too busy for such things ;)

Glad you're feeling better little buddy!