First Wave:
Claire started waving the other week. She also started full out moving. Now her favorite activity is eyeing something on the carpet that doesn't look like it should be there (aka crumbs, fuzz, what have you), booking for it and tasting it. Last night I found a piece of carpet fuzz in her mouth, it was so gross!
This week she has been sick, and not a trooper about it either. I think she is on the mend thankfully. Now it looks like it is Mommy and Daddy's turn to be sick. Oh well, at least it is a weekend and we can be sick together!
The Rodeo:
After almost an entire week of rain last week, we ventured to the San Antonio Stock and Rodeo Show on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. It was...a glorified 4-H fair. We had fun. It was a great day to be outside, Sophie loved all the animals. Did I mention that I've never seen so many pick up trucks in one place before? Never. Also my favorite reptile was on display with an exhibit called "Snakes, Snakes, and More Snakes"! If you know me, you can imagine my excitement... Can you believe my disgust when Sophie actually asked to see them, twice? Even though moments earlier when I was taking her to the potty she had just finished telling me how she thought snakes were yucky. Bill was the lucky one to take her to them. I was just freaked out enough by being in the same building as them.
This is what Claire thought of the whole thing:
Sophie at the petting zoo
When I asked Sophie what her favorite part of the rodeo was, she told me her favorite part was getting a sticker. Never mind the animals, or ice cream....kids!
Paczki:
And who could forget Paczki Day earlier this week? Some of you may know it as Fat Tuesday. Incase you are unfamiliar with beautiful paczki tradition, here is a little blurb. It is my favorite day to celebrate my heritage, or at least Polish food. Anyway, the excitement brewed on Paczki Day Eve. I started googling bakeries in the area that I could call or go to in the morning. And the morning came, and so did a lot of phone calls in which I heard things like "what?", "no, we don't even make those", "huh?". Yep, I didn't expect such rejection! I think I forgot that I was in San Antonio, a city not exactly heavily populated with Poles. So, what's a Polish girl to do? Well, a really motivated girl would have made those. I took the road more traveled, and made an easier Polish fried treat to get me through the day. Chrusciki (angel wings)- basically a crispy fried dough with powdered sugar sprinkled atop. Delicious. Not quite paczki, but I will save that project for another day! By the way, I can say that even the paczki in Hamtramck do not comapre to a homemade one. My grandma makes the BEST paczki.
my chrusciki
2 comments:
Very cool to have a food connection with your heritage. I'd say that, being from Vegas, the all-you-can-eat-buffet is my food tradition.
Seriously, though .. I think whatever it is that you made looks wonderful.
It sounds like you guys are learning your way around your new place. I hope you're enjoying it (but not so much that you decide to stay!). :)
ok - those look so yummy. Are the angel wings hard to make? You should post the recipe!! Miss seeing you guys around. Later....erin
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