Monday, August 31, 2009

Check out these turkey vultures! I didn't even know we had any in this area of Colorado, but apparently Colorado is in it summer habitat area of North America. This group of five (four are visible in the photo- three on the pole and one on a tiny branch in the cottonwood tree) showed up Sunday evening across the street from Aimee's parents' house, and hung out for about and hour or so.
Here are Silas and Amelie at Grandpa and Grandma V.'s house Sunday evening. They are trying on a few items for our dress-up container. They were having quite the time of it (plus it was past bedtime- thus increasing the fun!).

Saturday, August 29, 2009

A Balancing Act

Here's Josiah and his daddy having a good conversation (and learning some balancing skills!).

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Bath Time!


Bathing Beauties

Monday, August 24, 2009

Carrots and a "New" Neighbor

We picked (pulled, rather) the first batch of carrots from our garden last Thursday. We planted them at the beginning of June, so they took a little over two months to grow and mature. Here's Silas washing his carrot.
Amelie was very happy about her carrot. Both kids have been very enthusiastic about helping pick from the garden. They are good at picking beans, and eager to pick the tomatoes and help with the watering. (Yes, yes- we have to water things here in the state of Colorado. Instead of getting an average of 13-15 feet of rainfall per year like Ketchikan, we get the prescribed 15 inches of a semi-arid climate.)
And here's David preparing to taste his funny little carrot! We planted Danvers Half Long carrots. Apparently this one decided to just be a quarter long, and also attempted to multiply itself.
We also got to meet a neighbor that we didn't know was living on our street. He (or she?) was strolling across the street rather quickly for a turtle. David's parents spotted the turtle first, and we all went out to meet it. It seemed to be in a hurry. Our neighbor was mowing his yard, and it apparently decided to take advantage of the open gate. He said this little guy showed up in their yard last summer, hibernated under a rock this past winter, and has continued to live happily in their yard throughout this summer. I was a bit disappointed that he already belonged to someone, as I was already picturing him out in our backyard, eating all of the bugs! I was glad he got to go back home, though.
Mr. Turtle

Sitting Up (Kind Of)

I guess if you count being wrapped and propped "sitting up," then that's what Josiah is doing here.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Oh, give thanks to the Lord...

...for He is good. He has prevented my son from making a foreign object a permanent part of his left nasal sinus cavity. He has made my son to come to me, tell me he has a nosebleed, and blow into the tissue a small plastic piece from one of his toys (probably not recommended for children under three due to a small child's propensity toward sticking things up his/her nostrils). By bringing my son to me, He has allowed me to train my son in the way he should go (to never, ever stick anything else up his nose!), and hopefully replace the foolishness in his heart with wisdom.

So, give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His love endures forever. Psalm 118:29

Now, if we can just get him to stop putting things in his mouth, like when I caught him getting ready to taste a staple today...

The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge: but fools despise wisdom and instruction. My son, hear the instruction of thy father, and forsake not the law of thy mother: for they shall be an ornament of grace unto thy head, and chains about thy neck. Proverbs 1:7-9

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

A Day in the Life of a Mom

You know your child is either going to get really sick or have a really great immune system when you're grocery shopping, and you look down to see her sitting with her mouth wrapped around the handle on the shopping cart. Bleahk!

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Raspberry Puree

I didn't have the camera with me today, so I don't have a photo of this event. Today, Silas got to pick raspberries from the patch at the back of my parents' vegetable garden. He made it out there before my mom did, and didn't really have a place to put them after he picked them (he picked more than he could eat, right away). So, if you were a three-year old boy wearing jeans and a t-shirt, where would you put them? In your pocket? Well, that's exactly what he did! I think my mom helped him empty out his nice, raspberry puree, because I just saw the stained pocket (marked by a few seeds) after the fact. :-D

Monday, August 17, 2009

Daddy's Little Helpers


Hammering for fun! This is a dead tree David cut down in his parents' back yard a month or so ago. Silas and Amelie are having fun "helping" Daddy.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Blanching Beans for Freezing

