Adam’s birthday was on Sunday, and we had a great weekend. We snuck out on Saturday for a date night to see Everest. Then we spent Sunday having fun with H.
The photo of him above because is my new favorite photo of him and H. H insisted on the party hat. His parents gave him an Apple Watch, but H didn’t want to fork over the wrapped treat. And their faces…that’s my entire heart right there with those two.
I’ve started sticking Ina’s name in front of any of her recipes I try. It lends a certain gravitas, like you know I’m not playing around when an Ina recipe shows up. Also, let’s just establish that casseroles do not photograph well. In my house. With any of my cameras. With me taking the photographs.
So H graduated from feeding therapy back in the spring, and then we switched OTs from the same clinic a month or so later when we found another awesome speech and OT clinic. In the craziness of spring, end of school year, preschool prep…I never gave her old therapists gifts.
We did a ton of peach picking in the last weeks of summer, so I made a big batch of peach bbq sauce and this jam.
Hot damn.
It was kind of an afterthought; peaches are one of H’s favorites to pick, but not the fruit I get most excited about. Every time we pick them I end up with a fridge full of peaches and all kinds of recipes that just don’t excite me. And it takes forever to blanch them and peel them.
Yay! In the September/October of Generation Q I have a new quilt I designed called “This Goose Is a Bit Rich.” I love this one. It took me a while to make, and my wonderful friend Rachael Dorr did the quilting. She’s incredible.