Sunday, May 31, 2009
I've been doing more gardening this weekend. The peas sown are coming up, as are the potatoes and the radishes. I added basil plants to the tomato containers and planted a herb container as well (oregano, sage, thyme and a different type of basil). I added some zuccini and cauliflower to the vegetable plot as an experiment. I also planted some sweet peas along the fence - hopefully we get lots of flowers and the leaves will help hide the fence! The clematis D (and T) gave me is blooming well and spreading nicely.
I hope we get some success with the vegetables - I'm afraid the location of the plot is not the best and contemplated yesterday the idea of creating raised beds in the sunny part of the patio. It would be a lot of work and I need to convince D that it would be a good idea.
Friday, May 29, 2009
We took all the boys to the Cotswold Wildlife Park - the day was cloudy and overcast when we left but sunny and hot by the time we reached the park. We looked around at the tortoises, camels (shedding coats in bizarre patterns), zebras, rhino, lions, leopard, mongoose, ostrich, emus, owls, falcons, kestrels, monkeys and then went into the walled garden where the penquins and otters and various birds live. T loved the penquins (pink ones) and wanted to climb into the enclosure.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
This morning he wanted to take "his" suitcase to preschool this morning. I think he's a bit out of his comfort zone, what with getting ready to go to the farm on the airplane and getting to wear PJ's to school today and tomorrow for PJ's days.
And it seems that he talked D into buying me a clematis. I had to dig out the non-producing kiwi vine to put the clematis into the bed (and that sucker had roots that went down for miles and wrecked one trowel!)
We had a lovely day playing in the sandbox, having tea with Auntie K but in a fit of pique over a mummy rule late in the day, I did get "I don't want to be your friend anymore" from T, twice but I got a big hug before bedtime. Ah - life with a 3 year old.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
T "reading" the recipe while the zuccini cooked.
The finished dish - yummy!
Well, after T went to bed it was my turn to try a new recipe - Ricotta gnocci -
15oz tub of light ricotta, drained for about 20 minutes
salt, pepper, sage, garlic, an egg all mixed together
flour - 1/4 cup at a time until the dough holds together (I used 1 1/4 c) - try a ball of dough in boiling water to see if it holds together. If not, add more flour.
Roll into 1" diameter logs and cut into 1" long pieces and indent with a fork.
Drop into boiling water and cook until the gnocci float to the top. Drain and serve with your favorite sauce.
I cheated and used jarred Arribiata sauce with added onion, mushrooms, spinach and mozarella. It was yummy!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
D is surprised and pleased with my new found interest in the garden. It is all down to reading "Animal, Vegetable, Miracle" which K gave me for Christmas.
Last weekend, in addition to the planting, we all took a stab at decreasing the dandelion forest that had popped up on the side path. T calls them sunflowers!
T was also fascinated by all the bugs we uncovered. The snails, slugs, beetles and worms. He was right into getting dirty and looking for snails and worms! Just hope he displays the same enthusiasm for the radishes, potatoes, beans, tomatoes and peas we harvest (hopefully!).
Monday, May 4, 2009
All the articles and books you read say you must teach a child about their body, using the correct terminology and not use nicknames for things. So a conversation overheard between my husband and son:
D: When you are a big boy, you go pee and poo on the toilet.
T: I wearing my underpants now. (His "Cars" underpants that we chose together at the store)
The pee pee comes down my penis and goes into my underpants.
D: Well, when the pee pee comes down, you can go to the toilet and the pee pee can go in the toilet.
T is unimpressed with everything we have tried so far - will go on the toilet when it suits him, especially when the bribes are good (ie chocolate eggs, gummy bears)
A few nights ago, T decided to wear his "Cars" underpants to bed and could not be persuaded into a diaper. We reminded him that he would have to get up and go pee in the toilet because he was wearing underpants. Of course, in the middle of the night, he woke up screaming for mummy - he was soaking wet, the bed was soaking wet and his blankie was soaking wet. I managed to change him top to bottom and he came to sleep with us. The problem was his wet blankie which he refused to give up - so D and I were trying to keep most of it out of our bed and still allow T to go to sleep with a tiny corner of it.
We're also trying to teach T to be more adventureous with food. He won't eat anything he doesn't like, not even try a bite which is very limiting (no meat, few vegetables, no potatoes, rice, pasta) so lately we've been trying bribes - if you eat some of your dinner, you can have ice cream for dessert. No dinner, no ice cream. So Saturday, he didn't eat dinner. D did so he got ice cream with chocolate sauce. T got down from the table and ran around for a bit but finally couldn't take it anymore and sidled up to D and said "you can give me a taste". He didn't get mad when we kept going over the rule but he got creative. He opened his mouth wide and said "my mouth is open, you can put the ice cream in". He did it again last night when he didn't eat his dinner (don't like it!) which prompts the same response "you didn't even try it". He didn't hover around the ice cream for as long but opened his mouth wide and brought our attention to it. D and I were laughing so hard while trying not to show it to T!