Thursday, October 8, 2009

O is for Orange & Opposite Day



“I have to wear one black shoe and one white shoe,”

she told me, relating her understanding of opposite day attire

a good choice, since we didn’t have any orange shoes.

then Off she went, toting an Orangutan

in an Orange backpack

filled with Ovals and Octagons.

Monday, September 21, 2009

A Tale of Two Doggies




the yellow doggie being his preferred crib mate, I was surprised

the other night  when he brought fisher-price along for story time too.

We all enjoyed The Going to Bed Book and Moo, Baa, La La La

but as we turned the lights out and snuggled in

he looked from one dog to the other and  back to the first,

then decidedly tossed fisher-price to the floor

and gave old yellow a firm kiss right under his nose;

reassuring him that it was never really a contest.

after all, nothing beats 100% cotton

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Friday, September 11, 2009

laundromat


“Lala,” he called with concern

as we drove away from the school

But there would be no time to miss her,

for we were off on our own laundromat adventure


the place was smaller than I’d imagined;

clean but industrial

with huge machines that would wash

sleeping bags two at a time in under 25 minutes.

He helped me close the doors and insert the coins

and we sat down to wait. . .


Three board books and five minutes later, I was worried

Could I keep him busy and happy long enough?


But I had forgotten that everything is a toy to a child

we growled as we marched the dinosaur and the lion

over each chair – then all over mom

after determining that the washers were still washing,

we opened and closed the doors of all other washers

then finally put our bags in the dryers,

playfully stuffing our quarters in,

and opened and closed all the dryer doors

next was a lively ride in the wheeled basket

for our friends dinosaur and lion

then another sit down to enjoy our vending machine fare.

with gorillas among the animal crackers

we could not avoid an encore reading of

Goodnight Gorilla, after finally deciding that

the mystery cracker was an owl.

as we said goodbye to the laundromat

he grinned at me and declared “FUN!”

and it was indeed

Friday, September 4, 2009

blue cup



it came with the tea set she got for her birthday;

made from recycled milk jugs and phalate free

it was safe for all uses


so naturally there was no reason to panic

when she thrust it toward me and proudly announced


“Mom I can pee in a cup!”


the sample was a day late for the doctor,

but if one is to believe

the environmental marketing mojo,

it may have been the perfect

collection container.


Monday, August 31, 2009

underestimation


It began in the Spring with 24 tomato plants

On Thursday, after having picked all the red and

nearly red ones out of my garden

I determined to cook and can salsa.

Despite being a complete novice at both cooking and canning and

despite being short a car for the week.

I borrowed a recipe from my sister. I bought jars (I even used coupons!).

This was my prep day so I read the recipe to make sure I had all I needed.

22 pounds of tomatoes?!?

I had a lot of tomatoes but I was certain I didn’t have 22 pounds.

And how was I to measure their weight anyway?

Plus I’d need some peppers.


So it was on to the U-pick farm for peppers (and more tomatoes).

Except I didn’t make it there until Friday morning,

after having driven Joe to work and

picking up a kitchen scale that could measure to

exactly (you guessed it) 22 pounds!

After a long hour in the hot sun, and enthusiastic toddler "help"

we had nearly one full box

We paid our $7, grabbed a slushy and ran home to start chopping.


Did I mention that I have a glass top stove?

glass top and canning don't mix

I would have to use my in-laws’ kitchen.

First I would chop everything at my house while the kids napped.

I anticipated arriving at the canning kitchen by 2 pm Friday.


But I underestimated how long it would take to core, weigh, skin,

and chop those 22 lbs of tomatoes.

It wasn’t until the last five pounds or so that I got smart and put them in my blender.


At that point I realized

my 16 quart pot was not nearly large enough for this endeavor.

I threw the processed tomatoes in two separate containers into the fridge,

threw the kids into the van, and set off to buy a bigger pot.

the time was Friday 4 pm


Saturday morning dawned

I knew this was the day I would achieve my salsa dream.

I planned to start cooking in my borrowed kitchen at 9 am.

underestimation again

It wasn't until an hour past that goal

when I had chopped my last pepper and onion and

loaded everything (and everyone) into the van


The salsa started boiling at 11:30

and by 3 pm Saturday Joe had a new honda civic

and I had 14 pints of salsa canned and hot