friday it was 67 degrees. on january 12! how is that even possible?!
we took mila downtown to walk around the mall and stopped for a ride on the carousel. she’s totally a little thrill seeker — she was having so much fun even though the carousel went just a little too fast and the horses went probably a tiny bit too high. steven, on the other hand, almost lost his lunch.
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hi sweet girl!
man, you’re precious. if you could sleep later than 7 am that’d be great, but otherwise, you’re a true gem of a baby. you’ve been sleeping through the night for a couple months now and that is sooo amazing. so i’ll take what i can get ;).
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by far, this was the best christmas. mila’s first! she loved the tree and the ornaments; she even loved ripping open the paper on her presents.
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millennial pink might be the color of the year when it comes to styling your home, but purple is definitely the hue for your tablescape. purple produce is everywhere. whole foods even named it one of the top food trends of 2017. i wrote a little about the trend in this weekend’s herald-dispatch — and it gave me an excuse to whip up these super cute, personal-sized savory purple potato + mushroom tarts.
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this year, the chef and i are staying in dc for thanksgiving and we’ve invited some of his neurology co-residents for dinner. the big meal is one week from today, and we haven’t even discussed the menu. i’m hoping to create a super colorful meal using Japanese ube instead of standard sweet potatoes, heirloom carrots instead of the plain old orange ones, and swiss chard for a splash of color in our stuffing. but i’m sure steven has his own ideas. he’s much more of a traditionalist on this day than i am.
here are some recipes i’m considering:
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oh, my mila!
nine months is so silly and wiggly and sometimes temper-tantrumy, but the best i could ever imagine. your dad and i always debate what your best age is: he says whatever age you are right now is the best, while i tend to prefer the newborn days (i could snuggle you as much as i wanted back then; now i’m lucky if you stay still to nurse for a few minutes). but i finally think he’s right. so far, nothing tops nine months.
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