Sunday, March 28, 2010

Say Cheese!



Miranda tries to force a big, toothy grin.


But perhaps you wanted actual cheese...



Miranda was a bit peckish. She decided to get a little snack from the fridge. But she never gets her snacks. Oh no! She's got to get the hunk of sharp cheddar that's for the family. (Or a couple of chicken thighs the other day. I didn't get pictures, because she ran off real sneaky like.)



Did I mention this was a big block? No?




Maybe a little too much cheese.

On to the bananas!


My sweet little Miranda has a new nickname...Bottomless Pit.

More Spring Gardening!

Sigh...I just love spring. It's always an exciting time of year. The warm air coaxes us outside in our shortsleeve shirts. And we play in the dirt, and perhaps best of all, we don't have to worry about mosquitos. Well, alright, that's probably not the best part about spring, but it's pretty good. I'm excited by all the perennials that are starting to peak out. It's always a mystery whether something will come back or not, but this year I really am wondering (since our fall flooding damage.)


The Beautiful Daffodil at the end of my driveway.

Daffodils are often called harbingers of spring. I certainly think of them as a sign of a new season. They are tough little plants. They are long lived, and produce such bright, happy flowers.



This is a Tiarella. And, I'm happy to see the little buds rising above the attractive foliage.



Here's my Spring Vegetable Garden. I put up the little picket edgers to keep the little critters out (you know, my daughter! and sometimes my son.) I just planted my carrots today along with some Nasturtium. I'm hoping for some good eats in a couple of months. I'll have to figure out where to put my summer veggie garden one of these days.



What's still to be done...all the planties I've purchased this spring. Already! Most of these will go in the garden formerly known as Evan's Garden. And in the Back 40.



And even more work! Lots of big, thick stone that somebody will have to put somewhere! I'm thinking for our little patio/sitting area in the Back 40.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Curious Duncan Goes to the Hospital

The weather has started to warm up, so naturally, we've all been sick. We passed around a cold, then a couple of us had tummy issues. This week all of us seemed to finally be feeling normal. We had plans to see friends Monday morning at 11 for a playdate. We were having fun, but I thought it was a tad strange that Duncan didn't want a cupcake. But he's known for not wanting to stop playing to eat, bathe, whatever. A little while later he started crying. I asked him what happened. He said he had a booboo. I asked where, and he pointed to his little guy stuff. I thought he bumped into something, but was doing better. But then a short while later, he started to cry again. I didn't think he'd bumped himself this time. I asked, "Does it hurt when you go peepee?" He said yes. Oh no. He may have a urinary tract infection. I called the pediatrician's office and made an appointment. We packed up and came home to wait for the 2:30 apointment time. Miranda fell asleep on the way, so I tucked her into bed when we got home. I gave Duncan a sandwich and cookies. He cried off and on, but really started to lose it around 2pm. Justin was home by then. Duncan was screaming...I mean screaming...nonstop. We were terrified. Justin took him outside for a little air, but Duncan wanted to get in the car and go NOW. So, Justin decided this qualified as an emergency. He took Duncan to the ER, and thankfully, they were able to get him back quickly. I was home with sleeping Miranda, feeling a little unpleasant deja vu of 3 and a half years ago when Justin took Evan to the hospital and I stayed home with Duncan. I could hear Duncan still screaming in the background when Justin called. I was beside myself with worry. I had decided to go over as soon as Miranda was awake. But then Justin called. Duncan had (ahem) a massive poo, and was feeling better. And Justin needed diapers, and cleanup stuff. so, I woke up Miranda and headed over with the diaper bag. Duncan pooped several more times(!), but was doing better. He was just constipated with severe gas pains. I never was so thankful for poo!

Springtime in the Garden!

Finally...lots of gardening activity going on at my place! I planted my spring vegetable garden two and a half weeks ago or so. And I have seedlings coming in! Loads of onions and garlic, lotsa peas, teeny weeny broccoli, and my potatoes look like they're actually breaking through, too! I'm so excited! This is my first spring vegetable garden. I am trying to keep an eye on nighttime temperatures and the calendar. hopefully, I'll have a nice little harvest in a couple of months.

In other areas of the garden, daffodils are blooming and perennials are peaking out. Duncan's tree, which is a Royal Star Magnolia, looks magnificent this year! Big, beautiful white blooms. And there are perennials coming in that I thought may have been lost in the flood. Many plants don't emerge until later, so I won't know for another month or more about them. My Woodland garden, on the other hand, seems to have lost the fight to flooding, digging, excess dirt and trampling. A Shuttleworth's ginger, some Iris cristata, and my Lobelias seem to still be there. But not much else. It's disappointing, but I'll be able to replant once the drainage system is installed. We're almost done digging the drainage ditches. We need to get those done (hopefully soon!), and do the rock and pipe thing and maybe then we will be able to plant. Ugh! It feels like it's taking forever!

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Things I Never Thought I'd Say, No. 713

"No Duncan, don't use your new toothbrush to clean the Millenium Falcon!"

Monday, March 8, 2010

Why Didn't You Tell Me?!



