More rain. It does wonders for the remaining plant life and sends earthworms tumbling into our basement, but it hasn't been ideal outside weather at all. Yesterday morning, Maxim's friend from Community School, Joey, invited her over for a play date. Having only one child for the middle of the day kept it quiet in the house. I tried to balance the checkbook and moved things around in the basement. I found puddles of water under the plastic from painting and around a pile of odd-sized wood. I put the fan on it to hurry evaporation. Noah enjoyed having his parents to himself and Maxim had great fun at Joey's house. I made artichoke heart marinara over penne and whipped up a batch of butterscotch brownies, which I haven't made since I was 13 years old and which Marcela had never eaten before. We started downloading tape from the summer and fall to send along with Marcela's mom Nacha's birthday package. She has a birthday on October 31st. This morning was as gray and rainy as every other day this week. I went on a long walk through the school woods and then took Maxim to her gymnastics class. The kids played very well today, almost without fighting at all.
While we were at gymnastics, Marcela and Noah harvested our small carrot crop from the front raised-bed garden. There were nine or ten in all, not too big, and we managed to finish them by mid-afternoon. After dinner - Marcela had made a delicious barley and corn soup and fried spinach - we put the kids in their pajamas and drove over to the library for Tuesday night storytime. We have a wonderful children's librarian in Maynard; he remembers every child's name and offers these weekly evening story readings. Tonight, Noah's best friend Aron, who used to go to his daycare, was there. Noah shared his blankie with Aron, but not another little girl who also wanted to sit there. "Mommy, the baby is on my blanket," he cried out. Maxim showed Mark (the librarian) the pictures of princesses on her new pajamas. They didn't want to go to bed when we got home, as usual, but they fell asleep quickly. We can't wait to see the sun again. I think we are all tired of these dreary rainy days.
More rain. It does wonders for the remaining plant life and sends earthworms tumbling into our basement, but it hasn't been ideal outside weather at all. Yesterday morning, Maxim's friend from Community School, Joey, invited her over for a play date. Having only one child for the middle of the day kept it quiet in the house. I tried to balance the checkbook and moved things around in the basement. I found puddles of water under the plastic from painting and around a pile of odd-sized wood. I put the fan on it to hurry evaporation. Noah enjoyed having his parents to himself and Maxim had great fun at Joey's house. I made artichoke heart marinara over penne and whipped up a batch of butterscotch brownies, which I haven't made since I was 13 years old and which Marcela had never eaten before. We started downloading tape from the summer and fall to send along with Marcela's mom Nacha's birthday package. She has a birthday on October 31st. This morning was as gray and rainy as every other day this week. I went on a long walk through the school woods and then took Maxim to her gymnastics class. The kids played very well today, almost without fighting at all.
While we were at gymnastics, Marcela and Noah harvested our small carrot crop from the front raised-bed garden. There were nine or ten in all, not too big, and we managed to finish them by mid-afternoon. After dinner - Marcela had made a delicious barley and corn soup and fried spinach - we put the kids in their pajamas and drove over to the library for Tuesday night storytime. We have a wonderful children's librarian in Maynard; he remembers every child's name and offers these weekly evening story readings. Tonight, Noah's best friend Aron, who used to go to his daycare, was there. Noah shared his blankie with Aron, but not another little girl who also wanted to sit there. "Mommy, the baby is on my blanket," he cried out. Maxim showed Mark (the librarian) the pictures of princesses on her new pajamas. They didn't want to go to bed when we got home, as usual, but they fell asleep quickly. We can't wait to see the sun again. I think we are all tired of these dreary rainy days.
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