Sunday Afternoons, Summer style

Need I say more?

Gahhhhh!  crazy!  I had two babies at the same time.  No wonder people look at me like I'm crazy.

Traditional riding down the hill at gram's.

Garden // A Sunday Tradition

Spring Harvest // Obviously a super late post

Gardening is a big part of my life.  Gram's used to have a beautiful garden. 

While we try our hardest...we can't keep up with it the way she did.  Oh, it still grows stuff, it's just not quite as pretty as hers was.  

This was from the late spring, when I used to actually go and weed and Auntie Mitsie had just tilled it.  Man, if only you could see it now.  We're just trying to hide all our goods with weeds.  ;)

It's kind of become a Sunday tradition to go out to the garden and pick and maybe pull some weeds after church.  I don't really consider it a chore.  It's more a tradition and something I love to do.  We're getting in crazy amounts of produce!  It's always nice to know you can grow something from a tiny seed (even if you don't weed like you should!)  More post to come about the bounty. 

Gardening // Harvesting

kale and garden

This year's crop was a good one.  We planted beats, rainbow carrots, wayyyyy too much kale, corn, tomatoes, peas, beans, squash, peppers, raspberries, berries, and some other things I can't even remember.

This is our double sink packed full of kale.

It was a good summer.

Must hold and carry all things.

Auntie Hannah has this saying for Aiko, "Must hold and carry ALL things."

It's so true.  She has to have at least two of everything, or something for both hands. I feel her, it's hard to be unbalanced. 

I was picking some black caps the other day at Auntie Mitsie's house and needed something for Aiko to do.  See, these black caps are extremely vicious.  While the plants produce lovely and wonderful berries, the thorns will rip you to shreds.  We can't have this for little mullet-heads skin.

So I gave my little girl the job of picking up all the apples...rotten ones anyway.  I don't think she realized they were fruit.  Good thing too, otherwise I'm sure she would have eaten them. 

When she was done picking apples off the ground, she went to her favorite outside toy. 

"Chairs!" In her ever raspy getting higher by the moment voice. 

My aunties keep telling me how I never post about little brother, it's because he's such a chill baby, he just likes to sit and stare at bright things all day.  Although, he has been laughing and cooing lately!

The "Must hold and carry all things" gets kind of tough when you are so little.  Especially when you have two chairs that just won't cooperate.

Mama had to step in and save her, because obviously, she was in deep despair.  By the way, see her profile?  It's the exact same as her great grams.  All cheeks, no nose.  Although, grams didn't have a mullet. 

In the end, it all worked out well.  I'm glad we can make happy memories in the same place I grew up.