Bedtime Stories

Haley's post about Mommy Guilt on Mainstream Mommy really got me thinking today. I could have written that exact post! It really got me thinking about the things I feel guilty about and one of those is not reading L a bedtime story every single night. Since L was born, bedtime was always daddy time. She used to fall asleep on his chest on the couch when she was little. Now that daddy has a different job, he usually doesn't get home until after she's already in bed. She does get morning time with daddy while I'm at work, but it's not the same as their special time that had before bed.

So I can't take daddy's place at bedtime but I can sure make it special for us!

Now I don't do good making up the crazy elaborate bedtime stories that daddy does but I can have her pick out some of her many books to read. Tonight I picked out a childhood book of mine - A Child' Treasury of Beatrix Potter and L picked out the Miss Moppet story. I had forgotten how much different some of the old stories are! Miss Moppet isn't a bad one, but there are some that are just not happy stories to me now. And L picked out a second book for me to read to her - Home Sweet Home. It's a very cute story pop up book about a lady bug trying to find her perfect home.

While looking for a photo of the book cover I found out that the Busy Bugz are a series of pop up books! I didn't know that!

I would love to know, do your kids have a favorite bedtime book you read them?

From the mouth of a 3 year old

L is a funny little girl. She was blessed with her daddy's imagination and comedy. Now, her sayings will lose half the cuteness or hilarity since you can't actually hear her, but I still want to share some of her thoughts and sayings. Try to picture a high pitched little voice that speaks very clear and matter of fact sometimes.

L actually took a nap today. She doesn't take many anymore but she was exhausted from a long holiday weekend still. She is also potty trained except for a night but she had an accident during her nap today. When she got up I was using some wipes to clean her up and she said "You know mom, wipes should be warm."

Over the weekend I was out and about in the rest of the house and L and her daddy were in our bedroom playing with the dogs. All I hear is a little voice holler "A little help here!" I was thinking, what? Did she just say that, yes. Now where in the world did she get that? I have no idea! Cowboy and I and her grandparents are probably the only one that thinks it's hilarious, but trust me, if you would have heard it, it was funny! She was trying to get a toy out from under our bed and was trying to get herself back out and up on the bed. She could have said, "daddy help me" or something like that but no, it was "a little help here!"

I wonder how many things I can do with squash?

After losing 10-15 yellow squash to blossom-end-rot, I've been picking 2-3 every other day or so. We've steamed them and topped them with butter and parmesan cheese. On the 5th, our 4th of July holiday from work, we brushed them with oil, sprinkled with salt and pepper and put them on the grill until tender. Since I just picked another yellow squash this afternoon plus 2 zucchinis I need to look through my recipes to refresh my memory of what else we can do with them.

Some of the squash from this weekend and today:

I have had people ask me why I pick them so small. It is simply because I like to use the whole thing. When they get to be the size of the county fair entries you have to scrape out the huge seeds and stringy stuff in the middle. When they are smaller I just slice off both ends and can use the whole thing with out the mess of taking all the seeds out.

Today is also iFellowship day at seeds of Faith!