Thursday, November 28, 2013

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! We are just about to head over to Joanie's house for the big feast. Wayne is heating up his latest delicacy, "Squirrel Stew" and I am transferring my sweet potatoes cooked in applesauce to a serving dish and then we'll be on our way.

Yesterday, Heather and Cole also made these turkey treats.  If you can spot one with the head on upside down, you'll know that it's one of Cole's.
If we're not seeing you today, we are thinking of you anyway, and hoping that you are having a wonderful time, wherever you are.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

Deer Camp

This morning Wayne set off for his first weekend at deer camp.
 The tradition continues.
(I believe the jacket and pants used to belong to Calvin. I wonder if the hat was Grampie's) 

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Spectacles

Have you heard the news? Cole recently acquired glasses.  When we went to pick them out, the first thing he said to the lady was, "Where are the ones the smart kids wear?"  We think he looks like Jacob.
 And he is smart, so he needs that smart kid style. He got straight A's on his report card, except for art in which he only got a B+. His classroom teacher says he is really very strong in math. Her only complaint with him is when he raises his hand to answer a question and answers in an alien voice, or when it's his turn to lead the morning greeting and he does it the secret language that only he and the other boys in the class know how to speak.

This is the opening weekend of deer season, so Wes is away. The kids and I spent part of the afternoon trying to make homemade peppermint patties for a CCD (Catholic "Sunday School") bake sale. There is a funny website called Craft Fail which features craft projects gone miserably wrong. Well, these peppermint patties were our bake sale "bake fail."
 The recipe seemed so easy on paper. Just mix 6 cups powdered sugar with a can of sweetened condensed milk and a bit of peppermint extract. Roll into balls and flatten to a disk and chill. That all went pretty well, but a lot of trouble started when it was time to dip those into the melted chocolate. As soon as the white center hit the warm chocolate, it just immediately began to melt into it. The whole project became a melted chocolate nightmare.  If CCD manages to raise enough money to get a new laptop, it won't have anything to do with me or my peppermint patties.
They taste better than they look.