These days, I am working on an important project,
tending the greens seedlings and wondering if I can get them off to a healthy enough and not-so-leggy start to go into the (as yet unbuilt) hoop house and have a fighting chance of making it through colder days ahead,
(though surely they'll make it if Claire keeps blessing them with a gentle, gentle pat and telling them to "grow, grow, GROW!")
enjoying the apples and pears (in the forms of spiced pear cardamom butter, apple raisin chutney and roasted apple butter),
and very much enjoying the pleasure she is now taking in slightly longer picture books, and the way she is (usually) very respectful of her (and the library's) books.
And I am always loving those little feet. Always.
Baby toes are my most favorite! I used to kiss my kids' feet when they were that age. :) Happy Thanksgiving to Little Miss Claire, her Papa and her sweet Mama! Love you all!
ReplyDeleteSeriously, I kiss those feet ALL the time! I can't help it. Happy Thanksgiving to you, too Jennifer~ sending love to Tennessee from NC!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your kind message on my blog Amanda. I am glad we met~ It's always nice to meet a kindred spirit!
ReplyDeleteThat stocking is precious! How wonderful that you are making it..love that! ~ Barefoot mama
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