I slept in yesterday till 6:45 and felt quite decadent. After I coaxed my 75-lb dog outside to do his business, I headed straight to the kitchen and made a pot of Chock Full o'Nuts, my favorite cheapie coffee ever.
Fueled by that, I was prepared when I heard my chatty girl wake up at 8:00. I'm so glad she sleeps that long. It may not last forever but right now it is delightful.
She woke up in a good mood, bed head and all.
After some Mama-Baby cuddle time on the couch, watching insipid baby cartoons, it was time for breakfast:
Frozen blueberries, ran through the food processor and swirled into plain yogurt, with crunchy raisin bran cereal, topped with almonds. The yogurt was ice-cold from the fruit and the whole thing was WAY more awesome than it looked:
Itty Bitty is going through that picky-toddler thing right now and she was skeptical at first, but due to my devious tutelage, she thinks cereal is a cookie, so she thought she was getting away with something. If it occurred to very small children to lick a bowl clean, she would have done so.
This is still pretty early into it. After another 10 minutes, she looked more like this:
Well, except for the turning-into-a-blueberry-and-getting-rolled-away-by-orange-men part.
Lunch was ramen noodles. I feel like a bad mom when I give this to her because she may well turn into a pillar of salt, but I know she loves them and I feed her good stuff most of the time. I was going to give her the hummus I made that morning, because she's always been one to scarf down some hummus in a flour tortilla, but after she put the first bite in her mouth, she spat it back out and burst into tears. I thought it tasted fine, and I know she's going through That Thing With Food right now, but it took the heart out of my hummus making and I didn't take any pictures. I still think it tastes fine, though.
And supper was delicious, of course; salads of spinach and iceburg lettuce, topped with hardboiled eggs, carrots, leftover spaghetti squash, cucumber, and apple. I highly recommend spaghetti squash as a salad ingredient, it is SO good. Again, forgot to take a picture as I'm not in the habit yet, but next time will look roughly the same as this time, I promise.
Today I need to do something with the chicken I took out of the freezer yesterday; it's been thawing in the fridge and looks ready to cook. I'm aiming to get 2-3 meals out of it, if I can keep The Man from gorging on it. These less-meat menus we've had the last week have got him in a bit of a frazzle. Fingers crossed, people.