We're over here enjoying the wind-down of the Easter-Passover nexus. Lots of uneaten hot-crossed matzoh and the like. Hope you had a joyous spring holiday.
Waiting for it to start to warm the ef up around here. I am so tired of feeling cold all the time. Although I recently read an article in the NYT about this so-called brown fat stuff that is activated by cold and helps you lose weight. This made me feel less guilty about sitting in my freezing kitchen eating bag after bag of chips. (Okay, this paragraph is starting to make me feel like a) I have to start linking to something else besides the NYT - it's all I ever do; and b) I am starting to feel like a living, breathing Cathy cartoon.)
Willa has recently entered a new phase. One that includes hitting whatever is in front of her when she is even slightly thwarted. Today at a restaurant when I took away her cup she hit me, then the table and then screamed out some gibberish that I am pretty sure was "I WILL CUT YOU!!!" This kind of scenario plays out pretty much hourly these days. Two is going to be fun, I can feel it. But she looks like this so, kiiiinda hard to not come crawling back for more. Sigh. Yummy.
