2. Last Friday we had M's 400 level (how do you write that out?) philosophy students over for a dinner of my mom's spinach lasagna made with the sauce that I had cooked to perfection. The students consisted of one woman who hopes to be a cloistered Carmelite nun after college, two lay philosophy students, and eight seminarians finishing out college seminary. It was a very pleasant dinner, and G and L managed to find two willing seminarians to play with them out in the backyard for most of the evening. They told us at the end of the night how much they had enjoyed playing with the girls, which is great. They left us with enough lasagna for another dinner for us, but managed to eat all of the salad, which cracks me up, because I know a few teenage male cousins who will not touch salad.
3. On last Thursday I spent the evening baking 235 cookies:
|Here we only have 229, since a few had to be sampled. Don't ask who ate 2... ;)|
4. Remember the four baby bunnies I told about in our garden a few weeks ago? Well, there is now a sole baby bunny and her (G and L insist on calling the baby a she) mother living under our shed. The mother has always lived there. I do wonder what happened to the other three, especially since two took off the moment we discovered the garden. I bet the survival rate of baby bunnies in the wild is not that high. We re-rabbit proofed our garden and since then have only seen the bunnies in our yard. The girls and I have daily viewings of little Cottontail from the breakfast nook windows:
|"Now my dear," said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning, "You may go into the fields or|
down the lane, but don't go into Dr. Spencer's garden:
|Your father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. Spencer." |
(Actually, the only rabbit I ever cooked was flambéd.)
|Only a mom would allow this many on her kitchen table...|
7. Another thing I finally did this morning was get out the summer clothes for F. The poor kid has been stuck in long sleeves during this nice warm week (which also means she did not get sunburned like her sisters did...woops). As I went through them I became extremely nostalgic for toddler G; I think I will always associate the 18 month girl clothes with G's toddler hood.
Anyway, that's it for now. Have a great Memorial Day weekend, whatever you choose to grill... :)
Linking up with Jen and her Conversion Diary.