On Sunday I picked a load of blueberries (with Porter adding moral support if nothing else), and we made blueberry syrup. This is a good website with simple instructions, although I didn't need nearly that much sugar. It turned out so incredibly delicious. The kids were really excited about the idea of it all, so this morning I made pancakes and delivered the goods. They both eyed the (not brown) syrup suspiciously, took a few bites, and asked for the normal kind. Sigh. I will eat it even if no one else will.
I also clearly made sure that the kids were well taken care of and not running around like a bunch of hooligans.
I know I need to trim the mullet, but I just can't quite bring myself to do it. Soon.