Sunday, July 12, 2009
Saturday, July 11, 2009
The Birthday Sleepover
Friday night, middle DD finally had the long ago promised birthday sleepover. Her actual birthday is in May, which winds up conflicting with spring sports as well as Mother's Day. But this sleepover wasn't just promised to her in May, it was promised to her LAST May. And no, we don't ignore or forget our children's birthdays. There is always a family celebration. But there isn't always a kids party. With four kids that's just too much to handle every year. So we aim to celebrate milestones. This party is officially in celebration of DD's 10th birthday, which was last year.
Middle DD enjoys crafts. Let me rephrase that, middle DD loves crafts, lives for crafting times, never wants to stop creating something. So her party was a big crafting party. This was great for her friend on the right, who also likes crafting. It wasn't so great for her friend on the left who really doesn't enjoy crafts all that much. First we started by making vests for their Webkinz. (The guests were asked to bring a favorite Webkinz and their American Girl Doll).
Next they crafted hot air balloons for their Webkinz. (These fit the little kinz better). They decorated paper lanterns with markers and strung plastic strawberry baskets from the bottom with yarn.
Then the birthday girl wanted to decorate cakes. I made individual cakes in star shaped foils and mixed up frosting with natural colors. Pink - strawberry juice, Yellow - Turmeric, White, Purple - blueberry juice.
I filled four decoraters bags with frosting and let them go to town. I demonstrated a few different techniques on my cake, but the frosting was rather soft and melty. Apparently the object was to see how much frosting you could get on your cake rather than what it looked like :o)
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
An End of the Bounty from the Garden
Are you ready for this one? Here it is, my latest use of basil ...

Yep. That spaghetti and meatballs just would not be the same without that sprig of basil situated so perfectly on top.
What's that? Did I add basil to the sauce as it simmered on the stove? As if my kids are going to eat sauce with green chunks of anything in there. They were a bit revolted just by this sprig of basil on top. Of course, I probably could have chopped up basil and hidden it in the meatballs. Hmm, I didn't think of that.
And here is why last night's dinner featured such a massive bounty from the garden. This is all I could find today.

One zucchini, one yellow squash, five cherry tomatoes and seven green beans. What does one do with just seven green beans? The tomatoes have already been eaten. My youngest and oldest scarfed them up immediately. (Lets face it, I planted the cherry tomato bush just for the two of them).
My squash suddenly isn't doing so well. We've had a rainy spring, and now we've had a decent spell of sunshine - I forgot the garden needed water. Whoops.
The beans are growing really well. The bunnies are really appreciating them. We surrounded the garden with a two foot high fence of chicken wire. We chose just the right size for the bunnies to jump through and remain protected from our dog as she goes nuts barking at the bunnies. We obviously didn't choose that size for that reason. It was supposed to keep the bunnies out.
Oh well. The spices are doing well. And my tomato plants look promising. Maybe the squash will revive.
Yep. That spaghetti and meatballs just would not be the same without that sprig of basil situated so perfectly on top.
What's that? Did I add basil to the sauce as it simmered on the stove? As if my kids are going to eat sauce with green chunks of anything in there. They were a bit revolted just by this sprig of basil on top. Of course, I probably could have chopped up basil and hidden it in the meatballs. Hmm, I didn't think of that.
And here is why last night's dinner featured such a massive bounty from the garden. This is all I could find today.
One zucchini, one yellow squash, five cherry tomatoes and seven green beans. What does one do with just seven green beans? The tomatoes have already been eaten. My youngest and oldest scarfed them up immediately. (Lets face it, I planted the cherry tomato bush just for the two of them).
My squash suddenly isn't doing so well. We've had a rainy spring, and now we've had a decent spell of sunshine - I forgot the garden needed water. Whoops.
The beans are growing really well. The bunnies are really appreciating them. We surrounded the garden with a two foot high fence of chicken wire. We chose just the right size for the bunnies to jump through and remain protected from our dog as she goes nuts barking at the bunnies. We obviously didn't choose that size for that reason. It was supposed to keep the bunnies out.
Oh well. The spices are doing well. And my tomato plants look promising. Maybe the squash will revive.
Sunday, July 05, 2009
An Independence Day to Celebrate
First we lined up our chairs along the parade route. Then I snuck over with the stuff hidden in a bag.
While others distracted Grandma, my sister and I tied the balloon to her chair and placed the hat on her head. Middle DD thought the whole thing was supremely hilarious.
Grandma was a good sport. I think Grandpa enjoyed embarrassing her as well :o)
The cousins spent some time on the Wii.
(I'm not quite sure if even trucks and cars are as appealing to boys as video games.)
They also spent some time together at a local park in the afternoon.
Here they are, all seven of them.
- with my camera!
Broken arm? Hey! That sling is supposed to be supporting it!
It's not just there for decoration!
And fireworks that night. It was downright COLD on that field!
Thursday, July 02, 2009
Pasta Primavera
The carrots, by the way, did not come from my garden.

Next, add chicken stock. When I make chicken stock I freeze it. This was a container of about two - three cups. The extra liquid is okay, it will reduce somewhat as it simmers, but the pasta also absorbs liquid as it sits.
You may notice that I didn't need to thaw the stock before using.
Just toss it in the pot, it'll melt.
This lovely came from my garden.
To make zucchini strips use a vegetable peeler along the side.
(Toss the first strip of just skin). This gives nice thin ribbons of zucchini.
(This is also how I prepped the carrots).
Rotate the vegetable and use all the sides, this avoids really wide ribbons.
Fresh basil from my garden.
At this point the carrots are tender and you've got the pasta boiling away in another pot. During the last five minutes of cooking toss in the zucchini. Toss in the basil during the last two minutes so it just wilts nicely. Add salt and toss it all together with the drained pasta. (I used ziti this time, the shape is up to you.)
Next, add chicken stock. When I make chicken stock I freeze it. This was a container of about two - three cups. The extra liquid is okay, it will reduce somewhat as it simmers, but the pasta also absorbs liquid as it sits.
You may notice that I didn't need to thaw the stock before using.
Just toss it in the pot, it'll melt.
(Toss the first strip of just skin). This gives nice thin ribbons of zucchini.
(This is also how I prepped the carrots).
Rotate the vegetable and use all the sides, this avoids really wide ribbons.
And yes, all of my kids eat this. My youngest doesn't recognize the "pickles".
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Family Time
Family get togethers. Here's what ours look like.
A cousin of my parents moved away and came back for a visit.
Thus the reason for the family gathering.
and talking.
Yep. Gotta play horseshoes.
Three generations. That's what family gatherings are all about.
Aww, the newlyweds.
The youngest generations is all about playing.

Some wise parent brought balloons and an air pump.

A balloon got stuck on the roof.
Wow! (Scribble, scribble, scribble,) Wow!
Oh, and food. What happened to the food? Oh yeah, I was eating, I put the camera down.
Some wise parent brought balloons and an air pump.
A balloon got stuck on the roof.
(The little one was either pretending to sleep, playing dead or throwing a tantrum, I don't remember which).
Also notice youngest DD's reliance on the sling for her broken arm. It's nice to be young.
Then we lit sparklers for all the young ones.
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