In the eleven plus years I've been living here this is the nicest May I can remember. The days are warm enough to lure us to dip our toes in the pool, though thus far only my boys have been brave enough to jump all the way in. I'm getting there. The nights are flawless little pockets of time and each feels like an inestimable gift in the face of the coming heat. They're barely cool and perfect for unhurried walks around the neighborhood, sunset dinners in our courtyard and sleeping with our windows thrown open.
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He thinks he can use a knife by himself. Not so much. |
The boys begged for Cheetos yesterday at the grocery store and I caved. My 3-year-old has inexplicably started calling them "macheetos," a compound of "mosquitoes" (of which he's terrified) and Cheetos. He has spent much of the past 24 hours orange-fingered and blissfully high on MSG.
Last night we grilled burgers and hot dogs but I skipped both in favor of a plate full of grilled artichokes with a biting garlic and herb dipping sauce. We had a grilled artichoke appetizer when we went out for my birthday last month and it was one of those mind-blowing type dishes we still speak about in reverent tones. "Do you remember the artichoke?" We've been attempting a homemade version ever since, with varying levels of success. Last night's offering was the best yet.
By the end of the meal my cheap white tee was a mosaic of pink watermelon drips, buttery artichoke splotches and Cheeto dust. Apparently my ability to eat neatly disappears when we move our dinner to the patio.
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Artichoke remnants |
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He really likes corn. |
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5-year-old photography |
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Fixing a wayward mister |
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Treasures. |
School ended last week. The pool opened yesterday. Our kids summer movie series starts on Tuesday.
It feels like summertime.
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Sounds delightful! Love summer nights.
ReplyDeleteI still remember the first time I ate an artichoke and it was with you!! We were with the three families (Atkinsons, Petersons and Blockers) at a cabin in Lake Tahoe and either your mom or Debbie made some. I have been in love with them ever since and this post took me right back to that memory! And I'm extremely jealous of your lights. I have always wanted a backyard strung with beautiful lighting...ahh. Dreamy!
ReplyDeleteah! this whole post SCREAMS your old blog formerly known as your last name. And we all know I creepy stalked the sheet out of that puppy. More than I ever want to admit. Ever.
ReplyDeletekeep up the personal!
Love Love Love this post.....so dreamy.
ReplyDeletethe best picture is the one your five-year-old took. love it.
That's it. I'm buying a grill.
ReplyDeleteMmm. Sounds perfect, cheetos and all.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a lovely post! Love the personal glimpse and the whole early summer vibe. And enjoying your book each evening outside by the glow of those lights sounds so wonderful.
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