...How Does Your Garden Grow, Too?

We are back at it:

Garden Growing.

We decided to make some more pots 

and planted some more  tomatoes 

UPDATE on :

...How Does Your Garden Grow?

Only 10 days later and we already see the blossoming of our Pea plants.

In it's little greenhouse-of-a-jug it stays pretty moist and warm.

But add water once in awhile to keep it that way.

Don't forget the occasional hug!!

...How Does Your Garden Grow?

How do you grow a garden in the bitter cold of the far north?

By this time of year, most of the country has already planted the beginnings of one.

Yet, here in Alaska we are still wearing coats and boots.

So how do you plant a garden?

You begin your garden indoors.

Actually we are late in planting;

most Alaskans have already begun theirs.

This year, we are going to practice.

Next year we hope to begin a real garden.

So we thought to begin the lessons by letting the wee little ones plant this year.

Steps to an indoor garden.

1. Take a jug (milk, water, etc.) and cut the top off.

2. Decide what crop you want (we chose peas and tomatoes).

3. Have a bag of dirt. 

3. Pour dirt into your cut jug.

4. Plant the seed in the dirt.

5. Water it. 

6. Seal the top on.

7. Label it with the initials of what you planted.

8. Give it a big hug

(we know love makes little things grow strong)

9. Hang it in a sunny place.

10. Wait to see what happens....

(* No child was hurt in the making of this post; knives were given only under extreme supervision and merely for the aesthetics of a photo. No child had actual use of knife. DO NOT allow your child use of knife without supervision - and preferably when they are of a mature age. *)

My Mini-sized Hero

Doesn't this little strong man make you quake in your boots?

He fights for the Right!

Pray to never meet him on a dark street after having done something wrong.

He will bring justice...

and set the world right again!

He certainly is MY Hero!!

My Little Easter Bunny

This year we joined a family from church who hosts Easter celebrations for several families.

The kids were supposed to be lining up with their buckets, preparing to race off to hunt for Easter treats. But this little guy saw a "car" and just had to go for a ride.

Cars or Candy???

That is the Question!

What a dilemma for my sweet bubby. Pabbi encouraging him to get ready for the race for candy instead of playing on the car. Standing to the side as the big kids are about to race off.

Someone thought it would be easier to race with the bucket on their heads.

Lil' Monster decided to join in last minute sans car.

Such contemplation...

though it also looks like he is following in the footsteps of Mr. Elskan

and

Picking His Nose!

The race is on.

I was really surprised at how nonchalant

Lil' Monster was about the whole "hunting for candy."

He wanted to play with the toy car and then...

he seemed more content to just wander around the forest.

Can you imagine the conversation going on here?

I thought it went as such:

Lil' Monster: "Pabbi you are so TALL."

Pabbi: "Do you want to stand up here?...."

etc...

But in all actuality-

Lil' Monster: Pabbi, jump! Play Wipeout. You jump and I take this stick and hit you.

Pabbi: I don't think so.

Lil' Monster: JUMP!!!

Pabbi: I think not.

etc....

I guess all's well that ends well.

No one jumped, no one was hit, and many treats were found and enjoyed.

Back at home:

The Lil' Monster discovered the Easter Bunny had dropped by while we were at the

Waffles and Egg hunt Party.

He was thrilled:

Baseball caps

and

STAR WARS figures!!

...not to mention some more candy.

HAPPY EASTER!!!

Our Uncle the Hero

Uncle M (my youngest brother by a decade) has always been my favorite pal-around-with brother. We have great memories together of teasing and torturing each other while growing up.

Two years has passed since Lil' Monster came into our family and he had yet to meet Uncle M.

(Uncle M is one of the great soldiers keeping this country safe).

Lil' Monster only heard stories about the GREAT Uncle M.

Then this last week...

he finally got to meet him

and another child met

his childhood Hero:

UNCLE M

What is cooler than trying on a soldier's outfit and playing an electric guitar?

Lil' Monster could hardly stand up with just the vest on,

so Uncle M had to hold him up.

Here is Lil' Monster is trying to do the sign of the horns and be cool.

I like his version better.

Auntie B. showing us how it's done.

What child wouldn't love to jam out on an electric guitar
hooked to an amp that makes the house rock?

Uncle M - our hero.

You Light Up My Night...

Tonight we saw the Northern Lights for the first time as a family.

(copyright: Peninsula Clarion)

Pabbi grew up seeing them in Reykjavik, Iceland.

Mamma Sass grew up seeing them in Fairbanks, Alaska.

Now our boy get to grow up seeing them too!

Silly Socks

Silly Socks,

Thank you for helping this mama not feel so bad about her son's appearance! Thank you for helping his high-waters be "shabby-chic" instead of "shabby-EEK!

Our sweet boy has several pairs of silly socks. Some are from his grandparents in Iceland, some are from holiday celebrations, and some from our new home town. It is fun to have silly socks to keep your feet warm. However, I have discovered a new use for them. They keep the eye from noticing how short one's pants have become. Lil' Monster has been having major growth spurts recently. He is growing right out of his pants. He started at less than the 0 percentile on growth charts when he came home - he's racing to catch up with his peer group.
Although he is growing taller he's still as lean as can be. Longer pants usually means wider waist - which doesn't stay on - so pants that fit with short length it is!

 
Silly Socks step in to help.
In fact, high-waters means more stage time for Silly Socks.

So ...........
Sock On!!!!!!!!