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Tuesday, April 22, 2008

On that note

Another mouth related story.

We were up early this morning, little Buddy started making noise at 6:30 am.  The sun was out and the air was warm so we spent some time in the newly acquired baby swing and then headed to the mexican market for some produce (The best place around for veggies and fruit, the shelves are emptied every night and new stuff was being put out this morning.  Fennel, all kinds of beautiful baby greens, red peppers for .99 cents a lb...)

Upon getting home I put up the baby gate in the kitchen and started to unpack things into our pantry: potatoes, garlic, bananas, strawberries, etc.  Due to the consumption of a vente carmel macchiato, the call of nature hit.  I was around the corner but within hearing distance of Sam.

"Scratch scratch scratch."

"Crunch."

"Crunch crunch, scrittch"

"Sam..."

"Whatcha doing Sam?..."

"Crunch."

"Come here honey, what are you eating?"

In thirty seconds, my son had pulled four heads of garlic off the second shelf of the pantry and was single-handedly devouring one, like an apple.  The whole thing was soaked with saliva and there were tiny sets of baby teeth marks all over it.

You would not believe what his breath smells like, the poor guy burped his way up the stairs before going down for his morning nap.

This kid has the taste buds of a 40 year old gourmand. 

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Yuck

I just found the remnants of one of these in Sam's mouth.

Oh Lord, a harbinger of much to come I'm sure.

It least there's one less ladybug out there.

Monday, April 14, 2008

Oh What a Day!


Sam and I headed out for our morning walk today, I could almost write a children's book on how perfect it was.  Not a cloud in the sky, the song of robins in our ears, and the smell of these cillas that hit us both like a wave of delicious sweetness after a desolate winter.


We saw some friends over at the Alumni office of the College, walked to one of my favorite stores, J. B. Winterberry and bought a new candle to make the house smell like spring, (Nouvelle's Tuscan Currant, and you get a free box of vintage large matches for the next five days!), picked up supper at the Meat Market (london broil on the grill with mashed potatoes and a mixed greens mandarin orange salad), and finally ended up at the park where Sam laughed his head off on the swings.  It's been a wonderful day.

I am, however, now procrastinating because the Forestry Division of the City just dumped an entire truckload of free wood-chips into the driveway.  Someone needs to move it into the backyard so we can get our cars into the garage.  12 cubic feet.  It looks like a lot more then that...higher then my head.  
Oh well, I didn't work out today.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

We've Graduated...

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...to crawling on all fours.  He really gets around now, what do you think Great-Grandma?
:)  Come home soon, we miss you.

A Perfect Night at the Symphony

Even though it was a disastrous night outside, what with the wind blowing freezing rain into our faces as we fought our way downtown, it was incredibly cozy sitting by a roaring fire surrounded by four friends up on the 9th floor of Orchestra Hall in the Private Dining Room.
 
The champagne flowed, conversation sparkled and the scallops were succulent in their parmesan parsley crust, sitting in a puddle of sweet orange sauce.

We felt lucky to be there, our friend had connections to some of the best seats in the house, a private box on the second level, 20 feet from the stage where the CSO played Stravinsky's Firebird and the violin soloist played with such poignancy it brought tears to my eyes.

Thank you John and Stacy, for a night we'll remember for years!

Monday, April 07, 2008

Sam learns how to dance...

...unfortunately he does it just like his mother.

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