Tonight I made homemade potato soup. Julia CHILD’s potato soup. Also known as Potage Parmentier. And you better believe I just said that “po-tadje par-men-tee-ay.” (I didn’t take French in high school.) I was surprised that it turned out really good! I was only slightly inspired by the movie Julie and Julia, and more inspired by the book which I find funnier. Really, I was just inspired by the fact that I like soup. A lot.
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Welcome to the fact that I started that post yesterday and am JUST NOW getting to it again. I think I’m realizing, slowly, that I had a serious misconception about the work that my kid would be as he got older. I thought the amount of attention he’d need peaked when he was a newborn; all the nighttime feedings, the crying and the inability to amuse himself. Well, turns out as they get older they require even MORE attention. They want to TELL you stuff, and PLAY with you, and if you leave them for even a second to do laundry or something they can put themselves in mortal danger. He has also started waking up at 6am again, which isn’t so bad. I know. But when you’ve gotten to sleep in to like 7:30 for a few weeks, 6am is REALLY depressing. This morning I totally missed my shower window (as in the time before John leaves) because I spent half an hour trying to convince Camper it was still sleepy time. This involved me bumbling around in the dark to get him a drink of water and then cuddling in the chair trying to model the kind of behavior I would like to seem emulated at such an early hour. So I guess I’ll wait until naptime for a shower.
Does anyone else have a serious problem deciding between a nap and a shower when they lay their baby down for their nap?
Yeah. That’s pretty much a constant and difficult daily decision for me.
