This last weekend saw Angel attending a baby shower for her sister Chika. What's interesting is that Chika is due two months before Angel, and their sister-in-law Jessikong, is due two months after that. There are also two cousins expecting within the next six months or so. This is Chika's and Jessikong's first kids, so baby showers are of particular help to them. I asked Angel if someone was planning one for her too. Her mom feels a little bad that the other girls are having showers so she might through one for Angel, but Angel said that she didn't really care. We've got a lot of little boy stuff for Roo. That's an advantage about having an older brother is that they can share some stuff. No they won't share everything as they grow up, but they sure can share baby clothes. They will have to share a room though for a while. We'll see how long we can get them to fit in the same bedroom. I'm not looking forward to when we outgrow our house. I really hate moving and am just glad that we should be able to get another 6 years or so out of our house. Here's hoping the market is better than.
While the "women folk" were at the baby shower my father-in-law took the "men folk" out skeet shooting. It was a lot of fun and I have a small bruise on my shoulder. We had a blast. While Angel is against having a gun in our home and I respect her arguments and wishes we have decided that when our kids are mature enough we make sure they are trained on how to safely handle firearms (pistols and long arms). That way they shouldn't do anything stupid when they cross paths with a firearm. We made it back in time to help clean up from the shower and headed home - rather tired. I dislike how much I don't get done some weekends. At least I got all by one load of laundry folded and put away. I've learned that if I fold and don't put it away that night it doesn't get put away at all. Tonight is the garden and dishes. At least I've found the exciting parts of a couple of books to listen to and I borrowed the first season of Get Smart the 1965 T.V. show. I find it very entertaining, and have even watched a couple of episodes with the kids. They don't get most of it, but find Agent 86's antics funny. I've got a portable DVD player I'll set up by the sink for when I've got a lot of dishes to do.
Tonight we're doing Family Home Evening and I made pound cake for dessert. Angel and I tried a piece of it last night. Whenever I make something new I get anxious about how it tastes and very nervous about it. It tasted like old fashion pound cake which is good because that's what the receipt was for. I'm glad we have some berries and whipped cream to put on it. I always knew what pound cake was, but I don't remember Mom every making it. Instead whenever my father's bread didn't turn out - that is, whenever it didn't rise - we affectionately referred to it as pound cake and would just slather on extra butter before eating it. I had forgotten that pound cake is not inherently sweet. It has some richness to it, but it's not sweet. Angel and I talked about it for a while and I may have a post on my other blog about the evolution of cakes - we'll see. In any event, that's what I'm looking forward to tonight.
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