Don't cook mommy

"Don't cook mommy.  I hate it when you cook."

My view of the world.

 I'm not sure where she thinks dinner (and dessert) is going to come from if I don't cook.

Jeez kid, this is what I am making.

People keep asking if I have any cravings, and I didn't think I did, but I looked up the following recipes today (while eating a cookie). 
Apple tart
Cinnamon Rolls

Good thing I passed my glucose test a few weeks ago! At least dessert will involve a fruit and I only used 2 tablespoons of sugar instead of the cup called for in the recipe.

Pumpkins!

We went to the Sequim pumpkin patch with our cooperative playschool today.  There was a really big slide and Yemaya went down it tons of times all by herself.  She was fascinated by the pigs, and wanted to pick up the stray chicken.  I'm not sure if she does this at her preschool, or she just saw her little friend who has chickens do it, but she just keeps insisting on trying.  I must admit, I do not think I have ever picked up a chicken, and will be no help in pursuing this current fixation of hers.  I also was not much help with the pigs.  Another mom and grandma were sticking their hands in the fence calling the pigs over, I just sort of poked a pig with one finger.  I send Yemaya to a preschool two days a week that has chickens, goats, and sheep with the hopes that the wonderful women who run the school will teach her about touching animals.  While I happily dissect animal parts in my science classroom, while wearing gloves, it turns out I have very little interest in getting up close and personal with farm animals (or even most house pets).

Other moms at the pumpkin patch took nice pictures while the sun was out with their nice cameras, all I managed was a scowl when a cloud passed by with my phone.  Yemaya is very proud of her pumpkin and will add it to the table that is getting quite full of all the little pumpkins we have bought and picked up at various activities this year.  Stay tuned because I expect to have a pumpkin carving craze this weekend (for which we will need to buy more and bigger pumpkins)!  Halloween is the best and my favorite holiday, and the fact that my beautiful niece is a Halloween baby only makes it an even better day.

Take a picture

Now she thinks we take pictures of eating every night.

Where have you been? And a bunch of Broccoli eaters.

Well, I've written about 100 blog posts in my head, and taken many more pictures for posting, but then I think, "Well, we don't really live on a boat anymore. Maybe I should start a new blog."  Well, that isn't gonna happen today, or any of the many yesterdays, and maybe we will live on a boat again some day.  So I'll just continue doing some blogging about my life here. Plus this post will give me a chance to test out how well the iOS5 on my iPhone and the iCloud really do at streaming pictures from my phone to my computer with out ever attaching a cord.

I called my sister to say "hi" tonight, we talked about all the usual parts of life.  We were both cooking dinner during our short phone call.  Both our families would be eating some form of pasta.  They prefer "worms" and we prefer rainbow spirals.  A few minutes into our conversion we had both been interrupted by children, and in her case also a dog.  There had been side conversations with children about toys, and the potty, and a few minor injuries.  At one point I realized that pasta would not exactly meet the vegetable quota for the day so I starting cutting up the broccoli to throw in the pasta water.  I must have said something like, "We are even going to eat a vegetable," to my sister and told her about cutting up the broccoli and cooking it with the pasta.  She was inspired to also meet the vegetable quota the same way (no need to microwave, or make an extra pot dirty, which is usually my goal).  At practically the same moment our dinners were done and we said good bye.

Moments into sitting down I received this text:

I sent this one back (Y does not smile for the camera):

I texted back Y's response to seeing Sydney: I don't see Owen, can I see Owen eating broccoli?"

And finally:

It was almost like having dinner together.  It turns out it is really nice to have a sister to call on the phone and to find out how similar our lives are at some moments in time.  Just one of the many reasons I am grateful for my wonderful sisters.

Note: So, iCloud worked really well.  No need to plug in my phone to get these photos to my computer to post on the blog.  With the new iOS5 on my old iPhone, I have decided that I do not need to buy a new iPhone (I don't think that voice assistant thing will work anyway with a screaming two year old in the background).  The new phone was gonna be my early "push present".  Now taking suggestions of something better to "ask" for.