Monday, December 31, 2012


My boy is 11 year's old now.  He is a crack up! Both my boys are actually (at least I think so).  And a bit of a rag a muffin.  He is going through a scruffy phase of not wanting to cut his hair.  There are worse things.

Today I was in the garden pruning up all my roses for winter.  He came out and asked me if he could make a fruit salad.  I know he loves to eat different foods, but this was a new request.

Apple, pear, grapes, and maraschino cherries (with the cherry juice). And yes, he did make it.  He is good with a knife thanks to boy scouts.  Isn't it just gorgeous!  Much like himself.