Happy Fathers Day

All About my Daddy
answers by Cece:

my daddy's name is: Andrew & Andy & Daddy.
my dad is: 32 years old
his hair is: brown and his eyes are: brown
my dad's favorite food is: "letters" (to which i said letters?) and she said "no.... um. MEAT!"
daddy's favorite color is: brown
my dad likes to wear: yellow
my dad's job is: painting
he loves to eat: meat & meat
he's smart because he knows: more meat
my dad works hard at: work
daddy always tells me: ooooooooooooooohhhhhhh (rofl, which is the noise you make when someone get's 'burned')
i'm happy when daddy: he puts ruby and me in the middle
i love my daddy because: i'm love him!

Thanks for everything, daddy pig. i'm glad you're my partner in crime i mean parenting.

Garden watch: fruits

Not much to report, it's been rain rain raining all the time lately. Monday we had some sunshine so I moved the strawberry plants I had in a pot over to the official gardening area. It was a long overdue move judging by number of plants I got.

A could of weeks ago I impulsively picked up a blueberry bush, do that's in the ground too. I've also got a raspberry plant (bush?) in a container- that's getting rather unwieldy and, as it turns out raspberry bushes are covered in crazy spikes, so I'm not quite sure what I am going to do with that, but for now it looks like its getting some fruit! So that's exciting.

Hopefully the sun peeks out of the clouds and the veggies start peeking out of the dirt!

and butterflies.

we've been having quite the conversation this morning.

"cece what should we do today?"
"um. JUMP. ON THE COUCH!!!!"
"haha. ok. that's something."
"and... rake outside!!"
"oh! that's a good idea, but it's raining today."
"oh no!"
"it's ok, it's good for our seeds."
"yes. and the trees. and erin & mark's trees. and neighbors trees."

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she's playing this gingerbread cookie app on the ipad right now, and she always picks circles for the cookie's eyes, nose & buttons. so i asked her if circles were her favorite. and she said "yes. and butterflies."

<3

The seeds are in!!

Well that was a challenge. The smallest helper quite hated gardening. Especially since the blanket I picked was too small & she fell on her face in the dirt. Poor kid. Lucky for everyone, uncle Matt was home & came out to keep Ruby Rubes company.

Cece helped me dig some holes & plant all the seeds. Should be interesting to see where carrots grow besides the rows ;). I'm also thinking I might get some short fencing to make it clearer where the garden is.

We didn't quite follow my carefully measured map, so perhaps the fencing would have been a good place to start. ;). It's pretty close though, and it's promising to be damp for the next few days at least, so I'm cautiously optimistic we might get some plants!!

Intentions. I have them.

We ARE planting a small veggie garden this year. And I hope to blog about it. Since this blog is frequently neglected despite my intentions.

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(the before)

So 2 weeks ago Cece & I started our peas, watermelons & zucchini seeds in little starter thingies.

Last weekend we had a friends & family flash mob help us renovate the back yard. Conveniently the weather was weird this week & ce & I didn't get to plant our seeds in the ground because it's gone down to freezing this weekend!

The only things that sprouted, anyways, were the peas. And I lost the carrots. So today at lowes we bought some more seeds. Monday we'll get our dig on and hope for better luck.

I made the trellis out of some extra chain link fence that I spray painted. Some of it chipped off putting it all together, but hopefully it holds up to the peas. :).

I'm also working on some signs, but that is slow going with small helpers.

So that's that- I hope to be posting pictures of our gardens progress a lot this spring & summer!!

Be careful neighbors

Sitting, looking out the window watching the neighbors house get a new roof Cece is quietly giving them a pep talk:
Neighbors go up up up! Be careful neighbors. Neighbors go down down down. Neighbors don't fall.

Ceceisms

This is my work computer mumma, don't touch it mumma!

(computer pronounced dwapata)