You guys. Crosby is currently at preschool (day 3 and I we’re all still emotionally intact!) and Willa is taking a nap and it’s 10:30 in the morning and I’m just… sitting on my couch… drinking coffee… and taking bites out of a giant chunk of Beemster cheese. (Don’t you dare judge me until you’ve tried it.) But like, what world is this that I’m living in right now? Up until this week, mornings are usually pure chaos and full of activity. It’s typically when we’d have some kind of outing or adventure or errand. It’s usually go go gadget. But I’m realizing now that Crosby is in school 4 days a week, 2.5 hours a day, and Willa still takes a morning nap, which means I have like, free time? Excuse me while I wrap my head around this.
Every day after preschool (so 2 days so far. lolz.) I ask Crosby what he did at school. And according to him so far, he has seen his teacher, blew bubbles and drank water. So. Chances are, he’s going to be president one day. (I didn’t say president of what.) But honestly, it has been so adorable to see how much fun he’s been having. The end of his “day” is always playground time, which is where I pick him up. And both days he’s come running into my arms, sweaty and excited. Then he quickly turns around and runs back to the playground but whatever. His teacher has informed me that he’s very sweet and well-behaved and that makes me feel like I just won the lottery. Also the director of the preschool told me she saw Crosby going down the slide on the first day and he just kept shouting, “this is so much fun!” Ugh. So proud of my boy.
Moving on! So many of you gave me great recipe ideas after my last blog post, thank you! I love any interaction with readers because sometimes it seems like I’m just talking to myself over here. (You wish.) Anyways, you’ll be happy to hear that last night I made a delicious homemade feast. That consisted of a bag of Trader Joes vegetable fried rice, lovingly ripped open and heartwarmingly heated on the stove. (No for serious guys, the stove made my chest warm.) I plated the rice alongside an artisanal cheese stick and a few raspberries that were harvested locally. In Mexico.
Ok ok, so I haven’t exactly been Julia Child this week but in my defense, Casey worked all day yesterday and then went straight to golf so I was single mom-ing all day about by dinner time I was just like, nope. But stay tuned because next week! I’m all in for making some new recipes. If I make any winners, I’ll share them. With my kids.
Speaking of which, it’s time to go pick up my firstborn from school! I wonder what kind of adventures he’ll share with me today. Maybe he found a stick. Or maybe he saw a bird. Time will tell….