Tuesday, August 30, 2011

darn squash.

So Gap had a 50% off women's stuff sale on Saturday. I bought 4 shirts. I wore this nice purple one on Sunday and that afternoon/evening I went out into the garden to harvest some squash and peppers.

That night I noticed some stains on the shirt. I suspect I got some squash sap from the stem(s) on the shirt (I carried them in holding the basket/squash against my chest). Blast!

So far I have used: at least 2 regular stain removers (?), Goo be gone (or whatever it's called in that little bottle), hand sanitizer, rubbing alcohol, olive oil, dish soap, and currently the stained area is soaking in vinegar. I'm hoping the vinegar does the trick, but next up is another stain remover for set-in stains and then WD-40. Really.

Look up removing tree sap from clothes, it's kind of wild. Alcohol? WD-40? Mayo? I guess it's not really tree sap, but it is nasty and does not want to remove itself from the fibers (rayon) of my shirt.

Any ideas?

It's possible I've already spent more than I bought the darn shirt for trying to get the stain out (between the remedies, detergent, and water/energy for the washing machine)! Luckily it wasn't very expensive. But still.

we do stuff

We've had a busy month: grandparents here, Tina (my sister) and her family moving up to Utah, general work busy-ness for Jamund, the garden being crazy, and me getting a new calling at church. I'm the new Primary President (Primary is where the kids go during the last roughly two hours of church) so I'm basically "in charge" of ages 18 months (although they go to nursery, so I don't technically have to worry about them too much, but nursery is under the general umbrella of Primary) to 12 years old.


Jamund gets to be in charge of Simon at church (except during Sacrament meeting where we both get to watch him, unless he crawls under the seats and someone nice takes care of him, as happened this Sunday for a wonderful few minutes).

Oh, we cut Simon's hair last week too. This photo was taken before that, though.


Thursday, August 18, 2011

some more, smore, s'more

We had a bag of chocolate marshmallows.

We still have a bag of strawberry marshmallows. They are pink. I am kind of scared of them.

We didn't anticipate having to use them ourselves; they were purchased for a church activity but then they weren't used.

I purchased crispy rice cereal (no, not the name brand) to help in using up the marshmallows, but then we decided to make smores.

We walked to the park with some fire starting materials, skewers, marshmallows, graham crackers, and chocolate only to find that there were no fire/BBQ pits, etc. Disappointment.

So we walked back home and got out the BBQ. It was okay, though, because we had neglected to bring the most integral fire starting material: the lighter. We had hauled our paper soaked in lighter fluid over to the park in baby's stroller, but didn't have a lighter? Yes.

Anyway, we eventually had smores with chocolate marshmallows in the backyard.


Simon l-0-v-e-d it.

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Oh, and we also made some treats with crispy rice and chocolate marshmallows later on in the week as well. Putting chocolate chips in as well might have been gilding the lily...

Okay, one more:


Saturday, August 13, 2011

sauteed ball, anyone?


He's getting pretty good at putting lids on things.


And at giving up when he realizes it just won't fit?


Wednesday, August 10, 2011

milk moustache

Yes, he drinks real cow's milk now.


And he's not about to let you stop him.

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Saturday, August 6, 2011

swim lessons

Jamund and Simon took group swim lessons this week.



Maybe I'm wrong, but it seemed like Simon's enjoyment level waned after the first day.


Maybe when they expected him to do more than simply splashing, he realized these swim lesson things just weren't really his style. At least not yet.


Wednesday, August 3, 2011

the battle

I build, he destroys.

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It's just what we do.