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Backyard farmer

This weekend, Ava asked if we could “please, PLEASE” built a compost bin. I’m not entirely sure where she got this idea, but I think the blame might be placed squarely on PBS KidsĀ  (and certainly not the parents who let her watch it so much…)

Anyway, it sounded like a good project, so we found some directions for a small compost bin online. Fortunately, I hadn’t cleaned out the refrigerator since early March, so we had plenty of decomposing produce to give us a healthy head start. I think we need far more dry matter now–leaves or grass clippings as Liana suggested. We’re using shredded newspaper in the meantime.

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Ava’s pretty excited about it—she’s saving scraps to add to it and reminding me that we need to shake it every day. Does anyone have any idea how long we’ll have to wait to have usable compost? Neither one of us are particularly patient.

Up next, also at Ava’s urging, a better recyling plan for the Smith household. Can’t wait.

Six hours of camping

When we were at the lake last weekend, Ava asked about the tent campers. She thought camping sounded like a good time, so we packed up the girls, two coolers and a tent and headed to the nearby park on Saturday.

Bryan had quite a bit of help pitching the tent.

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After we set up camp, we headed down to the beach.

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Tom, who was biking around the lake Saturday afternoon, joined us that evening.

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We roasted hot dogs for dinner, and Ava made S’mores for dessert.

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That’s pretty much where the sweetness ends…

By 10:30 that night, we realized that it was going to be quite a challenge to get everyone to sleep in an 7 x 8 foot enclosure. Olivia will only sleep in her crib (see the very rare exception in the post below), and she has to be laid down awake for the most part. Even a couple late-night stroller rides couldn’t cajole her into relaxing.

And Ava, who never sleeps regardless of the circumstances, was equally challenging. I finally threatened to pull the plug on the trip and take everyone back to our house. Surprisingly, Ava—who was the champion of the entire trip—wailed, “I want to go home!”

So, in the complete darkness, we packed up the campsite, put out the fire and drove home. I realized it took longer to get ready for the trip than it actually lasted.

And, despite going to bed around midnight, both girls were wide awake at 6:45 the next morning.

It’s a charmed life we lead.

Ava Fix

This is what passes for fun at the Smith household most Friday nights–pile all the couch cushions on the floor and try not to break your collarbone as you jump into them. So far, so good!

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Fish tales

We took the girls fishing while visiting the lake this weekend. Bryan and Dave spent most of the weekend in the boat, and as such, caught quite a few fish, some of which were large enough to keep for the fish fry we had on Monday.

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To make things a bit more exciting for Ava, Dave secretly baited her hook with a small catfish he had caught earlier in the day. When he alerted her to her bouncing pole, she excitedly reeled in her catch.

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Everyone was pretty excited about this…

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But we were downright shocked when Ava had two more actual bites on her little pole!

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Olivia eventually lost interest…

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And she missed her dad’s big catch.

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And we’re back…

With a lot of catching up to do! We took the girls to Mom and Dave’s this weekend–they had a blast playing, swimming and swinging. Plus, Bryan and I really enjoyed and appreciated the extra help.

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Ava and Gramma had a number of projects over the weekend. They made great desserts:

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And snow cones , which were definitely a highlight.

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Olivia’s was without flavoring, but she loved it nonetheless. (Katie and I made ours with margarita mix.)

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And speaking of Katie, the girls kept her quite busy this weekend, too.

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Two little monkeys…

Balancing work and play

My mom and Dave came this weekend to watch the girls while Bryan and I went to a concert in Kansas City. The timing of their trip was perfect, though, because Dave was able to help Bryan assemble the play set we gave Ava for her birthday, and Mom helped me prepare for a big event I had last night.

Bryan and Dave assembled most of the swing set in the garage Friday night, and took it outside Saturday morning. Dave said it was pretty easy to assemble, but Bry thought it would have taken him four days if he’d had to do it without Dave’s help. Ava and Olivia were relieved it was done in a matter of hours!

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Mom took a few shots along the way, too, and she captured Dave showing Ava how to make the slide perfectly slippery (Pledge!). Olivia had a blast flying down it as well.

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Consumerism 101

Any marketing manager knows that the real trick to extending the life of your product is to bring your customers into the fold as early as possible. Engender yourself to them when they’re young, and there’s a good chance they’ll be yours forever.

Perhaps not surprisingly, Apple has this down to a science. A bit of research would probably tell me exactly how many of the iPhone applications available for download are geared toward kids, but just trust me when I say it’s a lot. We’ve downloaded things that can keep Olivia quiet in a restaurant and keep Ava entertained for . . . well, a long time.

Ava loves to play the matching game on our phone—an application that’s free, but in turn, features add for other downloads. One of these — Cooking Mama — caught her eye a few weeks ago. She was desperate to own this game, but it was $6.99—quite pricey for a iPhone app. Plus, it was right after her birthday, and as a general rule, we’d prefer she not be spoiled until completely rotten.

So, instead of just saying no like responsible parents, we took the opportunity to teach her about money management. We helped her count out the change she’s gathered in her piggy bank, telling her she could use it to pay for the game herself. That amounted to $3.50.

Throughout the next few weeks, we gave her opportunities to earn a bit of change by picking up some additional chores around the house. She was quite dismayed to find out that she wasn’t paid for doing the daily chores we already expected of her, but she was excited about earning a dime or nickel for helping out with other odds and ends.

I attempted to draw out the process as long as possible, hoping she’d forget about the game along the way. And, at one point, she pointed to a toy in the grocery store that she said she really wanted. I gave her the option of using her money on that instead of the Cooking Mama game, but she remained resiliant.

When she finally had enough pennies in her piggy bank, we purchasesd the game for her. We told her that even if she didn’t like it, she couldn’t return it. This is, at least typically, where things go arwy for us as parents. With Ava especially, just as we start to pat ourselves on the back for a job well done, our efforts backfire spectacularly and we’re the ones learning a life lesson.

In this case though, it seemed to work. Ava loves the game, and she really seemed to grasp what it means to earn money and purchase something yourself.

This is a good thing, because she’ll need a hefty savings account to buy her first MacBook.

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Down on the farm

Believe it or not, there’s a 12 acre farm in the middle of Kansas City—and it’s amazing. Katie’s here visiting this weekend, and the three of us took the girls to check out the livestock and other country attractions. By the way—3:2 is the perfect adult:child ratio for an outing like this . . . I hope she never leaves!

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Olivia LOVED the animals–especially the cows. “Cows” just happens to be her new favorite word, in fact. Check out this video of her experience with a calf:

Speaking of cows, Ava picked up a new trade.

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She wisely decided to keep her distance from this guy.

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Katie bottle fed a few overzealous goats. The whole thing was a bit much for Ava, though, who fled the pen halfway through the feeding frenzy. The goats, in turn, ran from Olivia, who chased after them saying, “Nice, nice…”

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Possession is 9/10ths of the law

I have been looking for my makeup compact for days. This morning, I asked Ava if she borrowed it, and she said, no, the only one she has, has her name on it. (Several months ago, I gave her an old one and painted the letter A on it so we’d know it belonged to her.)

Today, I found my compact among her things, and she had used marker to scrawl “Ava” across it.

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I don’t know if I should be pleased or annoyed.