It's taking me longer than I thought to get my stash organized and for sale stuff posted here. I have some of it up on Ravelry (user name sequinK) if anyone is interested in taking a gander over there, and hope to get it posted here in the next couple of days (fingers crossed).
We're having an unexpected bit of rain here on the Central Coast, so the husband, daughter and I have been staying close to home and hunkering down a bit. Yesterday I dusted the Crockpot off, put some split pea and ham soup on, and baked up a pan of cornbread. Today was meatloaf, baked potatoes and a citrus beet salad made from beets scavenged this morning from a very wet and rainy farmers' market. I heart our farmers' markets. We have markets on Saturdays, Sunday and Wednesdays that are all within a few minutes of our house, so buying produce at the grocery store is a rarity during the summer. Yes, we are spoiled!
Yesterday Miss H had her very first tea party playdate. She had a fabulous time, and it got me thinking that I should probably dig up a tea set for her so we can have afternoon teas of our own! She's a little too young for the cute porcelain sets, but I think this tin tea set (lead free paint, per the manufacturer) with its own suitcase will fit the bill nicely:
And I also ordered the little miss some toddler crayons from the Crayola site this evening. We have some of the washable fatty crayons, but she can't yet push down hard enough to lay down a nice bright line. I think these Tadoodles will help her get some leverage and have a bit more fun with coloring and drawing.
The crayons twist up and down to minimize eating breakage. Also ridiculously cute.
And my husband brought Miss H a present home today. At least he claims it is for her, but I'm thinking they might be sharing, if you know what I mean.
This weekend, our livingroom, next weekend the skate park?? My husband wishes!!!
Yesterday we had sign language playgroup, so I packed Miss H. a little lunch in case we were waylaid with errands and such afterwards.
Brown rice mixed with furikake and studded with peas, Sungold cherry tomatoes, Korean chameh melon, tofu cubes and dried cranberries.
I'm really glad we had this along! We had a bank errand to run across town (finally getting rid of that huge jar of change rattling around in the back of the car!), and since we had lunch packed, ended up stopping at this great park for a little running around and al fresco dining. Although I got stung by a pesky little yellow jacket. On my pinky finger or all places. I smeared a little mud on it (a backwoods treatment my mama taught me) and called it good. It was a bit sore yesterday, but today, much better.
This afternoon we're heading to the county fair. It will be Miss H's first time -- I think she'll really like checking out the animals and seeing the frisbee dogs. I'm looking forward to snacking on some deep fried artichoke hearts, a Central Coast specialty,... yum.
So I threw a little snack bento together for Miss H to tide her over while running Saturday morning errands.
A hummus sandwich cut in little hearts, edamame, pluots and cherry tomatoes. I'm digging on this bento thing -- it takes a couple minutes more than throwing random leftovers into a big tupperware container, but so worth the extra time! Pretty.
So in other news, Miss H poo'ed in the toilet for the first time today!
We haven't been actively working on the potty training thing (she's just 17 months old), though we have a little virgin potty downstairs that Hana surfs on in the livingroom, and we have been letting her come into the bathroom with us when we're in there. This morning while I was in the bathroom she came in, pointed at the toilet, and said, "Hana, Hana." So I popped her on and she poo'ed while teetering on the edge of the seat with me holding her hands!! Very exciting.
This morning may have totally been a random occurance, but hey, one less poopy diaper is a wonderful thing.
I make them for her every morning. Since she turned one, I've been feeding her the whole egg (used to be just the yolk) and she's still totally all about the huevo -- scrambled, hard boiled, mixed with rice, veggies, salmon,... you name it and combine it with an egg, and she's golden. So could I resist buying her super fresh, CUTE eggs from humanely treated, rescued chickens?
I could not. The little blue egg in the bunch really won me over, as I've always had an auracana-type chicken owning fantasy.
In Korea, the first birthday is a Big Deal. The family invites scads of people over, usually to a banquet hall or restaurant to accomodate the throngs of guests, and everyone eats a ton of food -- always central to any Korean celebration. Then there's a Toljabee ceremony, where the birthday boy/girl is dressed in traditional Korea clothes (hanbok) a number of objects are placed before him/her, and whichever things they choose determines their life course. Hana, however, was more interested in entertaining the crowd than getting down to the future-telling business.
My girl worked the crowd like a pro. Her pops and I think we may be in for it big with this one. After a few minutes, she finally got down to the business at hand and picked the pencil, which indicates that she will have an artistic/creative life. Second, she picked a book (the complete works of Thoreau, courtesy of my husband), meaning she'll have a scholarly life. Not too bad a combination, I'd say!
It was great to celebrate with friends and family – wonderful to see everyone and all the kidlets running around, so thankful and blessed for what we have today.
She and my pops showed up last night after a day of driving, bearing not only fabulous dinner, but yummy food (korean bbq beef, spicy pork, and soup) for the freezer. They hung out for a while with the baby, then rather than stay with us, left for a hotel so we wouldn't have to worry about keeping them up during the night, etc.
This morning, she arrived at the house with,...
A CLEANING PERSON??? YES!!!!
Named Bertha. Who is going to come to the house every Friday to save us from the angry dust bunnies and evil bathtub soap scum that have taken up semi-permanent residence. Holy freakin' frigg! She gets things done, my mom. She even gave Hana her first proper bath before she left this morning.
No fussing, no crying, nothing. Grandmas have the magic touch, that's for sure.