Too much fun…

First – the not fun part. Pears. They were fun when I met them, but they are not fun now.

My tutorial for how to dry pears:
Get a reasonable number of large, ripe, worm-free pears. (not like me.)

Cut them into quarters along the core. (They are slippery when peeled… doing it this way is easier for people like me. Also, if taking a picture, make sure the pear does not have worms in it.)

Core it. Doesn’t take much to core a pear.

Turn the slice on its edge and cut into slices of equal diameter. (I do cut off the little bit on the end to make it flat… thicker pieces take longer to dry.)

Arrange on dehydrator. I don’t bother to treat with no-browning solution.

12 hours later – ta-da! Dry pears!

Pliable and chewy, but no damp spots left. (This one was a wedge shaped piece that dried with a thin side and a thick side… that’s why it has a crease)

I don’t want to see more pears. But I am wanting to go get apples to dry. I don’t learn too fast.

Anna went to her first night of Cubbies! She is very proud that she’s big enough to go! (We are also doing 30 minutes of sit-down school together now too, M-F!)

Fun time with Mommy the other day – making parfaits:

They chopped the pieces of pears and peaches themselves and scooped the yogurt.

I would be remiss if I did not post pictures from water fountains on here. It has been so hot this last week that we have spent lots of time at water parks!
It’s even been hot enough for the grown-ups to want to get wet!

I just love this girl to pieces:

Then on Sunday evening, we were able to get together with our “family” church and participate in the “Clang Show.” Somebody rings a clang if your act is so bad that you need kicked off the stage.

My favorite: Lip singing “Set my Soul on Fire”
That. was. awesome.

Kristi B. got some fantastic photos. Here I am introducing the Great Bamboozelini!

Here he is – The Great Bamboozlini himself!

It was a stubborn rabbit.

My parents are the awesomest. They sang a duet… “Yesterday, the Clang show seemed so far away…..”

I wish had pictures of the song and dance A&M did… so funny! Someday, I hope to be as cute as my sister.

Good to see everybody. In particular, we are happy to have seen Paul & Pam Hunter, home from their African home to rest and recuperate. They are busy in their African home loving on young men and women, being an intentional, much-needed father. Even when we grow into adults… we still need parents. The need for somebody to invest in your life never ends. Mom and Dad, I love you. I would love to spend more time with you, just talking about life. I’m missing Grandpa Daniel lately… wishing I could sit by his armchair and talk about life, love, and the character of God.