March 21st is grandson John Patrick’s 8th birthday.
Where does the time go? Happy Birthday Jack!
Jack and Henry
Jack at swim meet last summer 2014
Sneaking a cookie from cousin Vicci’s wedding cookie table. (Aunt Linda’s curtain veils weren’t enough)
First day of March and I’m a week
off but I’m blogging from my phone while sitting in the dark in my granddaughters room. Some of the family already headed out to a swim meet.
Here’s the vein of memory sparked by these photos – not for certain when Presidents Day started but will google.
My mother had a small cookie cuter in the shape of a hatchet.
Baked sugar cookies and the skinny dough hatchet handles would break off so easily.
She also made a pie like dessert with canned sour cherries and every so often you’d find a pit. I remember her stirring the juice on the stove with cornstarch to thicken, a crusty biscuit on top, baked.
This pie, a purchased one, reminded me of her efforts to celebrate Washington’s Birthday when I was growing up.
I’ve baked a chocolate log for Lincoln when the kids were small.
For this impromptu photo op, I pulled out the Presidents’ teapot J gave me and then remembered my parents George plate in the china cabinet.
The year mark (77-78) and I lived in Philadelphia while his dad was in Korea, my mom or dad would rock Mark in the big wooden rocker( it’s in his office now) and he’d look up at the blue plate on the wall and say “George” when you’d ask him “who’s that?”
If You Give a Kid a Camera….
Her view from the shopping cart.
Maura (who’ll be 6 next month) captured her Pap while shopping.
With her mother’s phone. They sent it to me. I asked if I could blog it.
Good one Maura. Thanks for sharing Erika. Here’s the guest blog of the day.
I thought she did well to freeze a moment in time- Saturday afternoon at Costco, after the swim meet.
Looking good, Pap!
It’s just 30 seconds long. Not sure if the link will work.
My sister’s visiting our brother in Okanogan WA and has sent a few pics from her phone. It’s considered “high desert”.
I wish I were with them.
Here are bins of firewood, stacked, ready to burn to keep warm this winter
The other day she sent a pic of these delicious peaches
like a car graveyard
“Comfort foods may be consumed to positively pique emotions, to relieve negative psychological effects or to increase positive feelings. The term was first used, according to Webster’s Dictionary, in 1977.” Wikipedia
A topic I study and explore from time to time. Take a poll.
In fact, i asked this question just last December.
I was with a friend on Saturday and we were talking about eating in response to stress.
His choice? a pint of Ben and Jerry’s (i forget which flavor)
It’s a new school year.
Grilled cheese on stove and plate below.
“Comfort food is traditionally eaten food which often provides a nostalgic or sentimental feeling to the person eating it, frequently with a high carbohydrate level and a simple preparation. The nostalgic element most comfort food has, may be specific to either the individual or a specific culture.” Wikipedia
Yes, that is a slice of summer tomato on Laura’s Birthday grilled cheese dinner. I asked her what she would like me to make for her birthday (they were in town for Celeste and Shawn’s wedding weekend)
A November day, three years ago, my sister Mary and I were visiting the family in Ohio. She was walking with her two great nephews and youngest great niece and Murphy the Airedale (RIP Murph we miss you) to greet Anna as she came home on the school bus.
The adventure may not seem epic in scale compared to some of the other entries, but when you’re almost 3, 4+ and 6, walking the dog and riding scooters down the block to welcome your big sister( 8) home is pretty exciting.
I like the feel of the wind, the weather, the line of the five of them, making their way to the bus stop at the end of the road.
An enjoyment of baked goods. I didn’t eat any of these but I am sure we would have had fun together if we did.
Cake flowers from NYC shot last Spring
The enjoyment of flowers (although you’re a good gardener, I like to look at them)
Real flowers and bird eggs
We are fortunate to share the love of grandchildren. That’s the best thing to share. Shared love and laughter.
Have a wonderful birthday, Marlene!
Happy Birthday Marlene.
(And you share a birthdate with my mother Marian VanSickle Hendricks born 1912)
The girls and I went to Aunt Lala’s today. Uncle James was at work.
Aunt Lala did the girls hair.
Then we hung out with Penny the Golden Doodle on the front porch and the girls loved the porch swing.
Anna and Penny traded bandanas and headbands. We had a relaxing summer afternoon.
Trying to not think about my return to school on Tuesday.
I used Laura’s sewing machine to stitch up the legs, arms and tails and now the two monkeys for Anna and her friend are ready to turn, stuff and stitch by hand. The socks were on Clearance for 93 cents at Target last year. I bought way too many thinking I would make a ton of monkeys.