I made a goal of posting to the blog once a week, and I suppose I'm not doing so well. But here's a roundup of November...
Jacob can't eat grains, so I've been creative in finding foods to fill him up. Why not cold cubes of grits? He loves to feed himself, and yes, I fixed them with butter and salt. Might as well get him started right.
This poor fly fell prey to my sons and was de-winged before he was subjected to the microscope.
The frost held out for over a month later than usual, so we enjoyed our garden well into November. But when it got our tomatillo plants, we had to pick them all at once. Patrick and I hauled in at least 300 of them. We gave them away, made a lot of Mexican dishes, and then got creative. They went into mashed potatoes, soup, pizza, and straight into our mouths.
The boys also had lots of fights with rotten and/or green tomatoes after the frost. (I have my grandfather to thank for teaching them that!) Somehow seeds made it into the bathroom sink, and we've been getting sprouts ever since. I'd like to think that I have such a green thumb that I can even grow tomatoes in the bathroom sink, but the truth is that it's probably an indication of my poor housekeeping.
Some time-to-go-to-bed madness. This was quieter than usual and didn't involve any injuries.
Patrick and Mathew are both doing well writing and still think school's fun.
Cousin Shea (and Jenny) came to visit. He sure does make a good jungle gym!
Peter excavating for treasures in his mini archaeologist kit.
One-man fetch. He did this for over an hour straight.
We pulled out a BIG box, which became hours of entertainment as a fort, tunnel, lions' den, store, castle, and apparently a nice place to hide while you're talking on the phone.
Jacob LOVES books. That's almost always his first choice of things to play with.
Well, I hope you enjoyed the tour through November. I must note that Patrick does take off his "army man" shirt and let me wash it occasionally. We're off to the Northern Hinterlands soon and will keep you posted!
