Sunday, September 20, 2020

be kind, rewind

so here's the thing: i have somehow accumulated a pretty decent pileup of unpublished blogposts and pictures dating back to october (trick or treating!) of last year. yes, all the way back to the land before time. the time before now. the then before this.

my hope is to publish them all before october (trick or treating?) of THIS year. and if you so choose to follow along, then prepare yourselves for a bumpy ride because i anticipate being all over the place with this little task like a super uncoordinated time traveler. 

first up: raspberry picking!

this we did in july 2020. the berry fields were pretty packed due to the pandemic and folks maybe not having much else to do (and also there being half as much capacity for picking), so we had to rise and shine and be out at harvold's before 8am--a first in almost a decade of berry picking--in order to not be turned away. 

luckily, we made it in time, we stayed in our lane, and we got to pick our little berry hearts out.

after the harvest, we enjoyed our traditional raspberry milkshakes, and then bryan and i went on to low-key ruin all but one of our seven batches of jam (another first) by mixing the sugar in with the pectin simultaneously like amateurs who couldn't read directions. the good news is the kids don't seem to mind our super runny jam, and the overall "twenty-four pints of raspberry jam we ruined" vibe seems to fit in with 2020 just fine. 






































Tuesday, September 01, 2020

and so it begins

first day of school pics!

ugh. don't even get me started on this one. 
older, wiser, taller, and set up all the computers for us last night.


starting off middle school--one of life's bumpiest transitions--in a pandemic. 
taking on the challenge like a boss. brain of steel, heart of gold.


back in school together for all but two remaining years of their education.


third grade and as confident and independent as ever. 
ready to do the math and memorize the things and maybe read some stuff, too (if he must).


and finally, first grade doesn't even know what it got itself into with this kid. 
also, is it wrong that i'm kinda hoping his two front teeth never grow in?


cruising through elementary school together for three more years. 


the whole crazy crew after a first day well done.

not pictured: me, trying to rise to the occasion of distance learning and follow the example of resilience and flexibility set by my children. God bless the teachers, heaven help the parents, and may the kids--as they are wont to do--make it through the whole thing just fine.