This next story of how fast Mira can be involves food. First of all I'd like to say that Mira will literally eat pretty much anything as long as she sees me eating it. That's how we can get her to finish eating her meals - I'll take a bite of her food and she'll gobble the rest of it. But anyway, we've gotten her to eat all sorts of foods that the average toddler would probably refuse to eat using this method, although some she just loves to eat on her own. One night I was washing zucchini for dinner. I set them aside, walked away for a minute, came back, and saw this:
And there's Mira with her mouth full of something, chewing away, with a decidedly "innocent" look on her face.
Mark: "Mira, did you take a bite out of this?"
Mira: "Yeah."
Me: "Is it good?"
Mira: "Yeah!"
Well, I guess I can't complain about her not eating enough vegetables. As we've established, she really does like lots of veggies: obviously raw zucchini, but also things like mushrooms, bell peppers, cucumbers, tomatoes, and carrots. Her favorite food is probably cheese.
Me: "What do you want for lunch?"
Mira: "Cheese!"
Me: "You can't have just cheese for lunch, silly. How about a sandwich?"
Mira: "No, I want cheese!!"
Me: "How about a cheese quesadilla?"
God forbid we suggest a food without cheese for her or else we'll set off another tantrum. Someone said to me once that the reason Two is so Terrible is that it's so unpredictable what will set off a massive tantrum. In some ways that is definitely true - Mira can go from sweet and cute to screaming and hitting back to cuddly and smiling within a few minutes. However, some things are guaranteed to set Mira off and these days those things are me trying to help her with anything. Specifically, she has to be the one to open the door or turn on the faucet or pump the soap from the dispenser or squeeze the toothpaste onto her toothbrush or buckle herself into her carseat... you get the picture. Sometimes when I'm in a rush and just trying to get things done it's so hard to be patient and let her do things on her own but I really do try to let her do it, even though it takes 10 years. I keep reminding myself that the end goal is to teach Mira how to be an independent, functional adult - and one of the ways she gets there is for me to let her do stuff on her own. Man, this parenting gig is tough! :)
I've been saying for awhile that I've been feeling burned out lately. The discussion about my work schedule keeps coming up but we'll save that snoozefest for another time. I've been working out more, which is cathartic in a way but at the end of the day I still often feel drained of energy. Honestly I feel like I need a vacation - which we haven't been able to pull off this summer because of our work schedules but a few weekends ago Mark and I did the next best thing, which was dump Mira off at the babysitter's and spend the night up at The Canyons in Park City. (My goal is to make enough money so we can buy a house in Park City - seriously it's one of my favorite places on the planet (the parts that I've seen anyway).)
Our first thought was that The Canyons looks so different in the summer than in the winter. It's still pretty of course but in a different way.
At the Resort Village |
For dinner we went to a six-course dinner with wine pairings at a restaurant called The Farm, in the Canyon's Resort Village. I can't believe we walked past this restaurant every single time we went skiing this winter and never went in - the food was absolutely amazing! We have a new favorite restaurant. Plus the wine was amazing too - what better way to unwind than have a gourmet dinner with lots of wine. :)
I loved the rustic place settings. |
Pre-dinner cocktail |
This was the first course. Obviously some bread and sliced meat but also pâté, pickled fiddler fern heads (which were really interesting), red currant jelly and some UH-mazing spicy mustard that tasted more like horseradish.
Next was pork belly ravioli. First of all - best ravioli ever. Second of all - what they did with those eggs is pure art.
The third course was the only one that I wasn't head-over-heels in love with. The frittered squash blossom was good but the sardine kind of put me off. It didn't taste horrible but they left the bones in, so the texture was not my favorite, and the overwhelming fishy smell just took away from the whole thing.
Next was a melon and cucumber gazpacho. Now that was a lovely light and fresh summer soup! I wish I was talented enough to pull off something like this at home.
The main course was (what else) lamb tenderloin. I'm salivating again just looking at the picture. Lamb is one of my favorites anyway (why oh why must baby animals taste so good????) but this was certainly some of the best I've ever had.
By now of course we were all feeling quite relaxed with all the food and wine - note all the wine glasses on the table. And if I look a little tipsy in the picture - it's because I am.
And finally dessert - chocolate and berry compote. Nuff said.
And a couple cups of coffee to round off the meal.
Getting back to our room was a bit of a challenge since I, in my tipsy state, had to pretty much carry Mark, in his very drunken state, back to the room. Thank goodness we didn't have to drive back to our room because neither of us were fit to get behind the wheel! We passed out (as in literally lost consciousness) but at least we slept well. (Don't judge - sometimes indulging in some additional alcohol is a great way to relax!)
The next day we went on a hike up to the top of one of our favorite ski runs. It was gorgeous and an easy hike but there were SO MANY bugs it kind of ruined the experience for me. I hate insects and these were big annoying flying bugs. But still, hiking is hiking and now I want to start taking Mira on some hikes.
So weird to think that we skied down through this |
Pinball Alley was one of our absolute favorite runs to ski! |
My hunky hubby :) |
Speaking of kooky Utah, July 24th is Pioneer Day, when everybody who's Mormon gets super excited that someone else who was Mormon stumbled upon Utah in 1847. Which I've always found a bit self-righteous since if they hadn't found it in 1847 someone else Mormon certainly would have ended up in Utah eventually, and in fact a bunch of people called Native Americans had found Utah quite a bit sooner than the Mormons, but whatever. I benefit from it because if I happen to have to work Pioneer Day I actually get time and a half pay (only in a theocratic state like this could they pull that off), and the pyromaniac part of me gets to see an extra round of fireworks after the Fourth of July festivities are over. So I can't complain too much, but I can still chuckle about it.
This year for Pioneer Day we were in the Bountiful Handcart Days Parade representing the Bonneville Masonic Lodge, of which Mark is Grand Master. I got to drive the Mercedes pulling the float. We knew that 5.5 L V8 engine and air suspension would come in handy sometime. Note the supercool Masonic decal Mark designed - I kinda wish we could have left that on!
And how's this for a coincidence - my Dad and sisters were placed right behind us in the parade! They were representing the Coast Guard Auxiliary. And now I have to admit that with Sara and Penny dressed exactly alike I actually couldn't tell them apart until I got right up to them - how terrible is that?
My Dad and Sara. |
Dad, Penny and Sara. |
We let Mira have her turn driving the boat. I think we're going to have to get this girl out on a lake soon. |
That night I kept Mira up late so she could see fireworks in our neighborhood. Several houses went nuts with some really good aerial fireworks so the three of us sat on the curb on the corner and watched fireworks explode on all sides of us. It was better than going to see the city fireworks! And Mira really does love fireworks!! She sat and watched and "Ooooh"-ed and "Wow!"-ed and never got nervous about the loud noises - honestly what 2-year-old doesn't get scared about loud fireworks going off less than 100 feet away?? I can't take credit for that. I was probably 8 or 9 years old before loud noises didn't scare me. But it was a great family moment - and Mira even grabbed my phone to take a picture of the fireworks.
That's actually a pretty decent shot. |
And speaking of Mira's photography skills - she's learned how to take some pretty decent pictures! She's taken some relatively flattering pictures:
And some not-so-flattering pictures.
I guess even good photographers have their off-days.
Here's a video of Mira and my mom having some fun.
And a video of Mira singing along to her new favorite show, anything involving The Muppets.
And yes, she is really that blonde. That blows my mind too.