Friday, September 25, 2015

25 September 2015

Nut Brown has asked if we can read the Bible together at night, so after we read from the Book of Mormon we will switch over and read from the New Testament.  We're in Matthew ch 4 right now.  In the Book of Mormon, we're wading through the Isaiah chapters in 2 Nephi, which are challenging for adults, and not super interesting for an eight-year-old.  He asks a lot of questions about what we read, which is very challenging for me.  I'm glad for the opportunity to study with him.

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

23 September 2015

My raspberry bushes are in full production mode and we are picking lots and lots of berries.  Nut Brown and Bobo are always ready to help me.  The other day we were out there picking and I said to Bobo, "Will you put these in the bowl for me?" He looked at me and said, "No.  Can I still have them?"  What the kids don't eat, I freeze, but so far there has been more consumption than freezing.

This summer was a good one for the garden.  We ate lots and lots of cucumbers, zucchini and green beans, lots of peas (which I also froze), and now we're getting into raspberries, tomatoes and peppers.  We  borrowed a food dryer to freeze the massive crop of serranos I'm getting - there's no way we're going to eat them all right now.  The poblanos are pretty much being eaten as they ripen.  I planted San Marzano tomatoes this year, which are 'sauce tomatoes', with the idea that whatever we didn't eat we could cook down into tomato sauce and freeze.  So far we're eating them, but the bush is seriously loaded and we'll probably run out of steam before we eat through all of them.  Oh- also we've had several cabbages, and we're eating our way through the last of the onions.  I spent less that $5 on onion starts and ended up with more than ten pounds of our favorite kind of onions.  Very gratifying.

It wasn't all good- I planted kale, which turned rotten and buggy.  It was truly, truly nasty.  The broccoli was also a disappointment, and I also planted radishes and discovered that nobody really likes them from the garden.  The lettuce only kind of worked out, so I won't be planting that again next year.  Still learning- but we did get so much that we enjoyed eating this year, it was very rewarding. 

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

22 September 2015


Kids messing around with mutant animals.  Rose Pink came up with a 'shee-en' - sheep-chicken based on the question, what if sheep hatched from eggs?
 
Nut Brown's was more complex- his sheep-chicken is thinking about punching the banana and knocking its head off.  Behind the sheep-chicken is an alligator pig that's thinking about eating bacon.

They giggled over these for awhile on my bed.  Eventually I sent Rose Pink to bed so I could read scriptures with Nut Brown, but he continued work on his drawing.  Finally he said, "This isn't as much fun without Rose Pink to laugh with.  You don't think this is as funny as she does."

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

15 September 2015

This week we celebrated National Moldy Bread Day, when we discovered that every bread product in the house was moldy - three loaves of bread and a package of hot dog buns. Mr. Brown attributes it to the hot humid weather and no air conditioning.

At church on Sunday, the speaker said something about those in the spirit world preparing for the Second Coming of the Savior.  Nut Brown turned to me and said, "Why would they prepare for it?  Doesn't He just come?  ....  Oh, it's probably like Christmas.  Christmas doesn't come unless you prepare for it.  You know, buying presents and putting up the tree..."  He's a chip off the old block for sure.

Saturday, September 12, 2015

12 September 2015

Mr. Brown is taking Nut Brown to gymnastics.  He goes out the back door to the garage, and returns to the house a minute later.  Bobo immediately runs over to the desk, gets Mr. Brown's keys, and brings them to him.  "Here you go, Papa!"

Friday, September 11, 2015

11 September 2015

Nut Brown tells a joke tonight: What did the forgetful owl say when he got home from work?  Honey, I'm whoooom?

Rose Pink received two pairs of shoes from a friend, identical except one is yellow and one is blue.  She's been wearing them as mixed pairs: one yellow, one blue.  'I want to clash,' she said.

Bobo, the other day, as we were coming back from our after-dinner walk, told me he was going to have something to eat.  I said, well, it's time to get ready for bed.  He says, 'how about something to eat?' and I said, "how about scriptures?" and he said, "To eat?!?!"

The older they get, the funnier they are.

Thursday, September 10, 2015

10 September 2015

I love reading the scriptures at night with the kids.  Nut Brown and I had an in-depth analysis of 2 Nephi 4 in the Book of Mormon the other night that was spiritual and enlightening, and I was so glad to share it with him.  Now we've moved on and are working our way through some of the Isaiah chapters.  He read about people being like garments that moths eat and immediately envisioned giant killer moths, which really brought the scriptures alive for a moment.  I told him that it might be better to read Isaiah with Papa's help, because he is better at explaining it.  I think it's because both Mr. Brown and Isaiah love analogies.  Some nights Nut Brown asks more questions than others, and last night I was glad it was a low-question night because we read about sons lying in the street and wild bulls in nets and I didn't really have a clue what Isaiah was getting at.

Rose Pink and I are at the very beginning of the book of Alma, reading about the contentions and persecution that stressed the early church organization.  It was very instructive - and she and I had a good discussion about how righteousness and obedience can lead to economic prosperity.  (not always)

Monday, September 7, 2015

7 September 2015

Bobo basically potty-trained in a couple weeks in August, pretty uneventfully.  We had been talking about it with him for awhile, but we bought him a 'tiny toilet' (he likes little things) and once he used that a couple times, he was sold on the idea.  He never really used the tiny toilet again, instead opting for a seat insert on the big toilet, but it was still worth the $30 to get him over the hump.

Anyway, he has his own big-boy underwear now, and wears them to bed and to church and everywhere.  We also shifted around the boys' clothes in their dresser so Bobo can get to his clothes and choose his own outfits.  The other night Nut Brown got up and changed his underwear in the middle of the night.  Then he threw up and came and asked me to help him clean it up.  While I was cleaning, he was chattering away to me a mile a minute and I paused him to ask, "Are you wearing Thomas underwear?"  He looked down and started to laugh.  I said, "I think you're wearing a pair of Bobo's underpants!"  He said, "I thought they were a little tight.  I must have forgotten that we switched drawers for our clothes!"  My eight year old, wearing 3T underpants.  He went and changed them right away.

Saturday, September 5, 2015

5 September 2015

I forgot to mention that Mr. Brown had his gall bladder removed on August 8.  He was in some discomfort on Friday night, which worsened through the night so we went to the emergency room early Saturday morning.  They diagnosed him by 10 am and he went into surgery at 3 pm and was kept overnight in the hospital.  The whole experience was really great - the nurses were great, the surgery went well, and he has healed from the surgery without further incident.  His diet has been rearranged as he's adjusted to a gall bladder-less existence, but otherwise, for major surgery, it was pretty unexciting with no complications.  I'm so glad to live close to a good hospital and to live right now when such relief from bodily illness is possible!