Last night I learned how to blanch beans on my own (I have done it in the past with my dear mother, however, that was several years ago!). There was never the opportunity to do so during our time in Ketchikan. I tried to grow green beans in enthusiastic naivety during our first summer there (Summer '05). I dutifully planted them in the half-barrel planters out on our back deck, tended to them carefully, and was rewarded only with small green plants (VERY small!). Bummer. Here in sunny, warm Colorado, however, it has been quite the different story, and I was almost thankful for the recent hail because I was having such a hard time keeping up with prolific plants! I am thankful for the amount we did get, though, and will be thankful if the plants put out any more, as well. So- how to blanch beans! Of course, there is already a big bag full (or bucket, or bowl, or whatever the means of transport is used to get the beans from the garden to the kitchen). By the way, I read that beans have the best flavor when picked in the cool of the morning. Funny- I've never noticed a difference. Apparently I'm no bean connoisseur. First they must be cleaned- washed of dirt, dead leaves, old blossoms, etc. They they are snapped- first the ends and then into a couple of bite-sized pieces. I attempted cutting a few into French beans, but soon decided that the effort was too much for the result, and I rather prefer the appearance of snapped beans. Once they are all cleaned and snapped, they must be boiled in water for a couple of minutes (two to three)- until they just start to slightly change color (they kind of get brighter), but remain crisp with good flavor. This stops the enzymes in them from continuing to work, thus changing flavor and texture while frozen. My second batch was more toward the "cooked" side by the time I fished them all out (I needed something larger than a big, slotted spoon!), but I guess that means I'll just cook them for less time later on. Next they must be quickly dumped into ice water. I had to have someone (someone ended up being my father-in-law- a big thanks to him!) run to the store for ice. We only had three trays in the freezer (thanks to my wonderful planning-ahead abilities), which was barely enough for the first two quarts-worth. As you can see from the picture above (with the BIG chunk of ice), I got a little , umm, shall we say, over-zealous about my ice water. My problem then was fishing ice cubes out of the beans as I put them in the colander to drain. Oh well, live and learn! They drain pretty quickly, and then I just put as many in a freezer quart bag as would reasonably fit. Squeeze all the air out and seal the bag. For an extra "A" for effort, one can stick a straw in the bag as the double zip locks are being snapped together and suck as hard as possible to get the extra air out. Now, Ziploc brand sells vacuum seal bags, but then it becomes necessary to spend more, purchasing special bags with a special vacuum port, and of course, Ziploc's handy-dandy hand-sized vacuum attachment. Being the conscientious, somewhat thrifty person that I am, I figured that one of the green straws from the silverware drawer utilized with my incredible set of lungs would do the trick. (This must be done without inhaling any beans, of course. A trip to the hospital involving a laryngoscopy to remove imbedded bean pieces from one's airways would put a bit of a damper on the whole money-saving idea behind freezing beans!) I personally found that the straw method is not incredibly effective (either that or my straw was too small). Anyway, repeat all of the above process until every bean is tucked safely away with its friends in freezer bags, label them with the date (the contents are kind of obvious, in my opinion), and tuck them away for meals later on after the garden has stopped producing.

Now, after all that, stop and think. Have you ever thought about a bean? Think about the little seed that goes into the ground at the end of spring. A little water, some nice warm sun, and voila! It's a plant! Give it a couple more weeks, some more water and sun, and voila! It's a plant loaded with more beans than you know what to do with! How's that for evidence of a creator? I don't know how anyone can explain away the process of germination, growth, and reproduction in something even as "simple" as a bean. So, we'll plant the beans, water them, keep the weeds away, pick the beans, and say, "Thank You, Lord, for making such wonderful things as beans!"

Friday, August 14, 2009

My Nose Hurts

A calf at the Cozy Cow Dairy a few miles west of us.

We spent yesterday in Brighton with my family- my sister in particular who will soon be moving out-of-state to attend grad school. The drive between Brighton and Greeley passes by some well-established bovine feed lots. Greeley used to be known for its feedlots as well, a fact marked by the odors that would often waft through the evening air. (The City of Greeley even has a complaint line for air quality!) Well, Silas has become quite aware of the various smells in the air, and often comments when we drive past the feed lots. Last night on our way home he informed me that his nose was hurting. I queried him as to what was making his nose hurt, and he informed me that it was the cows. Then he went on to state, "Mom, the cows really stink. They need a bath." Well, I guess they do!

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Adventure Bay

Adventure Bay is Greeley, CO's newest water park. We went for the family swim this evening, and had a lot of fun! David and I enjoyed an actual water slide for the very first time in over five years! We took turns and enjoyed it so much. Of course, the kids had a lot of fun as well.


Water Babies

Josiah smiling for the camera (actually he was watching the water quite avidly).

Mmmm... one of those good ol' Colorado sunsets- where you always know which way is west because of the mountains! I took this picture from the top of the water slide (I took the camera back down, of course, before taking my ride). Even the sunset gives glory to our great Creator.

