So Tasty and Delicious!

My post today was going to be before and after shots...my BIG bag of freshly picked Macintosh and a steaming pan of apple crisp...which tastes DELICIOUS, if you must know. Except that I forgot my camera at home, which means you'll just have to take my word for it. I have to say, I'm not much of a cook, but I'm a heck of a baker!

We Have Good Friends

We had the best day yesterday up in the Islands picking apples. Lucas had a friend over and we met our best play date buddies at the orchard where we paid for the biggest bag of apples they sold there. The bags just don't look that big when they're all folded up in the crates, some of those bags look downright tiny and you think; Why on earth would anybody pick such a little bag of apples, why you couldn't even bake a nice pie with that many! Or maybe only I thought that, because I bought the big bag, and it turns out, the big bag gets much bigger when you open it up. The boys did a stellar job of picking, although neither one would put any apples in my bag, just the other Mom's bag, although in hindsight, she probably ended up with some fairly funny-looking apples, while all of mine look pretty good! *wink*

You Wish You Were Me, I Just Know It!

Payday...Woo-Hoo! Lucas and I spent the whole day running errands and buying groceries. (Just to brag a little, my original grocery bill was $135 and after coupons my total was $63, not bad for an evening spent clipping coupons, huh?) So, my son, who loves to get his chat on with perfect strangers, stopped every. single. person. we passed today to introduce himself, state his age and the town he lives in, discuss his hair and potential haircut, the red spot he's got on his right eye, the reason why his shoes are two different colors, and the list goes on and on. Some people are very nice about this lengthy exchange, others see it coming and try to avoid it, at which point my over-social son announces to the store at large that "HIM'S NOT TALKING TO ME! HE MUST BE SHY!

Oh My Goodness!

It's cute the first few times. I appreciate that fact that my child is social, that he is smart enough and eloquent enough to carry on a conversation with adults that may not ever spend time with small children but can still understand everything he's saying, but...you can imagine how long it takes us to get from Point A to Point B. And also, maybe I don't want everybody we meet to know our exact address! I kept smiling apologetically to people and pulling him along but he insisted on finishing his conversations. AND...I can't tell you the amount of stuff that people give him while we're out. Every salesperson we met today offered him something: Stickers and lollipops (which he took), gummy dinosaurs (which he took but I then threw away-um-food from strangers? They came out of a pretty dusty bin.), and chocolate (which he declined-couldn't of just said yes to that one? Mom would've liked some of that chocolate, hello?).

But we had a good day, if not a very long one, and tomorrow we go apple picking! Pictures to follow!

Secret Society

Lucas and I made up a secret handshake today, 'cause we're cool like that, and I don't mean to brag, but it's pretty darn cute. I'd tell you more about it, but you know, it's secret.

It Only Drove Me So Nuts Today Because of Lack of Sleep

I need to keep reminding myself that he's only 3 (and a half...that half is important...ask him, he'll tell you) but it drives me crazy that he'll use the bathroom (by himself, I know should at least be grateful for that) and then he'll come to the top of the stairs and yell down to me, "BUT I DIDN'T WASH MY HANDS!" What?! You know you need to or you wouldn't be telling that you haven't! And I tell him every time, "Well, go back and wash your hands, every time buddy!" "OK!" he says and skips back into the bathroom to play in the water until I'm positive the bathroom will flood. I have to keep telling myself, he's just a small little kid, he's not a full grown adult. I swear he keeps doing it just to drive me nuts.

He's a Good Little Consumer

So Lucas wants some more Thomas the Train junk, I mean, collectibles, and I told him we're not starting any more collections until Christmas, because Santa will bring him toys if he's good. We can't buy everything he wants just because he wants it, otherwise Santa won't have anything to bring him at Christmas. Which started a very long talk about Christmas, and winter, and when both of those things will be happening. Lucas doesn't give a crap that Christmas is months away when he wants something right now, so he has started a full blown campaign to convince me that it is already Christmas. Take today, for instance, when he stood naked in the living room window watching the rain and shrieked to me in the kitchen, "Wanna know a surprise, Mom? It's snowing, that means it Christmas! Let's go get me some Thomas pieces!" Um, almost honey, almost.

I Could Have Saved So Much Money on Cute Clothes...

If only I had known. Lucas informed me today when he got out of the tub that he wasn't getting dressed today. OK. I figured that would only last until he got cold, but no, he stayed naked alllll day. Played naked play do, ate naked lunch, took a naked nap, ate naked dinner, and then, finally he got dressed to go to Grandma's. And every 30 minutes or so he would rub his own little buddha belly and announce, "I 'huve to be naked!" Yes, dear, we know.