Ian has discovered baseball. After weeks of watching him practice with a plastic tube and any ball he could find, it was time to get him some real equipment. Which, in addition to a ‘real’ bat and some balls, means baseball gloves for everybody.
And last night, we surprised the kids with a trip to a minor league baseball game.
Bugs and snakes I can do with the best of ‘em, but I have never been any good at sports. This is completely new territory for me…
The smell of the greasepaint…
The roar of the crowd….
“Mommy – I ‘oosed’ all the black paint.”
Our new Wednesday routine involves picking up vegetables from our local CSA. We get a big box of local, organic veggies… and then I get to figure out how to eat them.
This week’s box had carrots, red onions, broccoli, fennel, beets, cabbage, summer squash, swiss and rainbow chard, garlic, and a big bunch of basil. (The box also had some kohlrabi in it, but I traded it for more swiss chard. Because I know how to cook greens, and I have no idea what to do with kohlrabi. But if anyone knows, I have one in my fridge from last week…. ) We also get eggs, and every other week a pound of coffee.
I really enjoy using vegetables that I wouldn’t usually think about, and it’s always fun to open the box and see what’s inside. The system would be almost perfect, if I just had some chickens to eat the scraps…
My boys worked hard to build me the clothes line that I’ve been wanting. Ian helped Daddy work, while Micah took a more supervisory roll. Chava took care of the measuring tape.
My contribution was singing “It Ain’t Gonna Rain No More” (as my long-suffering husband tried to beat the rain and get the thing built…), and doing tricks with the left over nails.
… in the Whole Wide World. According to Ian.
(I feel like I should offer a prize for the person who can name the most things he stuck on there…)
(Ian)
(Chava)
(Micah)
After five years of daily use (often by toddlers well over the recommended weight limit…) our bouncy seat has finally broken. It was the only piece of baby equipment that we picked out, when we knew we were expecting Ian. It’s been a favorite of our babies, and we’ve spent many nights bouncing them to sleep in it. It’s been dragged outside, used as a race car, and shared by multiple siblings at a time. It’s bounced dolls, stuffed animals, and teething children. It’s a little sad to see it go.
…. Concentration
Attention to Detail
Cooperation
Hard Work
And Contemplation
Today I had my first manicure since my wedding. (Can you tell which kid did which hand?)
And the boys got haircuts. I can never decide if Ian looks older or younger with short hair. I like it better long, but I think it’s cute short, too. And he’ll be a lot happier this summer.
I hate getting Micah’s hair cut, and I haven’t recovered enough to post a picture yet.