A Day in the Life of a Mom

Well, life as a mom consists of lots and lots of laundry. David changed Josiah's diaper and dressed him for the day yesterday morning, and ten minutes later the little guy had a blow-out. Other moms know exactly what I'm talking about! The outfit got put to soak in some Biz water (hurray for Biz!), Josiah was redressed, and we were good to go. It also happened to be laundry day, so I figured I had gotten the best of the situation. This morning, I tried dressing Josiah in the same outfit (now clean), figuring he couldn't blow out two days in a row. He was very good in that aspect, but, he did spit up all over me a little before the kids and I left to do some errands. No problem- a new top and I was good to go. Figuring that Josiah had already spit up at home, I left his burp cloth in the car when I put him in the front carrier at the store, and we started our laps. I say laps because we went to a Super Wal-Mart. That's the place to shop when you have two toddlers and a baby in tow, and you need both grocery items, diapers, and household items. I do laps at Super Wal-Mart because even when every item on my list is put down in orderly fashion, I'll still inadvertently walk past a couple of things once or twice, requiring me to circle back to find it later. of course, I'm also reminding Silas to sit down, and sit down again, and don't smush the grapes, and that I'd rather he not build a tower in the cart with the strawberries and blueberries, and for Amelie to turn around and fold her hands and get some self-control because Silas doesn't like her putting her hands in his hair, and well, that's how it goes! It's my post-baby exercise routine. Of course, part way through our first lap, Josiah was sucking on his fingers and gagged himself. End result? He doused both of us with nice, smelly spit-up. So we finished our laps a little damp and a little smelly, and now at home my recently emptied laundry hamper is filling up quickly. Thankfully, we live in the age of electric washing machines and indoor plumbing, and so goes on the day in the life of a mom!

Amelie takes such good care of Josiah. :-)

Here's Silas riding Aimee's little car from when she was his age!
They just don't make things like they used to.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Hail

Well, we've had a great summer in regards to rain and how well the garden has done. Last night changed that all, however, when we received a pounding of hail, dropped by some severe thunderstorms that took a couple of hours to pass through. The pebble-sized hail completely covered the ground, leaving a layer lasted well into the next day. Not only did it shred our plants to bits and pieces, but it shattered one of the spotlights for the backyard.



We've had some good veggies from the garden already, and hopefully some of the bigger plants will try to recover with new leaves and such. Tomorrow morning I will go out and salvage what I can, and then we'll see what happens. It is good to be reminded of Jesus' disciples on the boat in a bad storm, and Jesus' simple command for the storm to be still. He controlled the wind and the waves then, and He still controls them now (even directing each bolt of lightening).

Our Baby

Josiah is now two months old. He is an easy-going, cheerful little guy who loves to interact with all of us, smiles easily, and coos and "talks" quite a lot. This past week he found his fists (quite a fascinating discovery, apparently!), and has started to giggle occasionally when tickled. Silas and Amelie absolutely love him. Silas frequently tells us how much he loves having a baby, and Amelie always holds his hand in the car, or anytime she lays down next to him. I was going to say that he is a blessing to our family, but I actually need to say that all three of the kids are such a blessing to our family. Here Josiah is enjoying a good chat with his Auntie Alynn.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Greeley Freight Station Museum

David, Silas & Amelie in front of part of the train diorama.

"Nasty Flats" (Wouldn't you love to live in a town with a name like that?)

"Kindly flush toilet after each use except when train is standing in station."

"Train Men Only" (or train kids, in our case)

This morning we enjoyed the Greeley Freight Station Museum, located across the road from the old train depot here in Greeley, Colorado. Inside a warehouse style metal building is the largest HO-scale train set we have ever seen. The track is set up as a portion of the Oregon, California and Eastern Railway Company (OC & E), so there are mountains, rivers, lakes, trestles, a snow shed (with over 1,700 hand-installed wood pieces), boats, cities, small towns, industrial areas, mines, etc. to take in while watching the trains. We even got to "start" a forest fire. Inside was also caboose 10583- the last operational wood caboose on the Colorado and Southern railroad. There were also many railroad relics, including various lamps, sleeping car towels, old time tables, and other railroad paraphernalia (including Frank Griswold- an extremely rare traffic signal that they turn on when a train goes by on the tracks outside the building). Much to the delight of Silas and Amelie, they also had a kids area with buttons to operate various lights, characters, and trains. To their disappointment, though, the scale models of Thomas the Tank Engine and his friends were not working. Despite that, we all enjoyed the museum immensely. (The volunteers probably enjoy it even more- there were quite a few grown men wandering about with headsets and train remotes, each responsible for a train.)

Caution - New Blogger Alert!!!


Well, here it is- the long-awaited, much-requested (and much thought-over) BAXTER BLOG!!! This way I can post all of the photos and comments for which I wouldn't necessarily send out an email. I've thought over the Facebook option (and I still am- I know that would be a great way to stay in touch with lots of wonderful people from Ketchikan and other places), so we'll see. This is an experiment in the making, so some patience may be required!!!