{Scoping for flowers before baby's party}
{Noshing on Sweet Truck's red velvet whoopie pie, while waiting in line for Grilled Cheese Truck}
{Chosun Galbi post-party luncheon}
{Eundaegu cheem....you are right up there with galbi in my book}
{Party photos to come...when I get 'em folks!}
Starbucks oatmeal w/brown sugar, walnuts, & dried fruit. Tall vanilla latte w/soy milk. 8 am: get ready for work. don't forget the baby! take her to school (0.5 miles). stop by starbucks if i haven't had breakfast at home. try to squeeze in some news on knx 1070.
9 am: get to work. check in. yadda yadda.
11:30 am: meet coworkers for lunch. typical school cafeteria food. but it's free & there's always a salad bar. beggars can't be choosers.
12 pm - 5:40 pm: talk to residents. run all my groups.
5:40 pm: leave for home. don't forget the baby! pick her up, if joey hasn't, & go home.
6 pm: give baby a bath. feed her. play with baby. feed her again. put her to bed.
7:30: make dinner & eat! get baby's things ready for the next day.
9 pm: free time till bedtime.
11pm: go to bed (ok, it's usually later than this). sleep 6-7 hours.
pretty routine. what's your day look like?
If I have ever stated that being a parent isn't any fun, I take it back.
It is simply a hoot these days. The laughing, the new expressions, the clucking, the crawling. (We really are wonderfully made, aren't we Grace?)
We recently took her on a hike to Malibu.
And on her first visit to the Huntington Library
Everything is more fun when it is your baby's "first" anything
Like her first play date with a yorkshire terrier. Or seeing a duck at the park. And hearing her laugh in response.
I was recently reminded of the short duration of our lives here on earth. And how precious life is. I am reassured that our relationships now are but a fraction of a second in comparison to the eternal life that is promised us.
I leave you with a video of my crawling baby. She's not walking yet (and I only say that bc people keep asking)...but I am amazed when she crawls out of her room, down the hallway, to come & find me getting ready in my room.
Some time last year I was browsing iTunes when a familiar name caught my eye & I did a double take. Diane Birch?! It was the same girl I went to elementary school with. She lived down the street, and I still remember her 5th grade birthday party that featured fancy food that I had never seen, including fruit meringues that her mother had made (the same ones that I tried to replicate afterwards, but failed--do you remember umma?). Anyways, she's been on everything from Letterman to Conan to Ellen (which airs tomorrow). Here's her recent video of my favorite song, Valentino... I remember that she played piano by ear, but I don't remember her voice being this good. 
