You can tell that Lyria really is around more and more, and that she’s coming back from the brink a bit. Proof:
- We have canvases on our kitchen counter which are half-painted (a crafty sort of project, not art-art)
- Homemade oatmeal-wheat germ cookie bars (recipe below, which is an amalgamation of two recipes from the oh-so-70s Feed Me, I’m Yours)
- Somehow last night’s dinner (a chicken-zucchini dish + mashed sweet potatoes) also produced reams of baby food (chicken + sweet potato, sweet potato + zucchini)
- I took a nap with Noah yesterday
The week got better and better after the low point in the middle. I finished some work. I went to playgroup, which was also a demonstration of a myriad of baby-wearing options. It was good to try them on. I’d thought I was going to get a mai tai or a maya wrap, but I ended up getting an actual carrier – the Ergo. It cost as much as a stroller, but I think we can use it on hikes for quite a while, and that’s what we really needed. I can make a wrap myself by buying the fabric, if I go that way. I do like our ring sling, but Noah’s quite squirmy these days. The frugal and bank balance checking side of me wanted to look for it used (it really was quite a splurge for us, these days). But Sandra from Pooka Baby had come out to our group to talk about babywearing and put all the demonstration time in and she’s a local eco-friendly businesswoman and so – I just went ahead and bought it. I’ll report back at some point on how useful it is. I should do a gear post sometime.
Yesterday Noah learned about the word “no.” He bit me at said babywearing session, and I said quite firmly: No biting! and closed up the boob shop. He was happy to substitute toasted-Os at the time, but then at the going-to-bed nurse he would put his mouth around my tit without sucking or anything, barely touching it. And then he would sloooowly bite down until I said “no biting!” and would cover up for a few minutes. We did that about 4 times, and then he laid his head on my breast, patted it, and went to sleep.
My little social scientist.
Carl also decided to give me a real lie-in this morning – until 9 am! And then there were doughnuts! – which really, really helped with the whole sleep thing. This afternoon we are off to such a yuppy thing I almost shudder to tell you what it is: it’s an open house for a Waldorf pre/school. I seriously doubt we’ll be into the private school thing, but Carl knows one of the board members and well, why not spend a bit of time there? Although this is part of their “Walstock” (a whole day of musical events) and I am not sure I can get through anything involving the word “Walstock” without getting tossed out.
Cookie recipe!
3/4 c brown sugar
1/2 c butter
dash of baking soda
2 c oatmeal, uncooked
Boil sugar and butter and baking soda until it’s all blended and bubbly. Stir in oatmeal. Spread mixture into a greased 8 x 8 inch pan and bake at 350 for ten minutes. During last five minutes…
8 oz semisweet chocolate
6 tablespoons peanut or other nut butter (I use almond, currently)
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 c toasted wheatgerm
Melt chocolate and mix with nut butter and vanilla. Stir in wheat germ. When the oatmeal cookies come out of the oven, spread with this mixture. Let cool on rack for a bit then keep in fridge.
The resulting bars do have a slight tendency to come apart a bit but they are really yummy and not -terrible- despite butter, sugar, and chocolate.
