at home with ann

Kohlrabi look a bit like UFOs.  They taste a bit like turnips.  They perplex us all.  In my mission not to let any vegetable go to waste, I scoured the internet and came across ideas for kohlrabi pickle. When I was pregnant with James, I, like a completely stereotypical pregnant lady, ate ridiculous amounts of pickled jalapenos and sauerkraut. On the subject of my nearly one year old, Baby James has adopted a particularly charming habit of waking up between 5 and 6am.  He will go back to sleep in our bed so long as these very specific conditions are met.  First, he crawls around the entire bed and tumbles over us like a jungle gym, providing extensive commentary.  Eventually, when he gets tired, he will consent to lie down, but manages to take up 3/4 of a king sized bed.  He also needs to share my pillow and be touching my face.  If I move, he will wake up and the process starts again.  Sweet dreams.  That has nothing to do with kohlra...