One. Since our carpet is old and our crawling kid thinks he’s a scavenger catfish, we’re getting new flooring and are considering hardwood. The choices are staggering: oak, maple, cherry, vertical or horizontal, 3/4 inch versus 5/16, solid versus engineered, glued directly to cement or installed on a floating subfloor. We’ve been a bit stressed out due to a number of things going kaput at the same time but when I think about a floating subfloor I can’t help but grin as I imagine a whimsical floor floating up and down upon marshmallow clouds. Who wouldn’t want a floor like that? Floating subfloor seems to also accurately describe my son’s fluid ever changing sleeping habits of late. As it turns out we don’t actually need a floating subfloor which is just as well since how could the real thing ever live up to the image in my mind’s eye? Still its nice to be getting new flooring and imagining the floating subfloors that might have been. [Do you think hardwood wins over carpet any day? The cost difference is staggering and I kind of like carpet for its softness when a toddling child falls, but I’ve heard for resale hardwood is better].
Two. As I mentioned before I’m quite into Asian cooking lately [not my kind of Asian- ‘Kikkoman and Sriracha’ Asian]. I normally make Asian-inspired noodle dishes with Vermicelli but on my last trip to the local market I picked up rice noodles. Today I made my favorite chicken satay dish [just double the peanut sauce recipe, substitute chicken for beef, and add salt and pepper] and used the rice noodles. The ones I bought had no instructions and I almost boiled them the regular noodle way but luckily caught myself in time and asked Chef Google [who is way cooler than Doctor Google who is a bit of a hysterical the ‘sky is falling‘ sort]. As it turns out you don’t boil rice noodles, you sort of swirl them in hot water. The end result tasted like Pad Thai I’d pay decent money for at a restaurant. While rice noodles are way more work than simply tossing some wheat-based noodles in a pot of water- the end result? So worth it.
Three. We went to a friend’s daughter’s birthday party at The Little Gym. Waleed had so much fun and I realized I needed to make an extra effort to socialize him with other kids. I looked into my local play gym but the cost is a bit prohibitive [for me] at nearly $90/month for 45 minute once a week sessions but the local library has weekly storytime sessions for kids two and under [and free to boot]. I felt silly as I carried my nine-month-old baby into a room I imagined filled with roaming toddlers but to my surprise the packed room was full of kids exactly Waleed’s age. Though he spent the majority of time entrenched in a staring contest with a very adorable ten month old girl, he laughed, he bounced, he wiggled at the songs, in short- he loved it. Will definitely be including this in our weekly rotation. Now if I can only figure out how to befriend the fellow mamas in the group so Waleed can make friends. I felt like I was at a dating mixer. I mean, how does one do this? What are the standard pick-up lines to find cool moms with nine-month-old-ish babies? [And ‘Murgdan‘- play date soon?!]
So in sum: floating subfloors [and new flooring in general], rice noodles, and libraries with potential playmates. A pretty fantastic Thursday indeed. Hope you had a beautiful day.