I can’t take credit for these photos—that goes to Kristina when she, Brock and Dashiell stayed here while their house had some painting done on the inside. But I will take credit for landing at Trader Joe’s where it is indeed peony time, and landing there at the perfect moment to snatch some of the most luscious ones I’ve ever seen in their big plastic pails. Going again this morning. They opened end opened and opened til the pink ones were almost white and the red ones looked like they were shedding big feathers.
Speaking of Dashiell, here’s my sweet nephew (with his gorgeous and talented mama). Even with a scratch on his nose he’s perfect. We had some good baby-in-the-house-practice during his visit, including a rare 4-am wakeup and lots of quinoa pancakes. This was taken after Kristina and I walked here:
Gjelina Take Away. It’s a little scary that Sky and I can walk there, as that might mean I eat several egg breakfast sandwiches a week, which could slow the loss of baby weight once I get to that point. I haven’t tried lunch yet, but it’s only a matter of days. Can I have a kitchen like that? With an open wood-burning oven, shelves of pickled and canned things, and loaves of crusty bread awaiting my creations? One day. The culinary adventures continued at Tasting Kitchen Sat. night (they have a radicchio salad which I must copy–better than the one I posted last week) and that culminated in my first night out at a bar in a while. Nevermind that I fainted and fell off a barstool. That’s what padded pregnant rears are for: to cushion such a fall. I was mainly concerned upon waking up that bar patrons would think the clear liquid in my glass was vodka not water.
First baby shower! (Next weekend is one for my friend Ami, pictured here, due 3 weeks before me with her 2nd little bairn.)
Some of my yoga students hosted it for me in this backyard. Yup, that’s a backyard and not a state park.
Some of baby’s loot from said shower, including an original rubber ducky, a kimono-style onsie, and baby’s first piece of Marc Jacobs. I was ovewhelmed on the drive home– in the good way—by how lucky baby and I are.
You can kind of see a piece of the turquoise we painted the accent wall in her/his room too. All sitting atop this dresser
which we did in fact assemble in about 3 1/2 hours, not including a 24-hour break we took when we came to instruction 18 of 32: little happy diagram man telling us to hammer FIFTY-FOUR nails. We stared at it for a minute and then ran out of the room.
These are all handmade by friends who were there. My friend Jessica silk-screened those blue birds on a simple Gerber onesie–brilliant. Heather made us that bib which is backed in soft felt, and my friend Lee made the Happy Bunny onesie–she has an etsy shop and when I find her card I’ll post it. I was cooing and rubbing soft fabrics to my cheek like a goon.
This one slayed me: the softest organic sleep sack with a little turtle at the top. A gift from my mom
. Baby will lie in sleep sack on this Ikea sheepskin rug. All I need to complete the picture is….baby! Who’s due in 6 weeks and 6 days.
Hope you had a beautiful weekend.