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From Water to Wine

2009-06-14

This week had its low points, but it certainly had its high points, too. We've frozen a bounty of strawberries, David is learning to swim, we enjoyed a lovely weekend, and got to spend some time with Nate and Suzanne at Oliver Winery in Bloomington. Bread, cheese, wine, brownies, wine, and some aggressive geese...what better way to spend a Sunday afternoon?

First day of swimming lessons, and he did surprisingly well. We've learned that his attention span n this environment is about 20 minutes. Class lasts for 30 minutes. You do the math

Tuesday afternoon we finally made it out to go strawberry picking This was way more fun without hailstones

He got distracted by a dump truck. There was quarry down the road from the farm, and since we were there around 5pm, that turned out to be quitting time for People Who Work at the Quarry, so there was fascinating traffic as well as local produce

Just killing time and being cute while Chris ran into the grocery store to buy a strawberry huller. They didn't have any, so we ended up hulling 15 pounds of berries by hand. We both went to sleep with tummyaches, and our fingers were still pink the next morning

The requiite annual photo of the frog that lives on our patio. Welcome back, little friend

If only there was an Army fire truck parked outside of Old Navy <i>every</i> time Emily dragged them there, I am sure they woud enjoy going shopping much, much more. For whatever reason, it was Fire Safety Day at Old Navy, which was ironic since one of the homes in our neighbiorhood caught fire last week. We're working on "smooshing the fire" with David, AKA "Stop, Drop, and Roll"

Sunday morning, post bike ride. We figured it was safer to let him push the bike trailer around the yard than it was to let him stay in the driveway (and thus banging into the cars). He's also very proud of his new Mike and the Bike helmet. Did you know about Mike and the Bike? Neither did we. Apparently it's a thing that kids like, and we got suckered into buying it. Hey, safety first...

For being so spolied, these geese were very mean and hissed a lot. Although, when you have a three-year-old chasing your babies, one earns the right to hiss. And charge. And get very close to biting. Of course, we felt like bad parents because we laughed the whole time this was happening

Wine, water, and a lovely centerpiece. We ended the meal with a bit of Camera Envy, as Nate foled around with their new toy

And he wonders why we make him wash his hands seventeen times a day