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More March Things and Sunglasses

14 Mar

To begin, here are a few more pictures from my parents’ recent visit.

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I have several pictures of them playing like this, all horrible image quality. The lighting was weird, bad time of day, cute anyway.

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On the count of three, make the same face.

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At lunch with the grandparents. There were crowns because BK was celebrating the opening of its new “toddler play area.”

We went shopping after lunch, and David got to ride in the fun cart for the first time. I mean got to drive…

He also got some red Converse for his birthday from my mom and dad.

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Too cool for school

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Are you still cool if your grandma has to turn your foot for you so you don’t fall?

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What do you think?

A few more poses…he takes his modeling seriously. That gig back in September may have gone to his head.

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Mom making a funny face, and some cute legs

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You can bet he was being extremely loud.

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Oh, Tom-Tom.

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This is the face of a boy about to do something daring.

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He cracks me up! What a monkey pose!

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Leftover party decs

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This is what it would look like if Josh and I had a kid together.

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He loves cords, plugs and outlets. It can be frustrating for the adults in his life.

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Guess who sent him this shirt :)

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Looking for the right toy

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I hope he will continue to show an interest in piano. It would be fun to teach him some songs when he’s a bit older.

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Today we drove to Fargo to have lunch and walk around the mall before stopping at Harbor Freight for Josh to buy a bunch of tools. The only pictures I took were in the car. Lame! Not that much happened, but we had a nice day. It was about an hour and a half drive each way, and the weather was amaaaaazing. I was almost too warm in long sleeves without a jacket. And I was wearing ballet flats instead of boots!

I forgot about Dave’s sunglasses because I stuck them in the little sunglasses compartment in my car one time and I don’t ever open it because I don’t wear sunglasses in the car. So Josh found them today and David played with them for hours. He likes to have them put on, although he takes them off pretty fast.

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In the spirit of the season, I bought another hydrangea. Better luck this time.

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Oh My Gosh February

4 Mar

We were busy. Also, we had guests staying in my computer room, so blame them for my silent blog, please. :)

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Get out of the way, Tom!

David turned one on the 24th, and we celebrated his hugeness, how he can do everything himself, how he is too big for his swaddle blankets and all his cutest outfits. At no point did he succumb to sudden infant death, choke on solid food or sacrifice his extremities to the elements, and he breast fed for a year. I call that a success!

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In retrospect, that might be how the giraffe’s neck was broken. It used to slowly move its head to music, and let’s just say it is pretty fast now.

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A closeup of David’s slipper socks, which I opted for in place of boots because he never touches the ground outside and boots are very frustrating to put on a baby.

Here are the terms I consider to be in his vocabulary, although in true baby fashion he is pretty hard to understand sometimes:

Dada
Mama
Cat
Cracker
Cheese
Uh-oh (always in a gravelly voice, thanks to my dad)
More
Get down

I think he might sometimes say “yogurt,” “Ida” or “Tom-Tom” but it’s not a sure thing. He has also said “milk” and “all done” in sign language.

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Up with the sun

He walks, although perhaps not as much as he crawls, and not as confidently. But every day the walking-to-crawling ratio is changing and I’m sure pretty soon crawling will be a thing of the past, or something he does around little babies to make them feel better about themselves.

His hobbies include taking baths.

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I love my shower curtain

He still nurses, four times per day and occasionally once in the night (when he is teething). He is showing less interest in breast milk these days and really loves his 4% cow’s milk. When he is teething I give him liberal amounts of infant Tylenol, because I remember how much I loved my epidural when I was having contractions.

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He has six teeth, four on top and two on bottom. I thought he was working on a molar last week, because he was chewing on things in that region, drooling like a hydrophobe and crying a lot in the night. But I haven’t laid eyes on it yet, so we won’t count it.

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He sleeps 11-12 hours per night and takes two naps during the day that are usually decent, which to me means longer than one hour.

If you are holding him, you can say “Lie down” and he will rest his head on your shoulder. But just for a few seconds and then he is too terribly busy again.

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Yes, he is falling down.

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Don’t worry, he loved it.

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I don’t know.

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Peekaboo!

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Watching snow

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I got this toy back out, and Dave was about as thrilled as the cats. It took him about five seconds to have it all figured out, and then he kept taking it apart. Which was very annoying to the animals!

