Wednesday, August 31, 2011

weather, garden, nearly back to school time

Only one more week until Ellis goes back to school. Thank goodness because everyone's getting pretty testy and bored of playground and library trips. Today we ventured a bit further afield: into the Green Mountains to visit the Birds of Vermont Museum. It was a small, but interesting museum composed largely of wooden birds carved by a man who chose this as a "retirement project". The museum had a very friendly curator and some interesting interactive aspects including a bar code scanner that you can carry around with you to hear the sounds of the different birds you see, little bean bags weighted to match different birds' weights, and a viewing window/ microphone to observe live birds. We also discovered that Ellis loves scavenger hunts.

Unlike many places in Vermont, we were fortunate not to suffer any damage from the visit of the remains of Hurricane Irene. Our power company had warned of possible outages, so we made sure our candles and flashlights were ready, stocked up on bread and milk, and ran some extra water into buckets. We tried to explain to Ellis that we'd use the water so we could flush the toilet even if we didn't have power. I think a bit of this was lost on him, though, because he later stated that, if we didn't have electricity but we wanted to watch a movie, we could just use the water to power the TV. If only.

We did get strong winds and lots of rain, which pushed our already sagging tomato plants closer to the ground. They've already started dying, so it's the typical end of summer race between the tomatoes ripening and the plant totally crapping out. Trey helped me get a batch of tomato sauce canned this week. This is the first time we used the pressure canner, which should be safer for lower acid foods (such as "mixed tomato products"). However, this was used canner that Mom sent us last year, and the helpful extension site informed us that we should definitely test the gauge on all pressure canners. Did we do that? No. So that will give me botulism to worry about this winter. Whee!

Also, the devil's edamame plants were knocked over. I call them this because they seem to be the most spiteful plants in the garden. They grew preposterously large and shaded everything around them. And, throughout the summer, we couldn't find a single bloom. About 2 weeks ago I got so angry I was ready to rip them out when what did I see? Loads of tiny white blooms. After the storm, I found the rest of the garden looking fairly good, but the edamame was lying on my tiny spinach plants. Again today, I was ready to rip them out since it didn't seem possible that we'd get any soybeans before it turned cold. And, you guessed it, teeny tiny little pods had appeared.

We did pull out the corn stalks and feed them to our compost pile. As we did so, Ellis (mostly whining about how bored he was) and I were chatting about our experiment growing sweet corn this year. He's been pretty interested in how the ears developed and about a month ago we watched a short you tube video on the topic. Today, Ellis suggested that since our corn grew well, we should try growing popcorn next year. I said that would be fine, but then Ellis informed that we'd have to use bags. I asked him if he meant plastic bags to collect the popcorn kernels, since we'd frozen some sweet corn in Ziplocs. Exasperated, he informed me, that no, we needed to paper bags to keep out the pollen. He was warning me that we'd need to cover the ears to prevent cross-pollination! At least someone around here is thinking ahead.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

up the mountain

On Thursday, we decided to pack everyone up (including the visiting Grandpa Hank) and take a hike up Stowe Pinnacle. It's actually a fairly short hike, but fairly steep so it's a little tricky with little ones in tow. We hiked this once before and Ellis was a trooper though he had to be carried at some points. I was also eager to see whether it was worse hiking it four and half months pregnant or with a hulking toddler on my back. It was worse last time, I think. But it's not a truly fair comparison because Trey vastly underestimated the hike and we were short of both food (at lunch time! I am still indignant) and water. Also, this time, Trey carried Maddox for the first half up and all the way down. However, I did have to "manage" Ellis on the way down. This included holding his hand down the many steep spots (and he really tugs), keeping up his tiny spirits, and supplying him with "chocolate bursts" (1-2 chocolate chips to power him through the tough spots in the trail). He was fairly enthusiastic on the way up, but getting pretty tired on the way down. When we reached the summit, he announced that it "smells like flowers and popsicles." Hmm. And now, pictures...

Early in the hike, still on flat ground and in good spirits:
A quick snack stop:
A particularly explosive chocolate burst (that sounds like of gross, actually):
The top, at last:

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

because because because

  • Why must Ellis wash his hands in only one of two ways: not at all or up-to-the-elbows-each-of-the-four-finger-surfaces-seven-times-my-next-stop-is-the-OR thoroughly?
  • Why did our insurance company send us a questionnaire to determine whether a trip to the ER might qualify for a worker's comp claim (despite the patient being 11 months old at the time of treatment)?
  • Why are "skinny" cords even available for 5 year old boys (not slim fit for boys that happen to be thinner, but "skinny" cut)?
  • Why did Maddox have to discover a forgotten bottle of flea shampoo in the bathroom and hose down both the carpet and his own hair?

Sunday, August 07, 2011

kempo!

I see I haven't posted for a while, partially due to being lucky enough to have some visitors this week. So here are a couple of (not particularly riveting) videos of Ellis at karate. His class size seems to vary anywhere between 3 and 8 kids, and yesterday he was the only on there so he essentially had a private lesson. He's pretty excited because he also now has a yellow stripe and an orange stripe on his little white belt. I really have no idea what precisely these stripes signify, but he seems happy and the lessons have definitely improved his balance and coordination.