A Day at the Torrance Farmer's Market

Where, oh where do you take a fruit-addicted kid for a late morning breakfast? Why the Farmer's Market, of course! Mommy, Daddy, Nick & Grandma T. hit the Torrance Farmer's Market on Saturday morning - we were all very pleased with what we found. Lots of great produce - including, much to Nick's joy, a ton of fruit. Nick was willing without hesitation to sample any and all fruit offered to him. He even inspects it a bit, just to make sure it's up to snuff


Here he is - a strawberry in one hand and a plum in the other (or was it a peach? Who knows - he ate a ton of both!)


He also likes to make suggestions as to which ones to buy. He does this by holding up what he's eating and stating (with his mouth full, of course) 'More!' I really think he ate more than we bought. And we bought a LOT.


After the morning at the Farmer's Market, lunch at a local Mexican food restaurant, off we went to the beach. I mean, you can't live in So. Cal. without hitting the beach. We found some swings at Hermosa Beach. (Nick was also relieved to find a rock, which he held in his hand for much of the afternoon)


The swing was elevated quite high over the sand, which was weird for Nick - he wanted to dangle his feet in the sand.


After the beach we found this small aquarium that had a tour in the back. Nick got to splash in the touch tanks that held sea cucumbers, starfish and all sorts of other cool marine life. Not a bad way to spend a Saturday!!

Playing at the new pad

As long as Nick can go "owside", he's a happy boy. He loves running around in the backyard, playing with Grandma and his Spiderman ball.


We're hoping to pull up some of the rock pavers (those big white things in the picture below) and put down some grass so Nick has softer place to play (his poor little knees already have all sorts of scratches and bruises...)


Of course, everything that is "owside" must go inside, including rocks, sticks, leaves, peach pits from our peach tree and other assorted items. And they always must be thrown into the house - couch-sitters beware!


We set-up a "Nick-area" behind the couch where we're able to keep many of his ever-increasing collection of toys. The area always starts out nice & orderly but by day's end - chaos. Daddy risked life & limb to climb in there with him...

Waff-ews

Nick likes the freezer in our new house - it's at just the right height!! Poor little guy has been suffering with new teeth coming in. We found that frozen waffles help him deal with the pain - they're cold and get kind of mushy, so it feels good on his gums. Unfortunately, he likes them sooo much, that he likes to help himself and walks around saying "waff-ews".





He also likes to pull other things out of the freezer - namely ice cream. I'm thinking of sending this picture to Ben & Jerry's - it would make a cute ad, don't you think?

The last days in SF... sniff sniff

I promise to update with pictures of the new pad and such as soon as possible. But, hey, I just found the camera! At least that means I can load some pictures of our last weekend in SF.

So of course the weekend included a Giants game. And, thankfully, the Giants won. Nick started out the game with a nap in his stroller - a blessing as that allows us to get our lunch eaten before heading to our seats.


In the case of this game, Nick stayed asleep for a little while longer even after we got to our seats. Another blessing as it allows Mommy to have a beer (or two...)


The excitement of the game didn't let Nick sleep for long (did I mention that the Giants actually won??) and he was soon up & enjoying the game with the rest of the 38,000 or so fans.


We bring snacks for Nick for the game - this day it was blueberries. Actually, there aren't many days when it's NOT blueberries. If it ain't broke...


Did I mention that he eats them by the handful? Honestly, this little hand had not a blueberry left in it a mere few seconds later.


So what does one do when all the wine glasses are packed and in process of being shipped south? Well, if you've read previous posts, you take a tip from Grandpa. Sippy cups. Not only could we have some much needed wine after a stressful day of dealing with movers, boxes, etc., we didn't spill any either.


And believe me, we needed every dang drop!