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Brooke's Least Favorite Day Of The Year

Apparently I slept in the Sunday morning. That isn't really that surprising.

It's nice now that she's so mobile we let her play while making breakfast.

Always on the move.

Scott requested BIG pancake for breakfast. The last few times I've made them he said he was sick of them so I was surprised by his request.

You can get sick of anything after a while.

As you can see we are eating in the nook now. In the winters it's too cold since there's no heat in the kitchen and in the summer its too hot because of the sun hitting it. We try to take advantage of eating in here when we can. It is after all one of my favorite features of the house.

She will finally eat plain yogurt.

She loves it now. I actually think she didn't like it at first because we made a bad batch. She also loves raspberries.


The nights have been staying above 40 so today seemed like a good day to plan the garden. First I had laundry to hang out.

Scott said this year he wanted nothing to do with the yard and that I had to work on it on my own. As I can really only work while Meadow naps, I have put her on my back but it's easier without her, I don't get as much done as I would like.

This was after she made me rejigger the whole setup.

This year I thought I would change things up a bit. A square garden wasn't working for us. I always want to grow too much and then there isn't enough room. I thought an L shaped garden along the fence would solve this problem. With the help of the neighbor kids we worked on digging up the garden all week.

More or less I dug it up while everyone else played.

I have lots of ideas for our yard this year. I want it to actually look nice. We have some vine plants that grow on the side of the house. Usually Scott cuts them down, but this year I made a trellis for them to grow up.

I nailed up rope along the fence for the pumpkin and other viney plants to grow along. I'm hoping this will help them from taking up too much space.

I'm growing a new patch of grass where the garden used to be.

Meadow Bear woke up.

Then we took a break for lunch.

We ate leftovers that our friend JT gave to us after his birthday party the day before.

Now that Meadow was up I brought out some toys for her to keep her occupied.

Our local CSA offers seedlings for free in the early spring. I picked up a variety of things we didn't grow or things that didn't grow well.

This saved our butts since a lot of our seedings were tiny.

After seeding the old garden I fertilized and overseeded the yard. I used an organic fertilizer called Chickity Doo Doo. I was happy to find an organic option on the market, but it smelled like crap.

Literally. 

What I didn't realize was we already had tons of tomato seedlings plus the ones I got for free. Maybe this year we will actually get a enough to can (although I say that every year).

Even with the new garden I didn't think we would have enough space for all our plants. I got too overwhelmed and didn't want to deal with it. Plus Scott kept going on about how changing the garden was a bad idea. I was starting to have doubts.

I basically planted the whole garden, but I guess that's what husbands are for.



After working all day we had a late dinner and I was done with dealing with the garden. I like working on things in parts, I don't like spending all day working on one thing. This is why I could never have a 9-5 job.

If I didn't keep working we'd never have a new garden setup, seedlings planted and the lawn seeded.

Then it was bath time for little Meadow. She has outgrown her infant tub, but wasn't quite ready for the big tub. She doesn't totally have her balance perfected and I worry about her slipping and hitting her head on our porcelain tub. We also don't have a bath mat for her yet, so I keep her in a laundry basket.

We hadn't talked to Katrina in awhile and decided to Skype with her. She surprised us with some exciting news that little Simone is going to be a big sister in December. Meadow gets another cousin. Woohoo!

Afterward I read Meadow a few books while she tried to squirm away. Then the little runt wen to bed.

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