The Mystery of the Armenian Restaurant
I’m still struggling with the baby food vs. bottle aspect of feeding. Her schedule at the babyhouse was an 8 oz. bottle every 3 hours, starting at 7am through 10pm. That totals 6 bottles and 48 oz of milk. Now she’s on formula and several moms have written to me telling me she should be getting around 32 oz. But I’ve tried to substitute the baby food for one of the meals and it doesn’t work well. She loves the baby food, will get full on it, but it doesn’t “last” for 3 hours of fullness. She gets hungry about an hour and a half later. Then if I give her the bottle, her feeding schedule is screwed up. I’ve cut back her bottles to 6 oz per feeding so that helps, but she is used to that oh-so-full feeling of an 8 ouncer. Ah, well, I think this is a very normal problem and not one I really worry about, just trying to find my way.
Brookes’ called in the morning and asked if I wanted to try the Armenian
restaurant for lunch. It’s the one remaining “Must Try”
restaurant and we’ve made 3 attempts now to eat there but every single
time it has been totally booked. So
today I got a babysitter. For those of you in the
on a more prosaic note, we ended up back at the Rainbow room which was
appropriately deserted at a weekday lunchtime. I
consoled myself with 2 pivas
(beer) and the only menu item I can eat there – vegetarian pilaf. (for those who don’t know, I am a vegetarian so there
aren’t a lot of options in this horsemeat-on-a-stick country. (yep, horsemeat is the national meat of
After lunch, since it was a really lovely day out, I went home to pick up the pumpkin belly and then the brookes’ and I went for a walk down to the Horny Husband monument.
We’re going to actually make reservations on Thursday for the Armenian restaurant so stay tuned!
In the last couple of days Annabelle has started doing this odd thing that I think might be the start of the “how the crap do I crawl” stage of her development. She lies on her tummy and bangs her right foot on the floor, using it as sort of a propeller. She can actually make a 360 degree circle over time doing this.
Here are some other photos of cute girl.
I call this picture and the next one her “Lana Turner” poses. Totally coquettish vixen. “What am I cute, little ole me?”
This is the girl right after her bath all clean and ready for bed in her sleep dress (thank you Lisa!), surrounded by the multitude of toys at her disposal
Look at that precious face. As my dad says “she’s as cute as a puppy” – which in my Dad’s language is his highest compliment.