To Market, To Market To Buy a Fat Hog

19 07 2009

Home again, home again, jiggety jog!

I used to say that whenever we’d get home, but then Zack said, “Mom, I really hate it when you say that.” So I stopped.

Except sometimes I forget and still say it.

We went to the Rexburg Farmers’ Market on Friday. This is the first year it’s been in operation, and I was impressed with the turnout and the wares for sale. We got some Kettle Corn from Dave and Lisa and some fantastic gingersnaps from Sarah. Just to prove we aren’t nepotists, we also got some corn on the cob. I didn’t have my camera out too much because I was stroller pushing and kid wrangling with my mom, but I did think this a novel approach to butter application:


Please join me in adopting paintbrushes at your dinner table. We love butter at our house.

I also let each of the kids choose a treat, but then I made them not eat it because we hadn’t had dinner yet. So evil.

Zack chose a caramel apple . . . that cost $3. (I’m pretty sure I bought a caramel apple at Disneyland and it was only $2.50. But, hey, apparently some suckers will pay that much.)

The girls chose these:


Cupcake kabobs. There’s your next party idea, eh?

Just as we were leaving, I saw a guy drawing caricatures. I thought, “That would be so fun to get pictures drawn of my kids!” He had a couple of examples that looked pretty good, so I made my kids sit for him (with visions of their treats harassing them on every side). 


After he started drawing, I realized that sure, the examples looked good, but I didn’t know what the original subjects looked like. (Zack had his teeth like that the whole time, so the final picture has buck teeth.)

Here’s how they ended up:



Not bad, although I think he may have been a university student who has had most of his practice drawing other university students as models, since all of my kids look older in their portrait than they do in real life. Seriously, check out Eden. She’s been age-progressed 10 years! She looks beautiful, of course, but it’s scary. Let me enjoy year seven, please.

If you’re interested in checking out the market, it’s on Fridays from 4-8pm next to the Tabernacle. Bring your own napkin or you’ll have butter dripping down your chin.

Poor, Neglected Blog

17 07 2009


I’m a slacker.

Things have  been coming at me pretty fast lately. I kind of feel like one of those jugglers who is going along with six bowling pins just fine, and then the guy  on the other side of the stage (who is undoubtedly smirking) starts throwing eggs and fire sticks into the mix. I’m not panicking (yet), but I am getting to the point where I want to call out to that throwing guy, “Hey! I’m good. You don’t need to throw anything else at me.”

I’ve been thinking a lot about all the great responses to my “Enough” post, and I’ve been working on a follow-up post in my head. I’ve also got lots of pictures to upload. I am currently relaxing in my favorite vacation spot in Idaho, so look for some fresh, new material coming soon.


But right now I need to get my girls out of the tub and put my boys in. Messy, these vacations. So, I’ll talk to you later. Thanks for understanding.

We Have a Winner!

2 07 2009

I know I’m a day late (it’s summertime–can I use that as an excuse?), but the winner of my book give away–chosen randomly by the birthday boy–is the lovely and talented . . .


Congratulations! I can mail it to you or swing it by your parents’ house if you’ll be there anytime soon. Leave a comment and let me know.

For the rest of you: thanks for playing. I’m in the process of slimming down my bookshelves, so keep an eye out for more book raffles in the future.