Pondering Ponteuf

The end is near.....

Don't worry yourselves,I am not being all despondent about the current state of our economy and such.(I save that for off line!!)

I am talking about my favorite sunday morning routine of meandering around the local farmer's market,bringing home a great haul

 and cooking my brood a tasty lunch.

My bunch are a picky lot though.I have to prepare my dishes behind closed doors.My dear Italian husband despises the texture of tomatoes and had he seen the work in progress of the soup,he would have promptly gagged and ran!Actually,picky is an understatement about my husband's culinary likes.It's a bloody good job that he isn't a pain in my derriere in many other areas!LOL

The soup was from here YUM which I found thanks to Honeyflake's blog.I replaced the cloves with a dash of nutmeg as I prefer nutmeg myself.Broccoli,cheese and bread were from the farmer's market.

Ollie is the only one who seems to have inherited my love of different foods (not that grilled cheese and tomato soup is different but anyway.....)

After plenty of extra pulsing we had our basil just right

He helped my grind and blend eight bunches of basil into enough pesto to last us until it begins to sprout next year.It has been cubed and bagged and is sitting in the freezer just waiting to be devoured.

Throw in LOTS of yummy cheese

A dash of lemon and you are good to go:0)

Next week is the last farmer's market until next June.My little arms are going to be over flowing with as much produce as I can get my hands on to freeze so that we can get little bursts of summer throughout the chilly months.

Be sure to support your local farms and businesses.By doing so,we help them and help ourselves by knowing exactly what is going into our foods and where it came from.These days,what with tainted milk in China and all of the other food scares that are constantly cropping up on our news pages,it is the least we can do to protect ourselves and those we love.

p.s I apologize for the lots of bolded text.I am still getting use to this new typepad and I can't figure out how to turn it off!!!LOL

FOUR!

Now you are four and a baby no more.

Dearest Griffin.My tender hearted little man.What a special soul you are.You have time for everyone and will go out of your way to make someone feel better if they are sad.You will trade toys with Ol for the umpteenth time with out so much as a sigh and you will always tell Mummy that you love her at least three times a day.I cannot believe that you are four already.Today you cried because you wanted to go to school and there was no school today.We drew on the chalk boards from Gee gee and had a floor picnic instead because it is pouring outside.That made you happy.It doesn't take much,you are easily pleased.I am a very lucky lady to have you in my life.Thank you.

If Mummy ever lets you go,you will make someone a very happy person when you are a grown man.

Gone are the tantrums (well most of them)

And after much nagging on your part,also gone is your hair.

This was a sad sad day for Mummy!!

Happy four my sweet.

Mummy loves you.

Always

xxx

Now you are six..

This is a little late in the posting I know.What with this and that coming up all too often over the summer,my blog entries and shop keeping fell to the wayside.Hopefully now that things have been sorted,sifted and rearranged,life can get back to normal and we can restore the rhythm to our days.So here goes:0)

My dearest Isabella.
How you rock my world!!!!
The day you were born,
July 27th 2002,little did I know just how life would change,for the better of course:0)

This is you,sleeping with Papa on the hospital cot just a few hours old.Mummy was told off for being out of bed to take this picture but I just couldn't resist.
here you are now

Just look how you have grown.I am so proud of you my sweet girl.
That's not to say that you don't drive me bonkers on a daily basis,you just make up for it with the many endearing traits that you have.You are so full of life and fun,you seize every minute of every day with both hands and shake it until of every last drop of goodness and magic has been had.Don't ever lose this wonderful part of your character my sweet.Don't let anyone break your spirit.
You are perfect.Just the way you are.

This is one of Mummy's favorite pictures of you from the day but Daddy says that it looks like one of the boys hit you in the eye!LOL!!

Mummy loves you.

Always. xxx