Biscuits and buybuybaby

I'm supposed to be curled up on the couch with Clausewitz today, my first real experiment with working on research papers at home instead of obsessively checking the worsening traffic report while I knock out study hall at school.

Instead, I made these:

They're Greek yogurt buscuits, and they're both delicious and easy. Trust me- they came out great, in spite of the fact that my reputation for mediocre baking precedes me. (Recipe here.) My reputation for exhaustive taste testing should too, and I sampled enough to be sure they pass muster.

In my defense, working Mom guilt dictated my little culinary venture when I got this adorable and hilarious text this morning. (Finley apparently refused to eat her healthy, spinach-packed breakfast prior to the drive-in.)

The rest of the text string informed me that Seth, too, felt terrible about feeding Finley fast food, but that she loved eating in the passenger seat and drinking OJ out of a straw like a big girl. I cracked up all morning thinking about her special breakfast with Dad- but still felt compelled to make her some homemade biscuits when I got home.

Although Seth and I have been tag teaming parenting duties while he crams for comps and I keep remembering pre-baby stuff that needs to be done while watching my bedtime creep ever earlier, Finley is managing to have a terrific last month as an only child.

The longer days mean she gets park time after daycare every day, even though at the moment she ignores swings and slides in favor of her current obsession, stair climbing practice.

And this weekend, the awful weather ruined all of our plans to hang out outside and check out the cherry blossoms on the National Mall while Seth studied, so instead Finley got to eat donuts and discover video games at Michelle and Josh's (and also, chase the big kids around and pet the dogs)

and be my shopping buddy Sunday. Which naturally included a trip to Great Harvest Bread Company.

No longer content to sit in the shopping cart now that she can racewalk like a pro, she garnered quite an audience going nuts in the cheese section at Trader Joe's. ("We have to have this brie!")

On a baby kick (or at least a "we need to get ready for baby" kick) since finally getting around to sterilizing the new baby bottles,

I also made the ill-advised decision to take the little terrorist to buybuybaby for crib sheets (it was sleeting, and we were going a little stir crazy). There she promptly staged an insurrection and treated me to the most simultaneously entertaining and exasperating hour in recent memory: marching around the store, examining price tags, rearranging the displays, and pulling things off shelves while I scrambled behind her trying to minimize the damage. Fortunately, it was a baby store and I was not alone. Hordes of harried parents scrambled alongside me, trying desperately to remember what they had come in for and thinking we had a plan to make a fortune: serve liquor at buybuybaby. At a discount to people with a toddler in tow.

We did not get crib sheets. (Note to self: order from amazon after bedtime.) We did, however, manage to test drive a double stroller, which was not half bad. Jury's still out on whether we need one, but at least I know it's doable if it become necessary.

The above really have to be the photos of the week- they're priceless, right? But I also have to share the below (helping Dad study) on his big week. Send Seth good exam karma Thursday!