A Few Words...

I just began reading Sarah Vowell's "Unfamiliar Fishes" today. She quoted Ernest Hemingway:

"In the morning there was a big wind blowing and the waves were running high up on the beach and he was awake a long time before he remembered that his heart was broken."

Just a few words to completely kick my ass.

Loopy!

Peanut has a cold, an ear infection, and pink eye! Yikes!

The doc gave her some cough medicine and she and R had the following conversation:

Peanut: "How tall do I feel?"

R: "What?"

Peanut: "How tall you do you think I feel in my heart?"

R: "I think it's time for bed."


Um, yeah. Hopefully she'll be better soon.

There Should Be A Word For That

Although I generally feel that English is sufficient for my needs, sometimes the superior compound words of German make me feel a bit wistful. Today I felt the lack of an exact word to describe a really specific feeling. Here's the explanation of what happened. Wordsmiths, I need your assistance.

While carrying my littlest one, I stepped on an unexpected, unpeeled banana whilst wearing hand knit socks.

There are a couple of important things to consider here:

*I made the socks myself, so I wasn't exactly thrilled that they now had a sole of smushed banana on them.

*Where did this mystery banana come from?

*Why was it peeled?

*How do I live in a house that a random, unpeeled banana is camouflaged enough to escape detection?

On another note, Ms. Peanut told me that she needed to wear pants to bed. I inquired why, and she explained that she didn't want the nightmares to get her underwear. I inquired what she thought a nightmare was, and she replied that it was a scary monster that wants to pinch your butt. I said ok, I'll help you with those pants, she said thanks, and then she wandered off.

One last thing: Peanut also came out of her bed in tears to tell me that she had to wear green tomorrow because otherwise "THE GUYS WILL PINCH YOU, MOM". Ok, I said. I'll remember. She sighed in relief and went back to bed. This exchange made me wonder exactly what her preschool said this whole St. Patricks Day thing is about.

For another time, I need to remember to write about my favorite new thing to make a ton of- quick and super yummy bread, from Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day. While it is a little more time than that, I have been making a ton of things from this book and they have come out great. This week: light honey wheat loaves and white/wheat sourdough. More on this soon....