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May. 7th, 2012 08:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pantryslutToday the ladies and I made lemon ricotta pancakes and ate them with macerated strawberries. I told them I was the slicer and they were the mixers and gave them the wet and dry bowls to stir. They enjoyed watching me separate eggs. The only problem is that it's hard to halve a batch and leftover lemon ricotta pancakes are not very appetizing. So I am vaguely contemplating a lemon ricotta pancake trifle. With macerated strawberries, of course.
Then we walked down to the Bird Sanctuary playground on Lake Merritt. My children made a friend there -- a girl named E., who told me she was a pirate because she had a pirate costume at home. A boy's pirate costume. She and my daughters formed an instant girl gang and ran around the playground chasing boys twice their size and growling. For hours. Taking breaks to hide under their "ship" in the shade and build sand castles together. E. shared her medal with Simone, and her brother's medal (oops) with April. E. was also, as noted, very talkative, or if you prefer verbally assertive. Not as chatty as Simone, but pretty close.
If E.'s parents (who were a little more concerned about her aggressiveness than I was) are there next Monday, I think I will overcome my shyness and ask for their contact info. IIRC E. may be biracial East Asian/black (if I'm not misemembering and/or confusing playground people) so that's another reason to make the effort. I have a hard time bridging the "we don't have to be best friends but our kids might be" gap, I confess. I'm having this issue elsewhere, too.
P.S. It's hard not to pity E.'s younger brother.
We took the bus home (actually two short bus rides, with transfer). The girls passed out. I made Cobb salad for the adults' dinner, and it was good.
Then we walked down to the Bird Sanctuary playground on Lake Merritt. My children made a friend there -- a girl named E., who told me she was a pirate because she had a pirate costume at home. A boy's pirate costume. She and my daughters formed an instant girl gang and ran around the playground chasing boys twice their size and growling. For hours. Taking breaks to hide under their "ship" in the shade and build sand castles together. E. shared her medal with Simone, and her brother's medal (oops) with April. E. was also, as noted, very talkative, or if you prefer verbally assertive. Not as chatty as Simone, but pretty close.
If E.'s parents (who were a little more concerned about her aggressiveness than I was) are there next Monday, I think I will overcome my shyness and ask for their contact info. IIRC E. may be biracial East Asian/black (if I'm not misemembering and/or confusing playground people) so that's another reason to make the effort. I have a hard time bridging the "we don't have to be best friends but our kids might be" gap, I confess. I'm having this issue elsewhere, too.
P.S. It's hard not to pity E.'s younger brother.
We took the bus home (actually two short bus rides, with transfer). The girls passed out. I made Cobb salad for the adults' dinner, and it was good.
