The grocery store in our neighborhood has 40 different choices for peanut butter (I think our old grocery might have had 40 jars on the shelf, but probably not). There are several different brands, several varieties of each brand (honey nut, chunky, creamy, reduced fat), and various sizes of each brand as well. I ended up going with Skippy Natural because it was on sale, although in the past I’ve been buying organic peanut butter from Costco, even though stirring in the oil makes it a little messy and I can never get it all the way down to the bottom.
We have come to the realization that we were very attached to our subway lines, even though one of them was just reported to be the slowest line in the system. Our new line has a station really close to our new place, but even so I find myself thinking that walking would be just as fast. It is going to take a while for the new line to earn my trust.
Simon has proven capable of climbing a 6-foot ladder (in nothing but a diaper, which is why I am not posting the pictures), of climbing onto a chair and from there onto the table (nothing is safe), of walking up the slide at the park (he’s not nearly has fond of going down it as he is going up), and of helping us unpack by putting back things we have been taking out and taking out things we have been putting back. His most helpful behavior has been to take long naps, during which I have been able to prime and paint our bedroom.
And a final thought from Micah’s Engrish collection that he started on his mission in Japan: “You can dance the dream with your body on.”