Sitting down to lunch... "So, Mama, tell me 'bout your day!"
After being told that Daddy had already left for work one morning, "That makes me cross." (anyone with a Thomas-obsessed pipsqueak will recognise the decidedly British comment).
Jack has lately been wanting to join in at mealtimes with his own prayer. Last night, this is how it went: "Dear Fader, bwessing for dis food, and........bwessing for dis food, and...........bwessing for dis food. Amen!" Guess he musta been hungry.
Upon taking a bite of his spaghetti with browned butter and Mizithra (I've been craving OSF, so I re-created a family favorite at home), he delared, "DEE-Yishous!"
In the car on the way to the grocery store, I asked, "Jack, what's your favorite kind of pie?" His reply, "I don't know. Lemme fink."
I received a package in the mail recently, and one item inside was a vintage plastic reindeer. I handed it to him to look at, and he said, "That's way Awesome!"
And a few mis-pronounciations that we love:
frefridger = refridgerator
caterputer = caterpillar
cheput = ketchup
DVDVD = DVD (seriously, we can't get him to shorten it!)
In addition to cracking us up daily with his expanding vocabulary, Jack, who will be 3 in December is now:
almost completely grown out of his 3t clothing
able to twirl spaghetti on his fork quite well
correct 85% of the time when asked, "what word starts with the letter ..."
very proficient at pointing and clicking, navigating through some favorite kids' sites on the computer:
ABCD game
Dog's Ballpit
Cous George
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Variety
Its supposed to be the spice of life, right? Well, welcome to my crazy, creative mind! I gave a teaser awhile back about my jewelry creating venture, and now I can proudly say that I have a few pieces listed in my etsy shop. Go check it out...Please?
Never fear, you who follow this blog just to see what I've been stitching... It would take some horrible crippling disease of the eyes or fingers to get me to stop creating stitched samplers. Its just that I can't ONLY stitch. I simply MUST dabble and try new mediums out. I am not afraid to try new things, and have SO many that I have yet to set my hands to. I have a few stitchy things in progress, they are just on the backburner for a few more days.
Never fear, you who follow this blog just to see what I've been stitching... It would take some horrible crippling disease of the eyes or fingers to get me to stop creating stitched samplers. Its just that I can't ONLY stitch. I simply MUST dabble and try new mediums out. I am not afraid to try new things, and have SO many that I have yet to set my hands to. I have a few stitchy things in progress, they are just on the backburner for a few more days.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Taking Up Residence
For about a decade now, we (i.e. Matt) have REALLY wanted a BIG pond down below the house. Bear Creek runs year-round down through the bottom of our canyon, and has hundreds and maybe thousands of springs along the way. There is this perfect spot down there, where the ground is so saturated that often, even in August there is no way to get around without wearing waders. The permitting process for legally building a pond is pretty daunting, so we have joked about contacting the ODFW and volunteering our property for a place to host any "nuisance" beaver pairs.
A few months ago, Matt was over at the neighbor's GIANT pond- one that we greatly envy- and saw that some beavers had moved in. Oh, that gave us a glimmer of hope that maybe we would inherit some youngsters in a year or two and finally get a little pond action, without having to rent heavy equipment and pay the County way too much in permit fees.
So imagine our great surprise when, just a few weeks later, Matt walked our creek and found this:
If you are having a hard time reading the photo, that's a 6 foot tall dam bridging the creek. And this...
this is all of the water behind the dam. It is currently covered in fallen Alder leaves, so you don't really see the water, but, if I remember correctly, the pond is about 75 x 40 feet, and is at least 5 feet deep!
Stay tuned for more photos as our new pond grows. Matt plans to cut a trail down to the edge so that I can get down there myself to see. Currently, the only way to get in for photos is with rubber boots wading up the creek, and a machete to cut all of the thick underbrush out of the way. Not exactly the place for a baby and a toddler. :)
A few months ago, Matt was over at the neighbor's GIANT pond- one that we greatly envy- and saw that some beavers had moved in. Oh, that gave us a glimmer of hope that maybe we would inherit some youngsters in a year or two and finally get a little pond action, without having to rent heavy equipment and pay the County way too much in permit fees.
So imagine our great surprise when, just a few weeks later, Matt walked our creek and found this:
If you are having a hard time reading the photo, that's a 6 foot tall dam bridging the creek. And this...
this is all of the water behind the dam. It is currently covered in fallen Alder leaves, so you don't really see the water, but, if I remember correctly, the pond is about 75 x 40 feet, and is at least 5 feet deep!
Stay tuned for more photos as our new pond grows. Matt plans to cut a trail down to the edge so that I can get down there myself to see. Currently, the only way to get in for photos is with rubber boots wading up the creek, and a machete to cut all of the thick underbrush out of the way. Not exactly the place for a baby and a toddler. :)
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Where I Come From...
Some years, PUMPKINS never Get a Chance to Fully Ripen because of the SHORT Growing Season.
The Firewood Stash is Already Diminishing by the end of October.
Its a Land of Conifers and Cottonwood, so Autumn Colors are like Fireworks against a Night Sky.
The Bigleaf Maple is Impressive with its Massive Size and Craggy Branches.
But the Vine Maple is the DARLING of the Season.
Fungi take up Residence Wherever they Please.
When they Fall on the Road, Leaves have Time to REST before being Swept Away.
Leaves Don't Know How To Read.
The Firewood Stash is Already Diminishing by the end of October.
Its a Land of Conifers and Cottonwood, so Autumn Colors are like Fireworks against a Night Sky.
The Bigleaf Maple is Impressive with its Massive Size and Craggy Branches.
But the Vine Maple is the DARLING of the Season.
Fungi take up Residence Wherever they Please.
When they Fall on the Road, Leaves have Time to REST before being Swept Away.
Leaves Don't Know How To Read.
