May 2013 Update

I know, I know.  It's almost the end of May.  Where's the spontaneity of a mid-month update?  Where's the disorganized rambling that we've come to know and expect from the Laura-chick?  Well.  Don't worry.  The pictures will explain why...

School project of my Indian Princess.  

An astronaut helmet.  

She needed to wear it to do homework.

Whatever.  

She likes science.  

I'm happy.

Inter-school track meet with other Christian school around the area.

I'm so glad they make the effort to do stuff like this.

Yes.  She competed wearing a Dora necklace.

You'll understand if you have girls.

Notice a similar head-tilt in all of My Littlest Girl's pictures?

She has a look she's perfecting.

This was at her kindergarten graduation program. 

Which we were almost late for. 

Because we were at her dance dress rehearsal.

That we cut out early for.  

(Forgive my poor grammar.  It's a blog, dang it.  Not a college entry exam.)

My Indian Princess is hidden in this picture, too.

Can you find her?

Clearly she's nervous about her dance recital.

This one skateboards, skis, rides bikes, climbs trees, ziplines, rock climbs, pogo sticks(?), etc.

How did she hurt it?

In our living room.

School project.

It's an umbrella.

I tried to wait until she left the room before I giggled.

Is that mean?

The last day of school.

Do they look different from their first day?

My heart.

Coming soon.  June 2013 update.

Spoiler:  We get a dog!!

Cherries

I pitted and dried/froze 24 pounds of cherries today.  In the process, three things were made clear to me:

1)  Cherries deteriorate quickly once the pit has been removed from the fruit.  I'm sure there's a deep metaphorical story I could extrapolate, but I'm too covered in cherry juice to find it.

2)  In ranking all the tools for cherry pitting, the pitting tool is #1, my fingernails are #2, and a paperclip is #3.  Only because I am not coordinated enough to use a paperclip.  And as long as my fingernails don't bend backwards digging in.  Which happened.
A few times.
No, that's not blood.
That's cherry juice.
Really.

3)  There was a huge amount of twin cherries in my haul.  I was really surprised at all the fully grown twins and the cherries with one large fruit and one withered fruit attached to it.  Again.  I'm sure there's deep meaning in that somewhere.  See above.

But this cherry has them all beat:

It's a triplet.  Like the three pound chicken breasts at Sam's Club, I'm sure this phenomenon is completely normal and natural.  No genetic mutations at all.

The good news is, I only have 16 pounds more to go.

May Update

I might be posting more.  In a little while.  But this is the week we all brace ourselves for.  The one where we are supposed to be at three places at the same time.
So I will take pictures and show them to you later.
In the meantime, we'll be at a kindergarten graduation, a high school graduation, a dress rehearsal, a dance recital, a BBQ, and a school anniversary party.  All in the next two days.
Have a great weekend!

Work

It's not the work I do
That gives me value.
It's that I do the work.