Sunday Letter: April 12

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This week was about being busy at home, doing lots of work at my desk, going on long walks with my energetic dogs, and taking advantage of the little moments between to notice things.

Like this kid's feet up there. When do those little pieces-of-candy toes stop being so adorable? They are slowly killing me. Also, she'd brought me that dress, so I put it on her.

Lots of city workers doing their thing outside our second-story apartment this week. I'm sure some number of them saw me dancing with my little dancer.

This guy was meticulous. He leveled that poured concrete for I don't know how long. We're on the same team, he and I.

She still mostly says "whassat," to mean "What is that thing," and also, "see that thing over there? I want it." I'm trying to get her to say "water." No go, but so far we've managed to understand each other perfectly.

Also, she said Mama to mean me, her mama. For the first time ... SHE SAID MAMA!!! I was trying to be all cool about it, but I'm ecstatic. I love it every time I hear it! Which has been about three times total.

Where are the lines drawn between habit, routine, and compulsion? Because that toasted bread up there? I eat it every single afternoon for a snack with my coffee no matter what. I'm serious. It doesn't matter if I'm not hungry, or if I just finished lunch thirty minutes earlier.

A side note: Patrick got and made us a sourdough starter (from Carl Griffith's Oregon Trail Sourdough Starter), so we're working to take our homemade bread to the next level. This is one of my life dreams. Now I just need to get to know this beast well enough to break away from the starter-provided bread recipe (which includes oil, sugar, and baking soda), and start making a lean dough.

I've started a new lunch ... habit? routine? compulsion? I pop my kernels up in a cast iron skillet (with an oil screen to contain the mess), toss in with melted butter, salt, and a little bit of pesto. 

This goes on behind my work desk when I'm not looking. She is an explorer-scientist and I can't wait to hear about all her discoveries.

"Wish You Were Here"

Paper Letter: To Emily