We had a wonderful weekend. Lots of sun and playing outside. My boys just don't want the day to end! They are pushing bed times back later and later (easy to do - it's light outside now until far after 8pm)
Yesterday in the car on the way home from a soccer game:
Eli: "Momma, can you make the day longer today?"
Me: "Like keep the sun from setting? Momma can't do things like that!"
Eli: "Yes you can!"
Me: "Tell me how."
Eli: "Well, just get a long rope and hold the sun in the sky for me until I am ready to go to bed. Or maybe a hose would work, too."
The garden is 90% in. It's quite a process to till, get the fence up and get the black plastic mulch down. The black plastic mulch was a tradition in my Dad's garden - helped warm up the soil for the tomato, pepper and eggplants. Our growing season is so darned short - we've got to do what we can to maximize our time! Fence? Oh yes. The alternative would be feeding a family (or two) of deer.
The garden is 90% in. It's quite a process to till, get the fence up and get the black plastic mulch down. The black plastic mulch was a tradition in my Dad's garden - helped warm up the soil for the tomato, pepper and eggplants. Our growing season is so darned short - we've got to do what we can to maximize our time! Fence? Oh yes. The alternative would be feeding a family (or two) of deer.
In other news, Noah has been visiting several doctors lately. We have fondly named Dr. Nadeau "the wart doctor". Noah has been cultivating a large Plantar's Wart on his "next to the thumb toe" toe. Have you ever heard of the thumb toe? Yah, me neither, but I totally knew what he was talking about when he said thumb toe. Warts aren't a huge deal, but this little sucker has been pretty painful to walk on at times. Next week will be his 3rd or 4th visit - seems that this wart is especially tough. Dr. Nadeau delights Noah with his fun tricks with frozen nitrogen. He's instructed him to bring a marshmallow to his next appointment.
Look, Mom. A wart. Looks pretty good now, actually. |
In addition, Noah took his 5th rapid strep test of the season a couple days ago and for the fifth time it came back positive. Goodness gracious, we are tired of strep throat! Noah has moved up to a "third level" antibiotic that has been a challenge for him to take. Amoxicillin was actually quite tasty mixed into the pharmacist-mixed cherry stuff. But this is yucky. No way around it. The best way to take it is to throw it back like a shot of tequila with a milk chaser. So what happens when you have strep throat 5 times in 4 months? You get a date to get your tonsils out - July 2, in Noah's case.
OK, enough with gross pictures of warts and strep throat! |
It's our tradition to open up camp on Memorial Day weekend, and that's just what we did. Despite a particularly pessimistic forecast, the weather wasn't too bad. I got a chance to do some cleaning, fly a kite, pick up sticks from the yard, help with a bonfire AND get our first lobster of the season.
We are so lucky to have this place. I love that I can pack up the car and be there in one hour. I don't work in July, so I am planning on spending as much time as possible hanging out in Belfast. I've got a list started of the things that I'd like us to do this summer. Seems like if you don't make a plan for things, the days sort of melt away and all of a sudden it's September again.
Gene was working, but Mark and Lisa joined the boys and me. It's nice to be back, Oak Cliff.
Bedtime stories with Auntie Lisa |
We love Belfast City Park! |
Waving hello to Mark and Lisa. Our camp is across the bay from City Park. |
AND (drum roll) we have a new member of the family. Say hello to Coco:
The Bangor Humane Society was overrun with kittens, so we decided that Fluff needed a friend. Coco is part way cute, and part scruffy. So far, he's a pretty cool little guy.
Finally, today is Mark's birthday so I have to send out a happy birthday to my little brother. I dug around hoping to find a really dorky picture of Mark and I when we were young. I had great success!
Yes, my hair is feathered. Yes, I have ruffles on my shirt. Love the fence. |