Saturday, September 12, 2009

Breakfast, nap, party

Monsieur Henry was up at the crack of dawn this morning, which explains why we were at Lili Patisserie for breakfast by 8 a.m. Turns out this is the perfect time to take a youngster to breakfast on the weekend. We got to enjoy biscuits with mushroom gravy (serious yum factor here) and the chef cut a rather fanciful plate of fruit for the little man with fresh peaches, strawberries, and figs. Figs, I say! (Turns out Henry is not a fig fan.) The early arrival meant there were far fewer patrons than normal so Henry's occasional shout "BUS!" was less likely to annoy. Service was speedy and, best of all, Henry ate. A lot. Bacon, fruit, scrambled eggs, and the little lad even tried his first taste of biscuits with gravy. And then he tried another bite and another one and ... After nearly every bite he'd emit a little "mmmm" to show his appreciation for the cuisine, which is quite good. If you've never gone, I highly recommend it.

We walked home afterward, stopping at one of the school fields along the way for some serious play time. Henry loves being "ow-shit" (his pronunciation of outside). By the time we returned to the condo, it was nap time. And boy howdy did we nap. The Huckster and myself slept on the big parental bed for nearly two and a half hours. Those carb/fat consumption comas are sure awesome.

By the time we awoke we had just enough time to shower and change before heading out to a party celebrating Tevia's second birthday. Tevia is the daughter of a couple (Paco and Emily) we met in our birthing classes at OHSU. Most recently Tevia was at the condo for a playdate, along with Stephanie and her son, Mason, also known as a result of attending said classes). We all live in the same neighborhood so it was relatively easy to stay in touch and now that the kids are interacting more, I'm hopeful we'll hook up often. Henry is really lucky to have so many great friends. Of course, there were pictures...

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1 comment:

Elizabeth Prata said...

you describe a scene that I dream about...if I had another life...I'd live in a city, and eat a leisurely weekend breakfast at a patisserie, and walk along the park and then nap and then go to a party. LOL. I would live in a hi-rise apartment/condo/loft with brick and beams and ducts and a view.

Instead, I hear chickens and dogs and cows at 2am, watch baby donkeys cavort in the fields, get waved by tractors trundling up the road, listen to the haying in the morning, and the nearest downscale restaurant is 10 miles and the nearest fru-fru restaurant is 20 miles away.

I thought I would be living the former life as a professor of speech communication, writing columns on the side for the local city glossy magazine, but I ended up living near farms as a church teacher eating having pot-lucks in the Fellowship Hall as the big meal out. Funny how things work out. For me, it has been a good trade. But I enjoy reading your posts on how your life is going and of course Henry is a joy to watch grow up.