Showing posts with label cooking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cooking. Show all posts

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Did I forget to tell you?

Foxtrot is 1 year old. Yip Yip! I can't believe that a whole year has gone by since the last time I washed the windows. (Yes, my water broke while I was washing windows.) We can still see through them despite the last 6 months of rain we have been having in the northwest. But for Foxtrot's birthday, the sun came out, the temperatures rose above 55, and we all walked bare footed in the grass. A year ago Papa Foxtrot and Mama Foxtrot we just Alpha Foxtrot and Charlie Foxtrot. Now, neither of us can imagine a life without our little boy. <insert sappy stuff>

So. . . We threw a party to celebrate . . . .

Complete with a Balloon banner. . ..

and wheelbarrow rides.

We had Good Good Good Food and meat from Here. . . 

A delicious and easy cake that I made 4 times that week . . .


We sang Happy Birthday . . .

And shared cake.

I made Foxtrot a sweet party hat (not on the day of the party . . . but)

Foxtrot requested more cake. . .

And he got it  . . .
"Mama and Papa have no idea what they are in for."

Along with everything that stuck to it.

Such a lovely day. You've come a long way baby!


Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Playing with the Queen of Hearts

Our first Valentine's day as a threesome. A lot of love to be shared today. And we even sent some love out with our super sweet homemade valentine's.

Foxtrot CRAWLED around the kitchen chasing Maddie and Maxx. When he got close enough that he might touch one of them he would sit, squeal at the top of his lungs, and stretch his arms out in front of him as if he was casting a spell. The dogs quickly moved to the opposite side of the kitchen and waited for him to get close again. The dogs were not about to leave the kitchen when they new this delicious meal was on the stove.


Yup those are heart shaped cheeseburgers and beats. I have not honed by food photography skills, but all in due time. 

And here are some photos of our Foxtrot boot-scoot-boogieing.