Monday, July 7, 2014

the quotidian (7.7.14)

Quotidian: daily, usual or customary; 
everyday; ordinary; commonplace


For the baba ghanoush.



Chocolate mint from a friend: the tea concentrate was so intense it tasted like peppermint oil.


Heads and tails.


I told my daughter to pick the zucchinis. 
The flowers were her extra touch.


She foraged the berries from the back of the property and made us a pie.



The cousins came! With donuts! 

How To Disperse A Dozen Donuts Among Seven Children And Two Mamas 
1. Cut each donut into fourths. 
2. Line the children up from smallest to biggest and hand out plates. 
3. Each time through the line, every child chooses one piece. 
(4. The mamas get to pick a donut whenever they want.)


Luna at the milk bar.


Listening to Harry Potter on the only tape deck we have.


Prepping the work crew with a speech via the sauce stomper-turned-mic.


With thanks to my honey: our kick-butt canning set-up. 
(Not to toot our horn or anything, but seriously, TOOT-TOOT.)


I read longer if they rub my feet.


This same time, years previous: let's revolutionize youth group mission trips! please!, our 48-hour date, French yogurt cake, grilled flatbread, butchering chickens, in their words, red raspberry lemon bars, the green-eyed monster and me, putting beliefs into practice, playing make believe, and raspberry lemon buttermilk cake.

8 comments:

  1. We had such a wonderful time visiting! Must do it again very soon. :)

    ReplyDelete
  2. Smile. Love these posts. (You know I do.) Hugs!

    ReplyDelete
  3. I read longer if they comb or braid my hair.

    ReplyDelete
  4. this is one of my favorite posts ever.

    ReplyDelete
  5. A great post all the way around...and Luna is so sweet! Oh my gosh...I cracked up out loud! How cute is that?

    ReplyDelete
  6. Apples, already? That was a most impressive canning set up, and I wonder what it must be like to have all that help! Great post.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Lodi apples. Tart and fresh---our favorite sauce.

      Delete