If food is still the way to a man’s heart, then I’ve won Cameron’s love for a while! I made five pounds of meatballs today. They’re gluten-free, too. Not on purpose. I forgot the bread crumbs! My kids still gobbled them up, so the meatballs must have tasted okay.
I also made granola. A double batch! I’m sure it won’t last very long. *Sigh…* I’m fasting from my beloved quaker oat squares (probably not forever — I love them too much!), and needed a yummy, healthy, breakfast substitute. Derek and Kirstyn in particular love granola, so I’ve won their hearts too! What will I do with all the love?
My laundry got washed four times! Yesterday, I hung out the last load of Kirstyn’s throw up bedding. Wait, unless you think I’m industrious, Kirstyn threw up three nights ago. (Note to self: Never let Kirstyn eat five pieces of bacon at supper!) So the laundry got washed once in my washer. Then it got rained on last night. (See? I was lazy and left it on the line.) Once the laundry was almost dry this morning, Cameron soaked it with a garden hose. It was almost dry again when the sky opened up and the rain came back down! Cory and I giggled as we ripped laundry off the line and scooped clothespins up. How could I be upset, when we’ve been praying for rain all summer? Rain last night and this afternoon? God is so good.
Cameron found a huge mud puddle once the rain storm ended! He and Cory smeared handfuls of mud all over Pappy’s red minivan, so tomorrow we have a clean-up project.