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Tired hipster

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My aunt, uncle and parents came from California to be here on his birthday. We think they are so amazing! The rest of the pictures were taken while they were here. Uncle George and Aunt Sue came a few days before my mom and dad, and left a few days sooner.

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This is just to show that once in a while I can take a pretty decent picture with a cell phone. There is my camera for proof.

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Aunt Sue read to him at bedtime. He always pulls his hair when he’s tired.

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Cousin Adrian’s overalls

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It was nice having someone else around to get pictures of the three (five) of us. This was probably taken first thing in the morning, judging by my pajamas.

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I like this one more :)

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Watch out for Tom reading over your shoulder.

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Goldfish in the cheek

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He liked when I talked about the polar bear and growled like a crazy person in front of the other customers.

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After dinner on his real birthday he had his first-ever cupcake, which was funfetti, and his hair looks terrible because he rubbed soup in it.

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Asking for clarification

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Shopping again, poor boy. The hat from Aunt Betsy is so soft it was allowed to stay on.

So, I bought a ball pit. At one point I freaked out a little at the prospect of having 3 one-year-olds at my house (David’s birthday party) with nothing to do other than empty the DVD cabinet. Turns out the other one-year-olds were no-shows, but the older kids got some use out of it! Dave seemed mildly interested, but not enough to justify keeping it in the living room. So it’s in the basement, and might not get much attention until next winter when I think we’ll be glad we have it. I dropped Ida in and she was terrified, but Tom went in periodically and at one point lay down among the balls.

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My poor mother felt sick one day and Ida gravitated toward her vulnerability.

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Tom was similarly attracted, and with their powers combined they managed to restore her to health.

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This was the night before Dave’s party, and I took a picture because I wasn’t sure the balloon chandelier would survive until morning. It did though! Lazy cats.

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Making pizzas. Thank you, Mom!

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I did not take pictures in the middle of the party, but we did have two families from Josh’s shop and three of my friends from when I worked at the bank. Dave seemed to enjoy the hubbub and he got some fun gifts out of it. Tom slept through the entire thing on the cat tree in the living room, but Ida made the rounds.

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Ida chewed through a package of airline cookies, because she is addicted to carbs. I suppose making her wear a bib falls under animal shaming.

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Please notice my FIVE STRIKES.

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Uncle Geo

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I have been appreciating the Suburban lately.

I am stopping there because February stopped there. Perhaps one day a March blog post will show more of this lively group.

I just love when people come visit us. :)

The Last of the Fall Pictures

17 Dec

David has become quite mobile since October, and his huge fat legs seem to be shrinking a little with the constant exercise. They say that all good things must end some day; autumn leaves must fall.

Last week he and I were visiting my family in California. The four flights (David has been on 16 planes, not including in utero) were not as bad as I expected, and he made friends with other passengers. The trip was fun, but of course flew by!

Nov. 5

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Narcissus

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Nov. 9 I am not sure exactly when he started pulling up, but this was one of the first times. As soon as he heard me take a picture he started coming for the camera.IMG_2913

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Going to the grocery store

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Tom

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Eyeing the lens cap

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He always gets his man.

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“Gotta go check on my cats.”

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“Are you sure they like me, Mama?”

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Is she keeping her friend close or her enemy closer? She tends to be nearby.

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My men at Thanksgiving

Nov. 28

Car crash

Car crash. Luckily he was ejected before the Camaro flipped

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“Hello, I’m fat.”

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Loving homemade (not by me) sourdough bread

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The old litmus test

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And it was good.

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Striking a pose

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I love this one!

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I’ve been told he has my nose. I don’t really see it!

Dec. 8 Heading to California

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A tarmac guy tapped on our window as he walked by and noticed the baby face plastered to it.

Dec. 9

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Breakfast at Yiayia’s

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He’s no Francie

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Watching Mickey’s Christmas Carol…for like 10 seconds

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Waldo

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David liked this nativity.

Dec. 10 The kitten and the baby were very interested in each other, and each other’s toys. Pretty cute!

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Bed head

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Crumpet selection

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A very rewarding house to decorate

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Mo in the mirror

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Finagling shortbread from Aunt Ellen

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I got lazy with the last bows.

