Tuesday, June 1, 2010

carrots

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today Phoenix and i were looking over the garden, which i'm readying for another round of planting. i was telling him about the carrots i was considering. he interrupted me;

"daddy, i don't want you to plant the purple haze carrots. the orange ones are my favorite. i don't like the purple haze carrots anymore. the orange ones taste better."

nantes it is.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

tonight, while readying for bed

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"i love you. daddy you're my best friend. mommy is my second best friend."

Saturday, May 15, 2010

while eating an apple

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"don't bite my rainbow!"

Friday, May 14, 2010

construction work

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"Are you building a house with those blocks?"

"No, I'm building a Trader Joe's!"

Monday, May 3, 2010

the voices

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this morning while changing Phoenix, his stomach rumbled.

he said, "daddy did you hear that? that was my tummy growling. that means i'm STARVING!"

"how did you know that it means you're starving?" i chuckled.

"my head told me that."

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Jiminy Cricket

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phoenix, while holding a fork to his ear,

"I'm listening to my conscience. I am MY conscience. You are YOUR conscience."

Sunday, April 25, 2010

bacon wrapped asparagus

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m. has been encouraging me to photograph my food for as long as i've known her - nearly 5 years now. lately i'm two bites into dinner when i remember that i want to take a picture. after seeing what our new camera can do tonight, i've decided: a food blog for me, soon.

as you can see, tonight i made grilled bacon wrapped asparagus and shiitake mushrooms with rice. i bumped up the rice by adding some of the bacon fat to the cooking water.

this was a dinner specified by the boy himself - well kind of. he asked for asparagus, rice and bacon.

he was holding two spears in his hands - one long, with the tip and one short, bitten off sharply. he said, bouncing the longer spear, "I am the father. Phoenix hasn't bitten me yet."

to which the little spear replied, "I'm the little brother."