
I picked my first ripe tomato yesterday. (Thanks, Faye, for the picture!) I'm not sure what it is about tomatoes, but there's something about eating the first ripe one that officially begins summer. I also picked some bell peppers, jalapenoes, and accidentially tilled up an onion and garlic that weren't quite ready. I can just taste the fresh salsa that will be made and eaten in the coming weeks.
In other news, LJ will hopefully get his cast off on Monday. It's a good thing too, because it desperately needs to be washed! He's also become quite creative in his play recently. Most of his stuffed animals have been in "accidents" recently and had their arms, legs, heads, necks, etc. bandaged and hung up so they can get well. Some have even died (to him, dying isn't a grim thing, it's when we get to go meet Jesus).
Abby is becoming a little stinker. She climbs up on the coffee table and bounces up and down, she says "ah-ah-ah" and wants me to open my mouth so she can stick some random thing in it. She's also been telling me when she wets her diaper. She holds her diaper and says "pee-pee-pee"; maybe potty-training is going to happen sooner than I thought. She's also become quite opinionated: she gets mad if I tell her no or if I take my phone, kindle, keys, wallet, piece of fruit that isn't cut up, and so on, away from her. She crinkles up her nose and puckers her lips and says "MAAAAAA!!!!!"