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Uncle Robert and Davy sharing a moment

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They both liked the guitar stand as a toy, but Waldo eventually got knocked off the arm of the couch by his end of it.

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We came home to a sad, empty house. (Well, the cats were there.) Josh is away, but just for the week! I am so glad he will be here for Baby’s First Christmas.

Crib Talk Part II

21 Aug

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The crib railing pad thing has failed. I wasn’t sure how it would hold up to use, but I don’t think David has ever even touched it and the ribbons are pulling away from the fabric and kind of disintegrating. So I guess I should say that the ribbons have failed. I was constantly having to retie them, just from brushing against it when placing or picking up the baby, and I think my tightening and retightening was too much for them. You can tell they are flimsy! It was for looks, people!

I have (I think) rectified the problem.

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Bam

These fat ribbons aren’t going anywhere. See the difference:

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We might even be cuter, too.

Fine, here he is.

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Babies don’t care about the things you sew for them. Good thing!

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Have I mentioned he sits? He does.

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Mr. Nursery

19 Jul

Since our boy is all grown up and sleeping in his own room, I had to address the fact that the nursery was not really ready for full-time use. Back when I was pregnant, I knew he would not sleep in his own room right away, so I had tiiiime. Well, time’s up. Time flies.

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I’m huge, Mother.

Pouf! We added some seating. I have found it highly desirable to have somewhere to sit down in his room, mostly for night feedings but it’s nice for story time too. We read voraciously.

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I wanted everything to be versatile in terms of which room it belonged in. The chair may eventually be in the living room. The pouf (ottoman) will probably stay with the kid(s), because it will probably get grubby. Both are from Target. The pouf was on clearance and it matched the curtains, which are also from Target, and I thought a big striped blob might be kind of fun in a kid’s room. I originally bought the curtains in pale gray and they were beautiful but not at all light-canceling. They are marketed as blackout, and I will say with a double layer of black bed sheet behind them, the navy blue ones are effective. It would seem that the nursery is taking on a navy blue color scheme (don’t call it nautical). Let’s pretend it is all based on the changing pad cover, which is navy with red, lime green and light blue whales on it. The truck mobile happens to match the changing pad perfectly, and it is from Dominic.

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Don’t you hate when your shirt is too tight around the thighs?

We still don’t have a dresser, but I have a white half-bookshelf that I use for his books and toys as well as pajamas and burp cloths. The remainder of his things are hanging or in drawers in the closet. We are waiting on some wall art from Aunt Steph. ;)

We hang out in his room a lot now, and it’s kind of nice to have all his things consolidated geographically rather than having stations all over the house.

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I’m allowed on the pouf, but not on the chair. Or is it the other way around? I give up.

Crib Talk

6 Jan

Good news, readers! My blog is about to get way better. Are you wondering why? how? Here are three hints:

Ida Canon Rebel

Ida Canon Rebel

Pistachios Canon Rebel

In case you haven’t figured it out, I will be using a real camera instead of my cell phone from now on. 2014 is already a better year!

We finally assembled Baby E’s crib, which a generous friend with a toddler gave to us several months ago. A secondhand crib means ours won’t be the first baby to chew on the railing, but it is in such perfect shape otherwise that I was motivated to look for a DIY solution on Pinterest. As with my cooking, I consolidated several people’s opinions and instructions to make my own plan. This method doesn’t always work with recipes but so far it seems fine for sewing projects.

Chewed crib rail

Busy baby

crib teething guard

I don’t know how well it will stand up to teething, but in the mean time it spruces the place up.

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I will tie better bows after I burn the ends of the ribbon.

It was quite easy to make. You can order these from different places, but making them yourself really only costs the price of the materials—maybe $10?—and if you already have this stuff it is free. Plus I am very picky and I like being able to choose my own colors, etc. Can you tell that I used flannel? Apparently if you use fleece you don’t have to hem it, but I happen to dislike fleece. Flannel with a layer or two of batting is just as soft and cushy, and hems look tidy.

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The weather continues charming.

