This 8 year old has met a goal.
A long standing goal that costs us about $1 a week.
Every week in line at the grocery, he picks out a new pack of gum, a new flavor.
Apparently it was this week's pick, a pack of watermelon HubbaBubba (no joke!) that tipped the scales.
He learned how to blow a bubble.
Squeals of delight, I kid you not.
He is now the expert and will gladly describe, in detail, the exact steps needed for you too to reach this goal.
His brother, a novice to gum chewing, is listening and studying.
I don't think my weekly gum budget is going to change.
Wednesday, October 10, 2018
Tuesday, September 18, 2018
annual fall photo shoot
When the fields turn yellow and the skies are dark and stormy I know it's time to pull out the camera and capture the boys. It now involves a little more bribery than it used to. This year I agreed to soccer uniforms and we called it good.
We missed the brilliance of the yellow flowers, that is happening right now, so there may be another shoot in the future.
We missed the brilliance of the yellow flowers, that is happening right now, so there may be another shoot in the future.
Sunday, September 16, 2018
on my knitting needles
I've had a bit of a knitting slump. A whole lot of started projects but I couldn't see them through to the end. I found a slipper pattern that is getting me back in the knitting groove. One gray pair down, and a purple pair on the needles.
Friday, September 14, 2018
apples
Flagstaff is having a major apple boom. Tree branches are sagging with the weight, and people are giving them away by the bucketful, which is how we too ended up with a 5 gallon bucketful. A few days later we had two large batches of applesauce, a loaf of apple bread, and a bowlful left to ponder all the possibilities.
Wednesday, September 12, 2018
demolition derby & county fair
It was a hot and sunny day at the annual demolition derby.
And then we headed to the fair the very next day. It too started out as hot and sunny day.
And then the clouds built up and the skies turned dark, dark, dark. We heeded the warning and headed to the tent to consume some traditional fried fair food. On with the rain jackets and onward with the fair.
Sunday, August 26, 2018
This one time, in LA
I spent one afternoon alone, and found myself at the corner of Santa Monica Blvd & Rodeo Dr. on my picnic blanket with a good book.
I scored some oilcloth to finish up my kitchen project.
And some more good food.
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