Pete, looking at the “Wookie Cookies” cookbook: “What’s that caterpillar’s name again?”
“That’s Java the Hut,” says Poppy. “You know. From ‘Star Wars.’ “
Pete, looking at the “Wookie Cookies” cookbook: “What’s that caterpillar’s name again?”
“That’s Java the Hut,” says Poppy. “You know. From ‘Star Wars.’ “

And friends, it is not even 3pm yet. That’s enough gross for today, Universe! Thank you!
I finally marked “Grow My Own Vegetables” off of the Mighty List yesterday. Our little garden has been growing nicely, but yesterday was the first time we really harvested anything out of it. (Pete and I have been grazing for a week or so, but that didn’t count.)
Yesterday Rockford went out in the rain and picked a salad for dinner. It was the most delicious lettuce I’ve ever had. Seriously. It was super tender, and it didn’t taste like plastic. I think we’re going to expand our produce empire next weekend with some strawberries, watermelons, cucumbers, eggplants and pumpkins. Unless it’s too early to plant those things. I haven’t really looked into that, yet.
My hope in starting a garden this year was that Poppy would finally yield to the experts who say if you involve your kids in cooking they’ll eat vegetables. We started with Letting Her Pick The Veggies At The Store, then moved on to Letting Her Help Cook The Veggies. Neither worked, so we thought we’d try Let Her Grow And Harvest The Veggies. She very much enjoyed planting the seeds and watering the garden, but she won’t so much as touch the lettuce, much less eat it. Oh well. More salad for the rest of us, I guess.