Yesterday afternoon I watched lil' farm hand and Kanneloni Macaroni during nap time.
The little one nearly fell into bed and I never heard a peep out of her.
The other one declined the offer to rest.
It seemed a waste of all that excess energy to play with toys. .
so we picked a big bag of apples from the way back and brought them in to make him some applesauce to take home.
We washed them. . .
and then he ran the apple peeler while I quartered and put them in the pot.
It took him a minute to two to figure out which way to turn the crank. .
but once he had the hang of it. .
he proved to be a very useful applesauce sous chef.
His aim at the garbage can was remarkable and
and we had a huge pot of apples cooking within an hour.
Once he finished peeling a large sink full of apples. . .
he opted to go outside while I stirred and cooked.
At the end of the day. .
he went home with his applesauce. .
and I was happy to have done something with those apples that my beloved has been reminding me daily. .
"we better do something with those apples soon".
All for now. .