Enough videos. But here is cj's first slip 'n slide. He cried for about fifteen minutes afterward, but I think deep down he really liked it.
Don't worry, I made other parents send their one year olds down first to make sure it was safe.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Reading Little House on the Prairie does that to you. I'm halfway through Farmer's Boy and occasionally, I sit back and sigh thinking of simpler days where you cut bricks of ice from the pond for the ice house and woke up early to milk cows by hand. (Way easier than a freezer or a gallon of milk from the store.)
Then I read the breakfast menu and reality sort of slaps me in the face. The menu: oatmeal (with thick cream and maple sugar), fried potatoes, golden buckwheat cakes, sausages, gravy, butter, maple syrup, preserves, jams, jellies, doughnuts, and a spicy apple pie. For breakfast. Breakfast! That's the meal where I can, with one eye still closed, pour myself, Christian, and cj a fresh bowl of cheerios.
Next comes the "sack" lunch: bread and butter, sausage, doughnuts, apples, and "four delicious apple-turnovers, their plump crusts filled with melting slices of apple and spicy brown juice." I hate to remind anyone what Christian's prepared lunch looks like. Let's just say it begins and ends with a peanut butter sandwich.
Dinner is, well, three times what breakfast was and covers about four pages of the book. Needless to say, they don't eat Hot and Readys on the Prairie. And the pantry is full, not of pretzels and fiber one bars, but of yellow cheeses, large brown cakes of maple sugar, crusty loaves of fresh-baked bread, four large cakes, and a whole shelf of pies. All baked without a Kitchen Aid.
Don't even get me started on Ma's Spring Cleaning. It's a touchy subject for me.