The Garden of Eatin'

Yesterday I went to "The Garden of Eatin" with my daughter and her classmates for their fieldtrip and those are the pumpkins that some of the kids picked from the pumpkin patch. My daughter's pumpkin is the one in front. During this field trip they got to pet goats, feed pigs, have story time, go to a pumpkin class, and end it off with a trip through a maze. She had a great time and is ready to carve her pumpkin. So I have to enlist the help of my husband to do that because I refuse to scrape the insides of that thing. The insides of a pumpkin feels like rotten sludge, or what my daughter calls "icky goo". So we will make that a daddy - daughter project.

While my daughter and I were at the field trip my husband and my sister-in-law were on their way to the airport to pick up their parents. They made sure to take a detour and buy keychains with their names on it but they finally got back on track and made it to the airport. When they got back we all ate dinner and played with the "main event" of the trip -- Baby Lou! My daughter kept talking about what her brother can do and how he likes to play. So we all had fun playing with the baby.

Today we all decided to just sit back and relax. Well, all accept my father-in-law. When he got up this morning he decided to fix an outlet, fix our icemaker on our refrigerator, and re-arrange our garage. I kept telling him that he needed to just sit back and relax but he insisted that he needed something to do. After getting a few things out of the garage my husband and my father-in-law decided to go bowling. I was just glad that my husband got him out of the house. I really didn't want him to get bored and feel all cooped up. When my mom and dad came out here my husband and dad got out of the house a few times. So I just want to make sure that they get out too. The rest of the day was pretty laid back. My mother-in-law, my daughter, and I went to the grocery and when we got back she cooked some good porkchops. She put soo many different seaonings that I really didn't know how it was going to come out. Needless to say they were great. Whenever my mom or my mother-in-law comes to visit I make sure they cook a few meals for me. Even though I can cook now there ain't nothing like a home cooked mother's meal. So now I am sitting here full and I feel "The Itis" kicking in and we all know what that means. Well, maybe not all of us. Anyway, I am getting off of this computer and going cure "The Itis".