Family

Fun At the Farmers’ Market

Last weekend Bun and I took the kids to the Farmers’ Market in town. Bun goes there quite often looking for interesting food ideas for the restaurant, and to stay in touch with friends in the local food scene, but I hadn’t been there for ages.

It’s expanded quite a lot since the last time I was there; they’ve cleared an area of waste land next to the market and opened it up to vendors. There’s now a few more people selling non-food items, but also a lot more farmers from further afield.

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Ain’t No Cure

We are rapidly approaching the dog days of summer, those sagging days when it’s too hot and the kids are crabby … to say nothing of Mom.

My creativity has just about run out; I can’t come up with another idea for home-made frozen treats, or 7 clever things to do with sidewalk chalk, or tips for getting your kids to clean the house with you and think it’s fun … I just want to plonk them in front of the TV, pour myself a cold beer, and sit on the couch with a good book.

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Bun Has a Pizza in the Oven

Having talked about my children, it’s probably only reasonable that I now introduce my husband. If I’m to call the kids Ketchup and Mustard, I am sorely tempted to refer to my husband as hot dog. However for the sake of propriety, I think I shall instead call him Bun.

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Ketchup and Mustard

I mentioned in my first post that I’d been home with the kids for a couple of years — it would be sensible then, I suppose, if I were to introduce them.

I have two boys, Ketchup and Mustard. No, I’m not one of those weird celebrity parents who gives their children strange names — I just decided that I’d prefer to be a little bit private about my family and so I’ll refer to my two year old as Ketchup and my five-year-old as Mustard. Why those particular pseudonyms? Because I’m eating a hot dog at the moment, and and those names just came to mind!

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