Archive for February, 2012
Last weekend we decided to have a fun Sunday morning activity by going to get breakfast at a nearby Krispy Kreme. You know, the kind where you can actually watch the donuts getting made?
I’m pretty sure Clara was clueless as to what she was witnessing (though she was entranced nonetheless). So we though maybe actually eating a donut would help connect the dots. And, um, how could we not indulge in a donut while we were there too? You know, in celebration of watching them come into this world from behind the glass. Clara picked a sprinkle-y one for herself, I decided on the dark chocolate creme, and Sherry went the classic glazed route.
Knowing how much she likes ice cream and cupcakes, we thought Clara would be all over this sugar bomb.
But instead she just daintily plucked off some sprinkles one at a time and savored each bite.
I think she maybe ate four sprinkles total (and 0% of the actual donut). Maybe the yogurt she had before we came filled her up?
No biggie. More donut for daddy! Clara seemed very content to just suck on her thumb and look around (she even saw a bearded guy and shouted “ooh, hi Santa!”).
And we all put on funny hats.
She had the best time.
And so did we.
You know those moments where you just feel like you need your mom? Apparently I had one of those a few weeks ago while on the phone with her. I was telling her how I was getting a little overwhelmed with all of things we have to juggle this month – the blog, the book manuscript, the photo shoots, prepping for our trip to Portland, and of course Clara. She took my momentary stress out as a cry for help (it certainly could have been a subconscious one!) and came down the next week to watch Clara while we crammed in as much secret-project-doing and getting-blog-stuff-done as possible. The four day visit ended up being extremely helpful to us, and I think it was pretty fun for Nonna (as Clara calls her). And Clara? Well, she had such a blast that she could hardly hold still for a little picture that we tried to snap at the end of the visit.
Oh and magnetic letters are just as fun on the ottoman as the fridge apparently. Clara actually picked up an N and said “N for Nonna” which pretty much had my mom floating around 8″ off the ground. So cute to see them together! I wish New York weren’t so far away so they could see each other all the time.