Inspired by our friend, LP, we decided to sign up for a bi-weekly delivery of a small box of farm fresh goodies. Below are the contents from our box a few weeks ago:
Bell peppers, heirloom tomatoes, corn, carrots, mushrooms, nectarines, onions – all from local farms, to boot! I’m guilty of never buying enough fresh veggies at the store and this is what I love about this delivery service – we’re guaranteed fresh veggies every other week and supplements nicely the veggies and fruits that I do actually buy at the store. (It also serves as a guide as to what’s in season.)
This week we received (sorry, no pic): summer squash, basil, flame grapes, gypsy peppers, heirloom tomatoes, rose potatoes and 1 head of lettuce.
A Day Off
A few weeks ago, I took a much needed day off. Mads was threatening to crash the party by getting sick, but lucky for me, she held off until the following Monday to get sick. After I dropped her off at day care, I dropped off my dry cleaning and headed downtown for my mani/pedi at Bliss.
My 90 minutes of pampering was followed by lunch at the SFMOMA cafe (the food wasn’t too bad, actually), with plenty of time to explore before my allotted time slot for the Frida Kahlo exhibit. The Kahlo exhibit was just okay (imho) – I was more interested in the display of Frida’s personal photos they had on exhibit. In my pre-Kahlo visit, I came across a very pretty floral curtain.
I think that the artist spent a summer disassembling silk flowers with his family only to reassemble it into a large curtain.
The exhibit that I did enjoy was a photo exhibit by Lee Miller, model & photographer. The exhibit showcased some of her “model” photos, and most her photos from WWII. There was an amazing photo of an explosion outside of Mont Saint Michel, I believe.
At the end of the day, I realized that I need more days off. I was relaxed and refreshed for the next week. What a difference a day makes.
Using the potty / Potty Training
At home: refuses to use her pot; likes to put Nemo on her pot and declare, “Nemo pee pee.”; but from time to time, will sit on the pot for a few seconds, clothes on; wears diapers.
At day care: asks to use the potty; tells her caretakers when she needs to use the potty; wears training pants
Our pediatrician says that Mads doesn’t use the potty at home because, she wants us to know that she’s in charge. Well, yes, she has become little miss bossy: “Mommy color!”, “Mommy sleep!”, “Daddy sit!”, “Lucie move!”, “Daddy eat!” Oy!
Foreign Languages
At home: lucky if we can get a few words out of her in either Spanish or French (I would say she’s quite proficient in English for her age)
At day care: knows her numbers 1-10 and colors in espanol; can speak key phrases and words in espanol
Mads is getting better with her French, but we can only get certain spanish words out of her “dos” y “ocho” are favorites, if we’re lucky, “agua”
Thumb sucking
At home: when tired or when she needs to comfort herself
At day care: not anymore
Wha?
Thanks to S, I can’t get enough of this song now. Grrr.
(The movie is Pineapple Express, btw)
Instead of storming the Bastille, I was working from home with Miss Mads, who was running a slight fever. (Really, I tried very hard to work from home, despite being constantly beckoned to color and draw. I was able to knock back doc reviews while she was napping.)
We made a quick trip to the grocery store and I knew full well, that I should really try to prepare a french dinner, Monday being a french national holiday and all. Instead, we had something that couldn’t be more American – seasoned hamburgers on toasted sesame buns (sans frites). I felt bad, I couldn’t even remember to buy some exotic french cheese or delectable dessert. Hamburgers.
It wasn’t until I stumbled upon this article in the NY Times that I felt vindicated.
Vive le hamburger!
…we managed to enjoy a decent fireworks show at Aquatic Park this last Friday.
