Message: This Saturday the Missouri Department of Conservation out at the Columbia Bottoms Conservation Area hosted an outdoor cooking program that we attended.
The event featured tips, techniques and recipes for cooking meals in dutch ovens. Everyone who came to the event got to partake in preparing the evening's meal.
We cooked scrambled eggs in sandwich bags that were placed into boiling water, French onion soup from scratch, biscuits over the fire, potato slices in foil and brownies for desert.
The outside temperature was 34*F and was spitting mist off and on. Emmett's little fingers got cold pretty quick, so we had to take him back inside to warm him up. He didn't mind though - he got to look at all the stuffed animals on the walls and hanging from the ceiling.
It didn't take long at all, and all of the food finished cooking. The conservation staff got out plates and silverware, and everyone got to dig in. It was a lot of fun!
Message: This afternoon we had burgers and fries for dinner. I (dad) was in charge of cooking the burgers and fries, and I decided to make dirty fries out several whole potatoes. Easy enough right?
Once the burgers were on the grill, cooking next to the onions, it was time to cut up the potatoes into slices and ready them for the deep fryer.
Often when I'm cooking in the kitchen, Emmett likes to toddle his way over to me and be picked up to see what's going on. I supposed it's only natural since I was always welcomed to be held or drag-myself-a-chair-over-and-watch as a child in my parent's kitchen.
Happy to pick him up and let him be involved, he reached forward for one of the whole, unwashed, raw potatoes sitting on the counter. Watching him spin it over and over in his hands trying to study it made me smile. I figured I wasn't going to get that particular potato back anytime soon, so I set him down on the floor to finish studying it while I continued with another potato.
Thirty seconds later, he got up and was walking around the kitchen taking bites out of the potato, spitting them out on the floor, and continuing on his way. A bit later I traded him an apple slice for his potato, and what I got back was the remains of a potato that looked like it had been shot several times with 00 buckshot. Pieces of raw potato lay everywhere on the kitchen floor, and he couldn't have been happier.
I suppose now would be a good time to mention he's working on a new tooth on the top row!
When Emmett goes to the mall with mom he gets excited about the merry-go-round, so for his birthday we thought it would be fun to take him to the St. Louis Carousel at Faust Park (much cheaper and a nicer set of horses). When we got there we had to wait for a wedding party to finish taking pictures and then it was our turn to ride. We picked out a "deer" looking horse and put Emmett on for his ride. After the ride started he didn't seem as excited, it went pretty fast, he squirmed off his horse into Chris' arms.
Of course, being a little guy Emmett thought the best part of birthday presents was the paper. He opened Aunt Kim's squishy pillow first, it was in a big pretty bag with tissue paper sticking out--easiest to open. Finally, we got all the presents opened and then the noise began. Why is it that everyone loves to give noisy toys, but not receive them?
Cake was an experience. Since the legos required so much die, we stripped Emmett's clothes off to save them from a fate no amount of oxiclean could revive. He did seem to enjoy it.