Saturday, June 20, 2009

A Valuable Quilt

Megan in the coat of many of colors. The backing is Megan's favorite color pink.

Kenny already loves young women (and their values.)



Aunt Becky made Megan a quilt for her birthday. The colors on the front represent the young women's values.

Friday, June 19, 2009

The green stuff

You see, Mom gave me some plain noodles so I would not have to have another bath today. Yet, as you can see she threw the good stuff onto my tray when I refused to eat them. Look how the green ones stretch out the full length of the tray.
I made a basil walnut pesto to put on noodles for dinner. Out of those who tried the green stuff (Patrick, Megan, Kelly and eventually Kenny) only Kelly, myself and Kenny had it for dinner. The others put butter and Parmesan cheese on theirs.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Happy 12th Birthday Megan

The night before I was induced. Megan was 16 days past her due date.
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2009, today, shout hooray!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Garden fresh

All the greens in our lunch were provided by the back yard.
Birds Eye view of our gardens (back yard). It's been in the low 70's for the last two weeks and raining every afternoon (plus the bonus of tornado's on occasion.) So the spinach, lettuce and strawberries have been great. Hopefully it will warm up soon so we will get baby doll watermelons and 1000 pound pumpkins before we run out of growing season in September.

Picnic on the porch







When you don't have paper plates, just take the food outside on a sandwich board and just hose off the patio later. (Ants are faster at clean up than a dog.)

Monday, June 15, 2009

The floor is clean


until breakfast.
I deserve my clean the kitchen treat of hot chocolate
and 100 calorie pack of cookies.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Ode to joy

It's raining; it's pouring.


The old man is snoring. He went to bed and bumped his head,:

He couldn't get up in the morning. (4am to go to scout camp)
There are so many things to do.
Like cut your own Kiwi.

And let the twins wrestle, all before church.