Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Ethan hosts a play date
Ethan hosts a play date for Olivia, Liam and Ryan. Play dates are a wonderful opportunity to learn patience and hoan out manners. Ethan I might add is excellent at saying his "peas" and "dank coo". Sometimes "dank coo" is followed by "now" which to Ethan has the same meaning. We are working on that...
I baked a lemon cake for the occasion. Ethan picked out this little guy to put on the cake stand instead of the spider which he threw on some lemons then ran off giggling. (as if he got away with something)
Once all the friends left Ethan and I buckled down to a few chores. I threw this pile of laundry from the dryer on our coach to use the bathroom. Look who crawled on top and fell asleep? I must have been home for a minute.
Great Harvest
Call it beginners luck that we had such a great harvest this year. It was so fun to deliver these produce gift baskets to our friends and neighbors. We had a few good laughs coming up with combinations of herbs, flowers, fruits and vegetables for each family we shared our harvest with. Aidan had a hard time deciding which zucchini to keep and which to give away. He would sometimes protest that he did not want "yuckie ties" ( my signature colored raffia) tied on the herbs. Some of our friends received one sunflower while others received a whole bouquet. My favorite part of growing a garden this year was to watch Aidan stand tall and proud when he announced that the gifts were from his and Ethan's garden. So nice of him to include Ethan who spent many laborious afternoons watering the plants.
This is the most fruitful pear tree ever and it thrives in our backyard! Last winter after coming home from a fruit pruning class from my Master Gardener course, I broke out the clippers and pruned with confidence. Then in the early spring after the the flowering period when the pears showed, I thinned out the clusters of fruit. The result is a pear tree to share with the entire neighborhood!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
GOAL!!!
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Ethan the water boy.
Daddy the trainer. Mom - being a paparazzi parent.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
My Little Dumplings
Ethan goes to school
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Got Milk?
Aidan asks us questions all day long. I love his inquisitiveness. We try our best to always be honest no matter the question. Here's the situation of this morning that goes in the books as the start of many awkward honest answers.
Our family was standing around in the kitchen. I pulled whole grain waffles out of the freezer to stick them in the toaster. Kyle had one arm wrapped around me ready to embrace on our "good day" kiss with the arm reaching for his keys and wallet. Ethan had his head in the pantry looking for pretzels for breakfast. Aidan came to us mid way in the process of getting dressed. Gripping his chest he asked " What is this?"
Kyle: "That is your nipple"
Aidan: " does it have milk inside?"
Kyle: "Only mommy had milk inside."
Aidan turns to me and continues "mommy, remember when I was a little baby and I got to drink from you?"
Kyle takes this opportunity to exit the conversation and scoot out the door. " I'll let mom tackle these questions."
Thu answers to Aidan: " Yes, I do remember. Then you turned one and became too big to drink from mommy."
Aidan " Ethan too?"
Thu: " Yes, Ethan too."
Aidan " Mom, why doesn't dad have milk?"
Thu: " That is because the mom's are the ones who carry the babies and so our bodies we built to have to milk"
Here I am thinking , this conversation has to end, it's getting too deep for me to glaze over with four year old appropriate answers.
Then Aidan asks another stooper " Mom, does dad stuck on your nipples?"
Stunned as I flip off the coffee machine. Then, a "DING" - saved by the toaster bell. I turned around with two hot waffles in my hand being mindful not to ignore Aidan's question I replied
" Yes, but not for milk. Now, would you like butter or maple syrup with your waffle this morning?"
"BUTTAAAH" Ethan screamed.
I walked to the table and swept them in another chapter of " The Twits."
Our family was standing around in the kitchen. I pulled whole grain waffles out of the freezer to stick them in the toaster. Kyle had one arm wrapped around me ready to embrace on our "good day" kiss with the arm reaching for his keys and wallet. Ethan had his head in the pantry looking for pretzels for breakfast. Aidan came to us mid way in the process of getting dressed. Gripping his chest he asked " What is this?"
Kyle: "That is your nipple"
Aidan: " does it have milk inside?"
Kyle: "Only mommy had milk inside."
Aidan turns to me and continues "mommy, remember when I was a little baby and I got to drink from you?"
Kyle takes this opportunity to exit the conversation and scoot out the door. " I'll let mom tackle these questions."
Thu answers to Aidan: " Yes, I do remember. Then you turned one and became too big to drink from mommy."
Aidan " Ethan too?"
Thu: " Yes, Ethan too."
Aidan " Mom, why doesn't dad have milk?"
Thu: " That is because the mom's are the ones who carry the babies and so our bodies we built to have to milk"
Here I am thinking , this conversation has to end, it's getting too deep for me to glaze over with four year old appropriate answers.
Then Aidan asks another stooper " Mom, does dad stuck on your nipples?"
Stunned as I flip off the coffee machine. Then, a "DING" - saved by the toaster bell. I turned around with two hot waffles in my hand being mindful not to ignore Aidan's question I replied
" Yes, but not for milk. Now, would you like butter or maple syrup with your waffle this morning?"
"BUTTAAAH" Ethan screamed.
I walked to the table and swept them in another chapter of " The Twits."
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