Pot pie and pictures in the snow

[ellenmillion]

I made turkey pot pie last night. It wasn't planned, particularly, but I had ground turkey that needed to be used, and it seemed appropriate. I remembered the salt in the filling this time, and it was amazing. My pie crusts have finally 'arrived.'

Guppy and I went to find armaments this morning. "Five!" she told me. "We're going to find five of them!" We also found a stick, and she used it to 'paint' in the snow. "I'm making PICtures!" she told me. (There's a video on Facebook.)

It was an effort to get her back home and inside. I find it baffling that people have to tell their children to go outside. I have to divert her from putting on her boots and bolting at least once an hour. Does this suddenly change when they reach a certain age? Is it individual to each child?

Got her down for her nap and got a shower and filled a handful of orders (coloring books and portrait adoption).

We had two moose visitors this morning, which we watched from the window, and a couple of mormons. Okay, I don't know that they were mormons; I didn't really let them get that far and handed their pamphlet back. I was super polite, and they were, too. (The moose were too, I suppose, though they didn't exactly come to the door.)

I have a new story up at River Twine: Tender Skin and Callouses

And new artwork (unrelated!): Foxtail

Comments

[kelkyag]

Is it individual to each child?

Extremely. I know people who would be miserable if they didn't go outside every day, preferably in the sunshine, and others who would be delighted if they never needed to deal with a tree or shrub or blade of grass.

But most things are. :)