Mushrooms!

I love mushrooms. Jon inoculated some logs last year and we have been awaiting a harvest. Here is a meal we made today from the very first mushrooms. It was fantastic!

Served over a bed of barely rice, and fried green tomatoes on the side.

Speaking Southern

Well, I don't know if it is because we live in the South, or if it is because she is just two years old. Whatever the cause, however, we find this vocal inflection a bit disturbing.

Green Tomatoes

Who knew how many things you can make with green tomatoes?! Besides the famous southern fried treat, I've learned to make the tomatoes into a puree and incorporate it into spice bread. I've made a simple vegetable soup with optional ham or bacon. And, I haven't tried this yet, but I've heard it makes a tasty mock apple pie.

So, in this jobless season here in the Wilson family, we are reaping an abundant, edible harvest of fruits that didn't even ripen. The Lord surely does take care of his own.

I'm Going There Someday

One day Naomi was looking at a picture of Jon's and my wedding. She started singing to herself: "I'm going there someday . . . "

Lil' Stinkers

Keenan, sitting on my lap, looks up at me and says, "Papa." 


"Mama," I correct him, and he grins and sticks out his tongue.


Bonus pic from several months ago:

God's wife

Today Adara told me what God's wife's name was. Unfortunately, God's angels put a veil over my mind and now I don't remember what it was. :(

Contrariness

Naomi is in full contrary 2-year-old mode. She is violently independent, and uses the word "no" ubiquitously, as though her brain doesn't have the ability to recognize positive affirmations.

Most of the time this is infuriating. Sometime's it's mildly irritating. And every once in awhile, it is funny.

She came into the room one day singing "I like to move it, move it," but she had modified the lyrics slightly. "I don't like to move it, move it. I don't like to move it, move it!" she sang, over and over again.