Another month went by without a single blog post from me-pathetic. But that doesn't mean that I haven't been stalking my friends' blogs. I've just been too tired and too lazy to write anything myself.
But I have so many things on my mind that I want to share; it's hard to narrow down the list. I'll give you a couple. Sorry if they are random.
Here is a picture of Sutton dressed as a "cowboy." His hat is my straw summer hat, his holster is my gold belt, and his "gun" (we don't call it that) is a spinning flower thing that he tore the petals off of. We call it his "sonic screwdriver," a la Doctor Who.
Today was a pretty good day. Sutton and I woke up around 7, (he's still having sleep issues, most often he either ends up in our bed at some ungodly hour, or we go into his bed at some ungodly hour. Last night, I went into his bed, to let Dave get some sleep) and we went to a doughnut place that my boss recommended. They refer to their product as "doughnut couture" and it's really nice (beats the pants off of Krispy Kreme. Their smoky maple bacon bar-yum.) So we bought a half dozen and took them home to enjoy them.
Then Dave got up, and I got to go take a nap for about an hour. I know, I know, but for some reason, I didn't sleep well last night. Go figure-with Sutton kicking me every few minutes, shocker, right?
So, after I got up, we got dressed and went to the Everett Animal Farm park. It's a typical park with a playground, and a picnic area, but this place also has a small petting farm and offers pony rides on the weekends.
Sutton had a blast meeting all the animals.
We also spent a good amount of time on the playground, where Sutton was so excited to see other kids. He kept running around, saying "I Sutton. Wanna be my friend?" It totally broke my heart. He wants to play and hang out with other kids so badly, but we can't afford to send him to daycare, or even join playgroups. So he mostly hangs out with Dave all the time. The other day, he turned to Dave and said, "Daddy, you're my best friend." That sound you hear is my heart splitting in two.
Then we waited in line, so Sutton could ride "a horsie, not a pony!" He was very adamant that it be a horsie, not a pony. Then as they were putting the helmet on him, his little chin got pinched in the buckle and he started crying. And that quickly escalated into a full meltdown. At this time, he was very hungry and tired, so we left. After a late lunch of Five Guys burgers and fries, where he ate 2/3 of my cheeseburger AND his entire grilled cheese, he was much happier.
I have a confession to make....I have a gardening addiction. OMG, I am actually growing things! And not just weeds! LOOK!That's broccoli!! And I grew it myself! I'm also growing tons of herbs, brussels sprouts, onions and shallots, zucchini, eggplant, and so much more. Here is a picture of my garden.
That whole left side is being kept available for the tomatoes and peppers that I have waiting in the greenhouse. Nighttime temps have not gotten above 50 degrees yet, so I need to wait.
This is the inside of the greenhouse, where I have like six different types of tomatoes, three different types of peppers, and two different kinds of basil. Like I said, an addiction. But coming from AZ, where you can't really grow anything but cacti, I'm loving the fact that I can grow my own food. In fact, we're eating the broccoli as a side with dinner tomorrow night.
That's all for now. I'll try to be better about posting more frequently. Next time, I'll talk about the time we took Sutton to the community pool. Let me put this way-Sutton and I both ended up in the deep end. He jumped in (expecting it to be shallow) and I had to jump in after him. The lifeguard just watched.
More next time...