Peaches and Utah scones

Peaches galore. Sometimes after I start a project (like sewing something, or buying 50lbs of peaches) I think "this may have been a little over- ambitious" and sometimes I really want to smack myself and say the "h" word (hate). I know, it's pretty bad. But then I finish and my dramatic self calms down!

These peaches were incredibly, incredibly delicious. I wish a sample for all reading could be available. 

Fruits of my labor. The best (the only thing I've tasted) is a peach vanilla sauce. I ate it on a cracker and it was like fireworks in my mouth. And I mean better than that time Perris put on ice Chapstick and I put on fire Chapstick and we kissed. I can't wait to try it on cheesecake!!!!!

On September 5th we went camping for the first time in a year (as a family). I was not worried about this because all previous camping trips have been greatly successful. But I never realized this would be Hank's first campout. Hank is a wonderful boy. To describe his current character, let me just say that this week he sprouted his first word, that word being "no".  What child's first word is "no"??  I asked Perris that and he said "a second child!"  He's a second child so he must know!!

Hank also is pretty adverse to the cold, as far as we have observed. It's just a stark contrast from his elder brother, who is a sweating machine just like their father. That night it was in the low 50s. Honestly I was pretty cold myself. Hank woke up every 30 mins until 1:30am when enough was enough and he and I drove home and slept warm and well in our beds.  I was pretty tired. I left the back hatch on our car open for like 5 miles. Whoops!! We returned in the morning for the rest of the fun festivities!  And in closing I'd like to officially declare that Utah scones are the best camping companion. Thank you. 

(These smiles soon faded)