Ok, I have an odd obsession with blueberries. We went and picked 10.44 pounds on Saturday. I cam home and made jam, daiquiris, and scones:


Aren't they pretty. Well, if one mistakingly uses baking soda instead of baking powder, they taste A.W.F.U.L. They were so pretty that I decided to put some on a plate to take to Carter's teachers and to Kevin at work. Thank goodness, I tasted them first!

I made another batch from a Bisquik recipe. They were ok. I will try the original recipe with the correct ingredients next.

Today, I went back to the farm with a friend and her two sons. I got over 6 pounds today,
so I froze what was left of Saturday's. Here are a few:

I made more daiquiris tonight



And Carter chowed down on them until he decided they would be more fun to throw on the floor:

I didn't think he would eat any, but he was pulling them out of a bowl on the counter while Kevin was holding him. He ate quite a few handfuls.

Carter had his 15 month appointment last Monday. Nothing too exciting. He has dropped into the 75 percentile for his size. The pediatrician did recommend I buy Carter a potty, so he could get used to it. I had it in our bathroom, but Carter thought it would be better to drag it around the house. Unfortunately, as I was trying to get a picture of Carter with his face flat down in it, he got up.


Other exciting revelations of the week include Carter getting in Kevin's shower, smashing his face against the shower door and screaming. Again, I can never time it right with the video camera. This activity has also transferred to the oven door. I think it's much funnier when I can watch from the opposite side.


On Saturday, we went to pick blueberries and had a great time. At first, Carter spit out any berries, I gave him. Once he ate some dirt and sticks, he decided he liked the berries. he seemed to enjoy himself and enjoy running up and down the rows and into the bushes. To stick to the theme of this post, I forgot to take my camera with me. We ended up with almost 10 1/2 pounds of berries. I made freezer jam last night, ( I will try it tonight before I offer any to anyone.) and I want to make scones tonight. I had so much fun that I talked a friend into going with me on Wednesday morning. I will have lots of berries in the freezer. The possibilities are endless.....blueberry daiquiris, blueberry cobbler, blueberry pie........

I just added a bunch of pictures to Flickr. Click on it on the right.

The pools in the Woodlands are awesome. Carter absolutely loved them. they have a zero entry pool with a giant play structure in the middle. Every few minutes a giant bucket drops and splashes everyone. Poppa enjoyed hanging out with Carter in the pool. My little dare devil also had a good time walking along the drains in the deep area. He seems to be fearless in the water. He didn't even cry when he fell in and couldn't stand back up.


With Uncle Darren:

With Poppa under the water:

Carter loved hanging out at Aunt Alana's. He thought Roux was fun to watch and enjoyed playing with all the toys.

We let Carter and Zoe bathe together. She enjoyed helping to clean her "little" cousin.

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We took the babies to get barbeque at Rudy's the first night we were the Ansleys. They got a long rather well.

Carter and I are having a great time in Houston with my family. We got here on Thursday afternoon after an excruciating flight. I tried to not let Carter nap before and gave him Benadryl thinking I could knock him out for the flight....yeah right. He refused to give in to a nap. Luckily, he didn't have diarrhea on the flight, so one of fears didn't happen. At first, Carter and Zoe didn't want much to do with each other, but as time goes, they interact more and more. Zach got here on Friday with my parents. Carter loves Zach! He also loves Poppa and is very attached to him. We have been to the pool two nights in a row and went to see fireworks last night. I'll post some pics once I get a chance to upload them.

I think I have a prodigy on my hands. Carter seems to have hit the terrible twos rather early. He is VERY rough. He loves to hit us in the face, kick us when we are changing him, or refuse to sit still to get dressed or brush his teeth. He loves phones, so I found some of our old cell phones, charged them, and made sure they weren't called anyone before I gave them to him. He loves to throw them at us. Last night, he smacked Kevin in the face with one. When we tell him "no," he hits the air and grunts. I am worried that I'm going to have the bad kid that no one wants to have around. Hopefully it's just a phase and will pass quickly.

We went to Reedy River Falls Park in Greenville. It is amazing they have such a nice park right in the middle of downtown:

June 29, 2002




and seven years later......

My parents wanted to go to Clemson, and I didn't mind. I hadn't been up there since I was pregnant with Carter.

Carter took a nap on the way up.

Our first stop was Pot Belly Deli for lunch. I had to have a Home on the Ranch and Zaps.

After, we parked downtown and went to the shops. We made sure Carter got a new T-shirt. I also picked up some Father's Day gifts. After, we walked to campus to show my parents our bricks. Here are a few pics from President's Park:

After, we headed over to Carillon Gardens and back to the car. It was HOT.


We made a quick stop at the Botanical Gardens before heading to Greenville.

Hmmm, where do I begin. I feel like I haven't had much of a break yet. As soon as I returned from DC, I worked the following Monday and Tuesday, I cleaned the house and my parents came in on Wednesday, I gave blood on Thursday, and we went to Clemson and Greenville on Friday. It was a busy week.

Carter also developed a "loose stool" problem. I had forgotten that he had woken up very messy right before I left for DC. Well, I got a call on Tuesday to tell me he had poop from one end of his classroom to another. I took him to the doctor that afternoon. She seemed to think it was too much juice and told me to just give him soy milk and water. The poop continued. From Friday to Monday, we adhered to a rather strict BRAT diet. I even kept him home on Monday to make sure he wasn't eating anything he shouldn't. When he was still poopy on Tuesday, I called the doctor and took him back on Wednesday. In doing some blood work, we determined it's jusgt a lingering virus. I also brought them a diaper to culture. (Hmm, isn't this a pleasent post?) We haven't gotten the results of the culture. Carter is only pooping once a day, but it is rather scary when he does.

Happy Father's Day:

The week after school got out, we left for our extended year field study. We took 61 rising 8th graders and 8 adults to Williamsburg and Washington, DC.

We started off our trip in Jamestown.

From there, we went to Williamsburg for dinner and a tour the following morning.

That afternoon, we headed over to Busch Gardens, and the following morning, we woke up and headed straight to the Capitol.

After, we went to the Air and Space Museum. While eating lunch, our principal called us to tell us she was getting many phone calls from parents because they had heard about the shooting at the Holocaust Memorial. That was the first we heard of it. We had every student call their parents to let them know we were ok. The crazy thing is that we would have been there that day had we not had to make some last minute adjustments to our itinerary. Due to reports of car bombs, our buses drove right past us waiting for them when we were done at the museums. One bus made it back, but the bus driver for my bus got lost. We ended up waiting for an hour and 45 minutes. We finally found out our bus was one street over, so we ran to it. Once on it, we were side-swiped and lost a mirror. That was the craziest day of the trip. We finally made it to our hotel and to th eKennedy center for dinner and a performance of "Sheer Madness." The play was hilarious. I would love to see it again.


The next day, we did our memorial and monument walk in the morning.


From there, we went to Mt. Vernon for the afternoon. That evening, we ate at the Hard Rock Cafe and went to more monuments at night.

Friday morning FINALLY came. We packed up the bus and headed to Arlington. There, we had a few students lay a wreath at the tomb of the unknown soldier.

We were exhausted.

We boarded the bus for an uneventful trip home.

Carter enjoys rearranging the kitchen and playing in my plastic. I feel like I can never keep up with him!

His Dad has started calling him "Young Picasso" for his brilliant masterpieces:

Yes, we are still alive. Last week was very busy with 61 7th graders in Washington DC. I spent the weekend catching up around here. Now, I am off to work today through Wednesday. It will be work I enjoy (at least, I hope to). Don't give up on me. I will be posting soon....PROMISE.