Friday, August 21, 2009

In a bit of a pickle...

Take some of these....

Plus this...

And this....


We went to the St. Jacobs Farmers Market yesterday and I decided to try my hand at making dill pickles. The process itself is rather simple ~ the hardest part being peeling garlic. That stuff is sticky and nasty when you have to peel 8 heads of it. There has GOT to be an easier way!

It takes three weeks to turn those cukes into pickles ~ I'll let you know if it was worth the effort!

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Summer Fun

Remember running through the sprinkler??

Fancy jumps and twirls..

Monday, August 10, 2009

I'm Back...

It has been a LONG while since I've written and I know you understand -- the whole new baby thing and all. Teddy is great -- I'll admit he's a bit of a fussy little guy but he's so cute, I can't blame him for wanting attention all the time. The good news is he's actually a great sleeper. So as long as he sleeps at night, I am very willing to hold, cuddle and smooch him in the day.
It's hard to believe he is 10 weeks old. Ten weeks has gone by?? Incredible how fast the summer goes, even MORE incredible how fast it goes when a new little one has come into the family.

Our summer has been lovely ~ not much exciting, wild or crazy....but if you count doctor's appointments, blueberry picking, picnics, laundry, beach days etc. as wild and crazy then I
am over the top!

Jack is a little troubling these days. Three year olds are so funny ~ but so busy. Here are two excerpts from recent (troubling) conversations....

Me: (looking at Jack's filthy feet) Jack, these are really dirty.
Jack: See that brown spot on my foot?
Me: You mean the dirt?
Jack: Yep. It's my power.
Me: Pardon me??
Jack: It's my power. Don't wash it'll take away my power.
Me: Oh dear...

Next conversation...
Jack and Nate are sitting together one morning having coffee and reading Nate's "Fine Homebuilding Magazine"
Nate: Jack, look at these shop vac's.
Jack: I like the orange one.
Nate: Look at the prices of these -- I'm aghast.
Jack: No daddy, you're a carpenter.