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Pretzels and Cranberries

5 Dec

When you never have free time and energy at the same time, blogging is (apparently) one of the first things to go. In fact, here is a list of things that have fallen by the wayside:

1. blogging

2. Christie’s stocking and Robin’s blanket

3. dishes, laundry, bathrooms

4. my editing business

In case you cannot relate, let me tell you what I have observed about being 30ish weeks pregnant and 30ish pounds heavier than I’m used to and spending more waking hours standing up than sitting down: for someone who has never been whatever the opposite of sedentary is, these conditions make it REALLY HARD TO DO ANYTHING. Just ask Josh, he will verify that I mostly do nothing.

The good news is that I am quitting my job! I took a job as a store cashier shortly after realizing I was pregnant because the pay and hours were significantly better and would allow me to save about twice as much money as my bank job. I had planned to work at the store until January something, but Josh convinced me (quite easily) that quitting before Christmas would be better for many reasons. In fact, here are some of our reasons:

1. I haven’t really started any baby prep yet. Also I feel I have lost control of my messy house. Josh wants me to be able to relax and enjoy the last part of the pregnancy and feel somewhat prepared by Feb. 14 (and clean up after myself once in a while).

2. I don’t have to worry about working on Christmas Eve and every day preceding it because we are shorthanded, which would translate to not getting my shopping done and packages mailed in time.

3. The store accepted my application nearly a month ago for an open 24 hr/wk position, and then told me it might take months for it to happen because they are retards (my wording). To make things worse, I haven’t gotten a Saturday or Sunday off in a long time (except when I took leave to go to CA) which is sad because I never have a day to hang out with Joshua. Who wants Mondays and Thursdays off? Terrible. ;)

4. Plantar fasciitis. Needles and pins-uh.

5. Some People have been Getting On My Nerves. This has been getting worse the tireder I become, and is enough to make me pretty annoyed a lot of the time. It will be sad to leave nonetheless because I do like the limited social interaction with customers (introvert) and I like a lot of the people who work there.

6. Josh got a promotion!

Blah blah blah. Six reasons should be enough! The main one is that Josh said I should, and he doesn’t have any pregnancy brain affecting his way of thinking. If he wants to treat me like a delicate flower, that’s okay by this lady.

Last night after work I made a cranberry garland. I’d had Josh buy cranberries when he did the Thanksgiving shopping (I was working) and he put them in the fridge (logical), which was fine for the ones that became sauce but it might have made the ones for the garland a little weird. I have never bought fresh cranberries before but I was expecting them to be somewhat crisp and hard like a green apple, and most were more like very delicate grapes. Is that from refrigeration or just the way it goes? Anyway after a few days of resting on a cooling rack in the pantry, many were discovered to be like wooden beads or green apples or whatever and last night these ones were totally workable. The cats LOVED this activity, and have been playing with the same cranberry all around the house ever since. I ended up making a garland that was about 4 feet long (I didn’t measure) which was perfect for my counter-top Christmas tree. I think my next step will be to make those cinnamon ornaments for it, so it will have a food theme. Kitchen trees should have a food theme? I did not have any un-buttered popcorn so I went straight cran. For the big tree I might do a popcorn-cranberry one, but I might wimp out because I can see the cats knocking the tree down in the night. With any luck/momentum, right through the front window.

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Cranberry garland

When we were in Texas meeting Robin, Betsy and Marcos had pretzel rolls from Costco. Josh has never forgotten how good they were, and has been talking for weeks about trying to make his own. We haven’t seen them for sale anywhere around here. After a bit of internet research, he made his first attempt (I was working):

Parboil pretzel rolls

Parboil

Bake pretzel rolls

Bake

Lovely pretzel rolls

Done!

Aren’t they perfect and adorable looking? He was disappointed that they tasted exactly like soft pretzels at the mall shaped like rolls. How do I describe the pretzel roll he was envisioning? Softer and more delicate, like a dinner roll, but with a delicious pretzel flavor. He will try again, and again if necessary. Meanwhile I love to eat them warmed up a little and dipped in mustard. :)

Quick pregnancy update: I can’t tell if I would be sore if it weren’t for my job, but that is really my only complaint. No swollen ankles or anything. Sometimes my back aches but Josh can usually fix it right up. I think I must still be in that golden age where I don’t feel sick and I don’t feel like a cow yet. The baby moves a lot, which is awesome! It makes me smile at work.

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