this momma is on the move.  since the addition of poppy, i thought i'd change the web address to my blog to be more inclusive.

you can now find my random musings (if you so desire) at htt://www.diaryofasuburbanmomma.blogspot.com

roll with it

i am pretty sure that we are done having babies... but i also thought that after d was born, so don't hold your breath. apparently God had other plans for us, but that's a post for.. well it won't ever be a post because it is private (pick your jaws up, people, i do keep SOME things private). however, with the mindset that this is my last baby, i am trying to savor her every moment. i just don't want her to grow up too fast. i want her to be a teeny tiny babe for as long as possible.

it might backfire on me, as it is a slight possibility that i am creating a very co-dependant girlie. that's a risk i am willing to take. the problem is that there are some things you don't have control of. this little one is growing up too fast. at 3 months and 1 week, my baby (chasing her thumb of all things) has begun to roll her pudgy self over from back to belly. sigh. it's just a matter of time before she is on the go.

persimmon

you may remember our weekly produce box that i blogged about here. well, last week our box came containing a fruit that this momma had never seen before. it was the same shape and exterior skin of a green tomato, but was orange/yellow in color. it also had a stem that was similar to that of a tomatilla. i was perplexed. thankfully the box contains a list of what should be in your box, so i was able to narrow it down. the strange fruit was persimmon.

the day it arrived we were out to dinner with a couple that we just met and the topic of california produce came up. (i promise, i didn't bring it up... but must admit i was thrilled to discover that this momma friend had the 411 on everything local and everything organic!) anywho- she told me that her grandmother used to make persimmon cookies.

and so off to search for a recipe i went... thanks to my friend google, the recipe was found with great ease. on sunday, i walked into the kitchen just in the nick of time. scott, not knowing my plans to turn the persimmon into cookies, had decided to investigate the peculiar fruit. i was able to rescue it from his curious jaws and resume my plan. and so on sunday, e and i made cookies.

they were quite tasty, although, i'm not sure that i am any closer to knowing what a persimmon tastes like.