First Father’s Day

I had big plans for Father’s Day. Most of them dreamed up while nursed in the middle of the night. I really want Father’s Day to be a “big deal” in our house, especially since Gary’s birthday is on Christmas day, and he is a twin. (So in other words it would be nice to have a day that is just about him.) I imagined a lovely picnic with all sorts of treats and hand-made goodies. But there were a few logistical problems in getting ready for this first Father’s Day, namely the baby!

But we managed to get our cards made, and I was pretty pleased about that since we had to snatch moments here and there.

I made a onesie for Ruth to wear. I was hoping to do a nicely decorated onesie but the fabric markers let me down so I had to just stick with something simple. Still, it gets the message across!

And then this morning Ruth and I ran out to pick up some chocolate croissants for breakfast. Ruth was cooperative, though as soon as we returned she began to be a bit vocal: forget Daddy’s breakfast, what about MINE??  (second breakfast, that is!)

Daddy  had to make the coffee and clean up all the breakfast things while Ruth had yet ANOTHER snack. But hey, I guess that’s fatherhood! Anyway, we hope he knows we love him!

 

New Ground

(Yes, I’m still alive. Post are few and far between, I know!)

 

The plot from the bathroom window.

There has been a lot going on this spring and it has made getting a vegetable garden going at Good Cheer a little tricky! The ground was plowed for us (incidentally, on the day Ruth was born!) but we couldn’t find anybody to till it. And of course, we were unable to get to it right away. We had a big garden planned, and I had researched rotation schedules and all that, but in the end we had to just make do. Gary valiantly hacked away at the ground until there was a plot decent enough for us to plant in and then we bought some transplants. I really had very little to do with any of it, as I was otherwise occupied, but one day, when I can put the baby in, I look forward to getting “stuck in”.

So it was not the grand start we had in mind but it’s a start nonetheless. These are our first scratchings in the earth where in years to come we hope to see a large, productive garden.