I’ve got happy news to end the week: Our very own SlowMama contributor Ann had her baby boy yesterday! Mama and baby are doing well, and I’m sure Ann will share details on how things went when she gets home and rested. Of course, this calls for a particularly celebratory drink today; I’m thinking something bubbly!
But before I get to that, inquiring minds wanted to know: How do I like our new VitaMix? I love it — and all I’ve done is make smoothies in it so far. This thing makes soups, ice cream, sauces, dips, dressings, and purees; it even grinds nuts, herbs, grains, and coconuts (although you need a separate blade and container for a couple of those items).
While the machine is nothing fancy, it’s the incredible motor you’re paying for: This thing can cut grass, shave a Sasquatch, and chop firewood all at the same time. It’s loud, too, which four-year-olds trying to watch Dora the Explorer in another room really enjoy. Heh.
I’m now scouring the web for the best smoothie recipes, and I’m doing some of my own experimenting. My goal is one shake a day for me and the girls. I was hoping to make the same one for all of us, but while it seems like a no-brainer that kids will always slurp up yummy smoothies, it’s sadly not the case here. One of my girls takes a few sips and then loses interest. Every time. Even when I put chocolate in there (which she loves), and only fruits she likes. Sigh. Maybe if I turn it into ice cream?
Anyway, I will not give up; I am woman, hear my VitaMix roar. I suppose the good news is that S, my pickier eater, enjoys the smoothies far more than her sister; I’m grateful it’s not the other way around. I’ll keep trying and will hold back the tears that I can’t give them any of my favorite green superfood concoctions — yet.
But back to that drink: In honor of Ann’s hard work and a brand spankin’ new baby boy in the world, I’m offering a Moonwalk, which I spotted at Saveur. Made with grapefruit juice, Grand Marnier, and rosewater, then topped with champagne, it’s definitely fit for a toast. It’s also enough to make even me forget about green smoothies.
So with glass raised high, here’s my high and low of the week:
Low: No one thing jumping out at me this week, but maybe the fact that I felt defeated at various times…from one girl deciding she doesn’t like smoothies (my last, best idea for getting fruits and veggies into them) to trying some new activities at home and observing that certain random things trigger what I call “adoption behaviors.” I think I get used to everything seeming pretty normal, and then something happens and I’m reminded that these little ones still have a lot churning inside.
High: A visit from one of my closest friends and her little boy, whom my girls love and constantly want to treat like one of their dolls. Lisa and I both married later in life and became moms in our 40s, and though our visits now mostly comprise changing diapers, feeding little mouths, running to the potty, and attending to every “mommy, mommy!” it’s still great to have a little bit of girlfriend time.
Bonus question: Where do you fall in the pecking order of your family of origin: oldest? youngest? middle? Or maybe an only child, like my husband? Do you fit the typical traits of your birth order? As you may know, I’m the oldest of ten, and in many ways I’m a typical oldest: I tend to take charge, feel responsible, try to make sure everyone is taken care of. I’m independent, a worrier, and give a lot of advice (even when it’s not always asked for — oops). I like to think I’m a good big sister, though, and I learn a lot from my siblings, who are all amazing people.
Your turn! Please help yourself to a drink, join me in a toast to Ann, and spill away about your week. Then have yourself a slow weekend, and I’ll catch you back here on Monday!