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My four year old consciously, without coercion, whining, or complaining just ate a vegetable.

The whole thing.

We were in the garden and I was showing her how the snow peas were growing (like overnight!) and she found one ready for picking, plucked it right off and into her mouth it went.

I’m a little in shock.

I wonder what she’ll do when the brussel sprouts are ready for harvest…

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“I don’t know how you get anything done.”  – my mom

“I don’t.” – me

I actually have really great kids, good kids, but what I wouldn’t give to have two more arms and hands.  I would be totally be ok with all the staring because I know everyone would be looking at me with envy.  I would have used those extra appendages to hold my unusually fussy baby while trying to make raspberry mango jam I was working on with my mom this afternoon.

Eyes in the back of my  head would also be handy for so many reasons that I know my fellow parents would recognize.  Today I would have used those eyes to watch my daughter swinging on her indoor jungle gym when she said, “Mom!  Look at meeeeee!”  while simultaneously stirring the raspberry mango jam.

What did I learn today?  That doing  all the above AND make granola at the same time may not have been the best idea.  At one point in the afternoon I asked my mom, “How did YOU get anything done with three kids?”

“You were all angels.” – mom

OK, that is a total lie.  I know, I was there, so she must be suffering from some sort of parental amnesia, whatever, it wasn’t helpful.  But things were done and now we’re all pooped and the kids went to bed pretty easily.

And so will I.

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I have made no secret about  my love of toast so this small batch will not last long at all in my house.  While very easy to do, I still find myself a little intimidated by the whole canning process. It’s that element of danger with all those bubbling, boiling fluids.  I only got splattered a couple times so I’m calling the day a success.  My goal is to continue with small batches to increase my confidence.  Luckily between my mom and my foodie sister I will be a pro in no time.

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Today alone has taught me a few things…

  1. It just doesn’t pay to be in a hurry in the kitchen trying to get something done while the little one is asleep.
  2. The bottle of vanilla and the bottle of soy sauce are very similar (THAT was a close one).
  3. Always secure valuables and breakables when driving as you never know when you’ll have to slam on your brakes to avoid running over a baby rabbit (the laptop seems to have survived).
  4. Businesses in rural areas do not have the same hours as businesses in the city (I have NEVER heard of a coffee shop closing at 6pm!).
  5. My husband is way better about putting the baby to bed than I am (and that is so okay with me).

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  • That my daughter met a new friend at the Farmer’s Market.  At four years of age they were, of course, instant best friends.
  • My husband is putting the baby to sleep more often.
  • Said baby isn’t hesitant to let us know her wants or not wants as the case may be.
  • Smiling faces upon waking since I am a grouch immediately upon waking.
  • Blossoms in the garden.
  • The excitement when an eagle is spotted on the property.
  • The young deer meeting up in front of our house and keeping away from the garden.
  • Finding a use for all the stinging nettles, a little late in season but I’m going to try cooking.  Apparently these area  powerhouse of nutrients and by golly I plan on making the most of this prolific weed as it’s growing more successfully than anything in my garden right now.
  • Bread baking tomorrow.
  • Canning next week when my mom visits for the week.  She was worried we wouldn’t have much to do – little does she know…!

 

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We have been blessed (?) with children who are early risers.  I can’t remember the last time I slept past 0800 or 0730 for that matter.

Like before 0630 despite all efforts to change that time to later we have resigned ourselves to this fate.  When we lived in the city and we only had Sofia I would make her some toast and jam and lay on the floor while she ate.  Now days we’re trying a new tactic.  A morning walk about.  Yes, Sofia is still in her pajamas.  I think I might have been too!

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We have two actually.  Both girls.  And I sometimes forget that we have to teach them soooooooo much.  We aren’t their only teachers, thank goodness, but we’re the first.  Perfect example:  How to eat a soft serve ice cream cone.

There’s actually a lot of math and physics involved.  Timing, patience, strategy, reasoning, and so on.

I am really bad in both of those subjects but when you couch it in the form of not wanting to waste ice cream, well, let me be your guide…

Only, I didn’t turn out to be so great as I fretted over the lopsided base, the importance of knowing when and where to lick, etc. I just was so intent on not wanting to see the ice cream top fall off onto the ground, thus bumming everyone out, that I do believe I became rather annoying to be around.

Luckily, my husband had the where-with-all to turn to me and say, “Sherry, it’s just ice cream.”

 

Hi.  Hellooooo.

Perfect example of Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff.

Learn from me people.

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