A Free Weekend

We had no plans this weekend, which is unusual. So we took full advantage of our free calendar and did nothing.

Watching Dad.

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Bread and Figs

I’ve been baking for what seems like days, but I guess it really has been days. I think its the weather. Its gotten into the 70s here (and I know some of you are already experiencing flakes of snow, which to honest, I would love that a few times a year) and its made a baker out of me. I think Pinterest had something to do with it, as well. 

After looking at a few of my favorite food blogs, I saw these. Wow! I’m trying to become of a fan of figs. Not just a,”Oh, yes. I like figs”, but a “I can’t stop eating these!” fig eater. (My grammar is so horrible. I blame it on my 8th grade English teacher. I got a C in her class, which made me never want to care about prepositions, nouns, or adverbs.) We have a fig tree in our backyard and we were lucky enough to get two this year, but the squirrels took a few nibbles before we got to them. Also, my mother-in-law is a fig fan and I would like to be able to share her enthusiasm. So this was my first attempt at cooking with figs. I think it turned out fantastic.

In case you are curious, that’s brown sugar and olive oil oozing over the figs. This was right before I placed them in the oven and roasted them for about 10 minutes. Yum.

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A Rough Day

After falling multiple times and putting on several band-aids (Silas likes to take them off), I realized that I hadn’t taken a picture of Silas with his first band-aid. I know, why should this be a big deal? When Brooks got his first big boo-boo, I took a picture of him with his bandage. So in order to be equal, I took some shots of Silas.
He is one tough kid. This one is from falling and scraping the skin off his finger.

I’m So Thankful

Life is occasionally hectic. My life is overflowing with figurines, trains, puzzles, and cars. I step on them, I clean them up numerous times a day, and I go on search parties looking for the always-missing fireman.

But sometimes, they show up in odd places and they make me laugh and then I’m grateful. I wish I could hold on to that feeling for more than a few moments, but its fleeting.