That little girls are very, very (did I say very, yet?) naughty. Oh sure, you're looking at that picture of Miranda and thinking, "Who? That little angel there?" That's a picture of Miranda when she climbed up the stairs on the wrong side, and squeezed her whole body through the rails...except for the tippy top of her head. She's got a big noggin, so it didn't fit, and she got stuck. Of course, this happened while I was showering. I heard a peep and went to check on her, and found her firmly wedged. We pushed and pulled, and I managed to get her out by pulling her back through the wrong side of the stairs. Before you start thinking that I'm a bad mommy for getting my camera out before releasing my little mountain climber, just know that the picture was taken the second (or third?) time she wedged herself in there that day. I thought she would learn from her mistakes. Maybe she did learn - that Mommy would come a-runnin' if her little sweetheart was stuck again. Negative attention.

Miranda's the Queen of Negative Attention. Today we went outside to enjoy the beautiful weather. I bent down to take a sniff of my Daphne odora shrub at the bottom of the drive. By the time I stood up, she was all the way up at the top, and running gleefully into the road. Of course, I ran full tilt to get her (and thanked God that there were no cars coming.) She got the "WE DO NOT GO INTO THE ROAD...EVER!" speech (and yes, I was yelling, because a child running into the road is a tad stressful.) So, we went to the backyard. Miranda decides Mommy's nice, newly planted seeds looked like they needed a little plowing. She walked over my veggie bed, stuck her hands down into the dirt and raked them around a bit, not listening to my, "No! Please stop." I picked her up and moved her, and got out these little white picket edging pieces to put around the bed for protection. As I'm installing those, she runs toward the creek, and starts to try to edge her way down into the water. I go get her. More yelling. She climbs back into the veggie bed. More yelling.

We went back to the Back 40 (where we're digging trenches to drain the property), and we actually had fun for a little while. She dug around and smacked the water in the trench with a stick. Good times. Then, I guess she needed her yelling, crazy mommy fix, so she proceeded to climb back into the creek. I got her out, and she wanders over to the neighbor's yard. I brought her back. And pretty soon she was back into the water. I said as I retrieved her AGAIN, "If you go back into the water, we're going inside." She did. And we did. I felt bad, because Duncan was having fun and being good (although his constant reminders that Miranda should get a time out (which she did), were pushing my buttons just a little.) I do wish our yard was a lot more child friendly. But I also wish my little rule breaker would at least pretend to listen to me. Sigh. I'm not even going to think about when she's a teenager.

Has Spring Finally Sprung?

After what seems like a very long and cold winter, we've had a few warm days in a row. And the nights aren't supposed to go below freezing this week. I'm hesitant to say that Spring is here, because even here in the Deep South we get late freezes that kill off all of our new growth and spring buds. So, let's just say I'm cautiously optimistic. We are still working on the ditches in the Back 40. They are still draining! They're probably a good 18" deep and 2-3' wide depending on where you look. There is a wet weather spring that, apparently, drains through our yard. We're the lucky ones that have the lowest property around. The good thing is that the drains work. We just need to get the width, depth thing finished up, then we can do the rock, pipe thing. I took the kids out to run around in the warm sun today (in short sleeves!) and to check and see if any perennials are breaking through-a favorite early spring activity. The daffodils are up and about to bloom...about a month later than usual due to the wacky, cold winter. My poor Daphne odora blooms look like they got bitten by the cold. I still took a wiff, and caught a hint of yummy scent. We went back to the back and played. I didn't see much beyond Daffies and Daylilies breaking ground. Then a certain little girl decided to be naughty, so we had to go inside. I did have an opportunity to go back out later and do some actual work. I finally planted my Aesculus parviflora (Buckeye.) The Buckeye is a native shrub with gorgeous blooms and large leaves. Got that in the ground, moved my Itea "Henry's Garnet," and my two Yellow Knock Out Roses. I also removed my poor, dead dwarf Oakleaf Hydrangea that bit the dust after the floods in September of last year. So I'll just have to wait and see what comes back. And then go from there. I feel like I got a good start today. Bring on Spring!

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Just in Case there's any Confusion...



When you're a kid it's all about you. Right? The world revolves around little kids. They openly admire themselves in the mirror. They're not embarrassed to lock eyes with other kids. They blatantly stare at other people. I wouldn't mind having more of the Super Ego that toddlers have. You know, it's good to really know yourself. Duncan and I have had many conversations about the real Duncan. They usually went like this:

"Duncan, are you cheeky?"
"I'm not cheeky. I'm Duncan!"

When Duncan turned 3 his pediatrician was concerned that he wasn't talking a ton, and the doc wanted Duncan to answer certain questions. Some of the questions were, "How old are you?," "Are you a boy or girl?," and others. I remember asking Duncan one day:

"Duncan, are you a boy?"
"I'm not a boy!" and he thumped his chest and said, "I'm Duncan!"

And of course one of my favorites:

"Duncan, are you a ghost?"
"I'm not a ghost. I'm Duncan."

Yes, he has his story and he is stickin' to it. He's definitely not confused about who he is!