2. L wanted to gut a sugar pumpkin, bake it, eat it and roast the seeds, so I obliged, despite my disdain for the process of actually rendering a squash edible when there's a perfectly good canned product on the market that does the same job.
The bad news: Everyone agreed pumpkin is pretty tasteless on its own and needs to be folded into pies, frostings or morning oatmeal with the help of brown sugar and cinnamon.
The good news: We found this cool project to do with the seeds. We painted ours purple and it was a great exercise in early math and practice writing numbers. L loved it.
3. It's November and the beach is still perfect.
We tagged along with N for a sunset surf session just north of town and were treated to the perfect sandy cliff for scaling, a spider just waiting for C to flush her out of her hiding place with a stick and a truly marvelous sunset.
Say what you will about the romance of changing seasons, but I'm managing to find some redeeming qualities in 70 degrees and sunny all year round.
4. Balmy weather also afforded us a morning of outdoor nakey finger-painting followed by a hose-down and a warm bubbley soak in the tub.
5. And a picnic following library time.
6. I attempted to make falafel from scratch one night and my tidy little chickpea balls completely disintegrated in the hot oil.
Has anyone made these before? What's the trick to keeping them bound together through the frying process?
I'd like to try again, this time without sending my husband out for a last-minute take-out run to the nearest gyro shop to salvage dinner.
7. I'm officially on the homestretch now. Six weeks until "due" week.
While N and I have strong convictions about natural childbirth, and we feel good about our set-up at the birth center, I still have those little fears creeping into my consciousness as we head into childbirth for a third round. Mostly they center around the unexpected and my ability to remain serene in the face of pain.
My first two birth situations were starkly different from each other, so I know anything can happen. It helped me to read Jen's post this week about empowered birth. She wrote eloquently about having a solid, well-researched plan, but being wise enough to not get in the way of what God has planned for Tiny Baby's birth day.
That's it for my week. Enjoy this first full weekend of November and remember to see other takes on "Quick Takes" over at the Conversion Diary.
despite my disdain for the process of actually rendering a squash edible when there's a perfectly good canned product on the market that does the same job.
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my ability to remain serene in the face of pain.
I see no reason why you must stay serene. I've been known to yell "I can't do it anymore!" And that was when I wasn't even in labor yet. ;)
Home STRETCH indeed! You just don't look like your tiny frame can stretch any more with your tiny baby! You look wonderful!
ReplyDeleteI admit, I'm jealous of your 70 degree beach. How cold does it get in the dead of winter there -- chilly? Freezing? Moderate? I have no idea...but it's got to be better than the winters in Missouri :)
Love your purple pumpkin seeds!
The kids are cute as can be. What more can I say except they're the cutest and best kids on earth.
ReplyDeleteI think you should do a belly cast on yourself. You are looking so radiantly pregnant in "pregnant"'s (how about that punctuation?) full meaning.
And as always you deserve much appreciation for teaching your little ones so creatively.
I've sent on the "empowered birth" story to my clients. I think I can say that her blog entry has humbled me in perhaps not holding so tight to my own personal biases regarding labors and births. I really do like how you've processed those thoughts, too. Only He is in control of our births and Amen to that.
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