Norah: 5 Months


As Norah turned FIVE months today, she wanted us to let you know that she doesn't ask for much. Essentially she can be put into a good mood by doing one of the following:
  • give her food
  • let her sleep
  • lay her on her back and time how fast it takes her to roll over
  • show a pic of her happy to be FIVE months old
So I thought I'd amuse our little girl.  Enjoy.

Happy 5-Month, Norah!!

gowaka ba


This Sorin's new thing when he takes a nap... Norah (gowaka) (we don't get it either) staying in bed (ba) with him for a little while. He likes to put his arm around her and, I think, 'take care of her' while I leave the room. I of course do not have the guts to leave for any length of time longer than what is shown on this video : ). But isn't that cute?? It seems like Norah enjoys it too...




Sorin's YouTube Channel


Are you ready for this? Currently Sorin's favorite books to tote around are about crocodiles. He pronounces it more like "cocka-way", but we've obviously picked up on his lingo for "crocodile."

A few weeks ago Katie found a crocodile video on YouTube and so every once in awhile they fire up the MacBook and watch YouTube crocodile videos together. Ahh, to be an infant in 2010...

Want to see what fascinates our son? It's only 1:48 long, but after about 0:35 you get the idea of the video:




So last week Katie and Sorin watched the crocodile video. After the video was over, Katie went to do some work in the kitchen when she heard the sounds of a different video playing. Note: this video is not a regular link from the crocodile video -- Sorin found this one himself. This is what Sorin was watching:

(It's about "a girl, a cat and big hunk of brie.")

Peach Shortbread







It is a cold and windy day today... and while it isn't raining, I just don't have the heart to go outside. Days like this require multiple projects or Sorin goes a little CRAZY staying inside all day. Early this morning I found that some of my VERY EXPENSIVE organic peaches had gotten moldy before they even were ripe, and realized that - a. I had to use the rest of them or they would follow quickly behind the others and b. I shouldn't buy them again this season. So I decided that our project was going to be Peach Shortbread.


Now, Sorin and I have - pretty much - the same taste in food. We both love pasta with a good tomato sauce made from
scratch, or sautéed vegetables with hint of kosher salt and lots of pepper, or a good honey mustard vinaigrette. We love tuna melts with tomatoes from the garden and bread and butter pickles, whole wheat pancakes, and oatmeal with cranberries and just a touch of brown sugar, and most of all we LOVE chips! (this is a terrible case of nature vs. nurture - I know).


Peach shortbread, I thought, would be a treat for us both. I am not that into sweets (Sorin and I differ on that point). I love shortbread, or tart
pies, and anything chocolate but could take or
leave cake and ice cream, and cookies (with the exception of
Han's hot-out-of-the-oven chocolate chip cookies, my mom's chocolate chip cookies, and my mother-in-law's cherry chip cookies). Now that I'm writing this, I take it back - I do like sweets - just certain ones. And Sorin has NEVER met a peach he did not like. So when I found this recipe on this blog I knew I
had to make it. It was a great recipe to make with Sorin.
Not a lot of ingredients, just the right amount of
stirring and a lot of patting dough into the
baking pan. Not to mention all the peaches you can eat, cause they've GOT TO GO!







So as you can see from these pictures, Sorin had
a utensil in one hand and a peach in the other at all times. Unless I told him to put the peach down and he did this -








He dutifully cut the butter into the flour












and patted the dough into the pan. And then I said, "Ok - it's time to put the peaches on top," and I turned around and saw this -















And VOILA! Our finished project.
Now go and make this because it is UNBELIEVABLY good. You KNOW something is good when you give it to Sorin, he gobbles it up and then looks at you and says,

"More."

She did it!!!!

The foot has made it to the mouth.