It’s a dreary, rainy day and I’m feeling like fall is upon us, but I’m not quite ready to let go of summer or my summer tan.  With 3 kids I don’t have time to go bake in a sun tanning bed (nor do I want to) or better yet let me pop into a spray tan joint with a one year old… hahaha… that would be a disaster! I also don’t like tanning creams… all that rubbing and smearing for a streaky nuclear orange glow, no thanks. However,  I have finally found the best tanning cream from Bare Essentials Faux Tan Body.  It comes out dark so you can see exactly where you are applying, it smells great and does not leave you orange. Also available just for faces called Faux Tan Faces. Find it in Switzerland HERE.

Please freeze time…

Life with a busy almost one year old… By 9.30 am he has dismantled the entire house… creating a carpet of toys, pots, pans, clothing and bathroom toiletries all the while opening and closing every. fucking. cabinet. and. drawer. at least 20 times. After he feels like his masterpiece is complete and he could not possibly find the energy to tear open one more package of flour to dump and spread on the floor, he goes down for a nap. After a quick nap he has a seat in his high chair (throne) so he can admire his stellar baby skills of  house trashing. However, now he must focus on covering himself from head to toe in his lunch, while he eats non-stop for a solid hour ensuring he will have an enormous crap for that lady who loves to change his stinky’s. After lunch it’s time for another quick nap followed up by boredom and whinging as this house is entirely to messy to play in, so he moves on to greener pastures- the back yard. This is where he will spend the rest of the day trying to escape, eating all the dirt from the potted plants and leaving the left overs to be  emptied onto the terrace. He will also wile away the hours trying to lift, run and impale himself with the biggest stick he can find, stopping occasionally for a round of slug squishing… and that shits not gooey at all. After the back yard fun hunger kicks in and it’s time to repeat his lunch skills and then finally, finally  it’s time to pass out from a totally awesome day. Phew.

I love this guy.

Viola and I were alone in the car the other day and she longingly remarked that she was missing Chicago and more specifically how she would love to be on a walking adventure in the city and go into Dylans candy bar. My heart sank and sang simultaneously… In that split second I was overcome with home sickness and wanted run back to Chicago and raise savvy city kids. A second later I recovered and was just so happy that there was apart of her that already loved, longed and appreciated the hustle, bustle and adventure of a big city.  This place is awesome… a real life Willy Wonka factory.

After I dookied out of my diaper for the fourth time today (and when I say dookied out of my diaper I mean, like poops the size of my head that creep up my back and down my leg and soil my clothes and can only be cleaned up by way of total hose down.) I got dumped in the back yard naked- it was a gorgeous evening and I decided it was the perfect time to take this red beauty for a spin… hello ladies (my mom) Vroooooom vrooooom……

For me, it is always having fresh cut flowers on my dining room table.

 I found this little guy nestled deep inside his nutritionally dense home of delicious broccoli florets and it made me happy. I love finding bugs in my food… spiders in my salad- bring it on, caterpillars in my broccoli- beautiful, earth worms in my cabbage- yes please, because to me, this is how food should be. This plump little caterpillar, munching on broccoli, tells me that this produce is safe, that it has not been sprayed with pesticides, chemicals and other poisons that would kill him and harm my family.  If it’s good enough for this guy it’s good enough for my kids. Thank you Switzerland for stayin’ old school.

Do something different for dinner! Over the river and through the woods bumping along, eating cheese fondue,  drinking wine, laughing hysterically with friends all while enjoying the views from this horse drawn wagon… YES PLEASE!!! Bon appetit!

Back at the barn with full bellies and big smiles as we say goodnight to our strong 4 legged friends. If you are looking for a dinner adventure book your Chariot à fondu Here

I love the subtle, gentle yet extreme fierceness pouring out of this tiny human… she gets it… she owns it… she wants it…watch out world she’s ready for you!