A friend of mine had a baby a couple weeks ago and, when I held her for the first time, I couldn’t believe that Joanie — and Jackson, too! — had once been so small (smaller, even). I passed the kids’ pediatrician’s office a few days ago and popped in to make a wellness appointment for Joanie, and the receptionist said, “For her nine-month check-up?” And I was about to correct him when I realized he was right; she’ll be nine months old in two weeks. Yesterday I registered Jackson for kindergarten in the fall, which somehow seems a bigger marker of the passing of time — or at least, a more pleasant one — than scheduling my first mammogram. And look at my little baby here — wearing shoes and the teeniest barrette to hold her hair out of her eyes; she’s playing with other kids at our neighborhood playground now and crawling so fast I can’t take my eyes off her for a second.
And guess what else? Spring starts this weekend (the earliest since 1896, which is confusing the hell out of my calendar-obsessed son, who has been counting days until March 21st, not the 20th, but so it goes). Despite this being the mildest winter I’ve experienced in the nine years I’ve been in NYC, it’s actually supposed to snow on our first day of spring. I can’t complain though. I only had to wear my snow boots, like, five times this year. To mark the occasion, I’ll be going to a bridal shower. What does one wear to a bridal shower on the first day of spring when it’s snowing and you have to walk a mile and take two different subways? Kate? Please advise.
What else? How was your week? What are you up to this weekend? Does anyone have a recipe you recommend? I’m in kind of a cooking rut. I like stuff I can cook, or at least do most of the prep work for, in the afternoon, when I still have some energy, and then heat up or throw together in a pan to cook at the end of the day when I’m pretty dead-tired. Ideas?