- Concerned Neighbors and Strangers- I resolved to do several things every day this week- one was to get half an hour of exercise a day, at least in a walk if nothing else. I have found that when I’m home with Caroline all day, some time mid-afternoon it does us both good to get out of the house. I have also been reminded, however, that we are NOT living in the north anymore, toto. Whereas in the north (in my experience) heat peaks at noon and then starts to back off, here heat peaks in the late afternoon and doesn’t really start to back off until the sun starts to set. So, going for a 3 p.m. walk- that would be like a high noon walk back north, only hotter, on a hot day, hot, hot, hot. And Monday and Tuesday… hot, hot days. Tuesday I had a thank you note to mail and a fussy baby and so we slathered on the sunscreen (on both of us) and I opted for putting her in her car seat and the car seat in the stroller as the two have covers that, when combined, do a good job blocking out the sun. The disadvantage of this is that the car seat is hot, the stroller is black, meh. But… I figured I’d dress her minimally, lather her up maximally, and move as quickly as possible. And I brought a full 40 oz of water for me. We hadn’t even gotten down our driveway when the son of our next door neighbor said “You two going for a walk?” “Yes,” I replied, “Running some stuff to the post office and she likes to be out and moving at this time of day.” “Can I give you a ride?” “No, thanks,” I answered, “really, she needs the walk.” He looked at me with concern, but gave in to my crazy insistence. When I got to the post office I was winded, and HOT. I paused to gulp down some of that water after dropping the mail in the box and an elderly gentleman coming out of the post office asked if I had a baby “in there”. “Yes, sir.” “You tryin’ to bake her?” “No, sir. Moving as fast as I can, shading her as well as I can.” The he smiled gently “You’re fine, ma’am. She’s fine. Everything’s fine.” So sweet. Then, about five blocks from home a pick-up truck slowed down and the older man driving it said “Are you going to be o.k.? Do you have far to go? Can I help?” “We’re almost home, sir. But thank you.” I loved these small kindnesses.
- Babysitter With a Can-Do Attitude- So she put the diaper wrap on backwards and used the bjorn in a funny way, I was there, and she didn’t bother me to ask for help. She made do, and what she did was FINE. And my interruptions were minimal and all reasonable. LOVE THIS.
- Things That Make You Go “hmm…” For a Week or More- A week ago Friday as I was wrapping up my guided reading discussion with my professor Caroline started to melt down, she got quite worked up. It was difficult to finish our conversation over her screaming. My professor started saying “It’s o.k., she won’t remember this.” I think he said it three times “She won’t remember this. She won’t remember this. She won’t remember this.” I believe he meant it as a comfort., but it has haunted me. Indeed, so much of THIS she won’t remember. And how strange is that to think about. Then her babysitter and I were talking yesterday as I nursed her in a particularly sad stretch of the afternoon for her and it turns out her babysitter has CRAZY early memories. She remembers teething. She can describe the sensations. So, what will she remember? I have been thinking about memory from all sorts of angles all week. And I love that.
- Homemade Lemon Sorbet- So I got a hankering last week for lemon sorbet. It seemed like it would be just about the most refreshing thing ever, esp on hot, hot days. Found a recipe on-line that looked good and Kev made it up for the first time this Wednesday. And… Lord have mercy. It is unbelievably good. Whatever did we do before our ice cream maker? LOVE IT.