Ok, first things first. Lukie go his first real shiner over the weekend. He was playing swords with his Daddy (a constant pass-time in our house ever since we watched The Princess Bride a few weeks ago), tripped, and smacked his brow bone on a concrete flower pot. There was LOTS of swelling, but now it's mostly just bruising. I was going to postpone taking his 21-month-old (I KNOW!) pictures until it was gone, but I think I'll take those tomorrow. It's all part of the story of growing up, I guess.
Anyway, there have been some "What did you do's?!?" and a lot of "poor guy's", but I think ultimately, it has looked way worse than it has felt. He hasn't complained about it or messed with it since Friday, when it happened. It's definitely a good one, though.
Last weekend was, of course, Easter, and my folks came down for the long weekend. The weather was great--- it's SPRING in TENNESSEE, which I will admit I LOVE. Spring is beautiful and mercifully early in this state. We had a lot of fun playing outside, especially when we did an Easter egg hunt with Lukie. He had one at his daycare on Thursday, so he knew exactly what to do with all the eggs we had hidden for him!
You may think he's crying, and he probably was previously, but this is actually his "fake crying, not quite done fussing yet but not really able to scream anymore" face. It is identifiable by the scrunched up nose-- he does that when he wants to pretend to cry a little longer than he really cries.
My dad's birthday was March 30th, so we had a very ugly but very tasty German chocolate cake on Saturday night. Lukie helped blow out the candles, but then he wanted to keep blowing after the candle was out. :)
It was a great weekend.
To switch gears, my perennial garden is starting to really take off. When we moved into the house 3 years ago, there were a lot of ill-placed plantings behind the house. Hostas in full sun, daylillies where they could push into and destroy a rock wall, bugleweed covering everything. I've spent two years moving plants and tackling what seemed like an insurmountable seed bed of weeds, particularly bindweed. I feel like this is the first year it's looking like MY garden- not the previous owner's. I've replaced everything in the back with perennials. The phlox is taking off and covering the top of the rock wall, my dianthus and coreopsis are growing and spreading, and my rose bushes are starting to leaf out.
All the hosta I moved have now been in their own garden for 2 summers, and this spring I split them to spread them out and fill in my hosta bed. I've also created another new hosta bed. It's impatiently awaiting the three rather unique varieties I ordered from a hosta nursery in Vermont. I could see myself really getting into the hosta variety collecting game-- I love their beautiful green foliage and all the awesome combinations of white, green, yellow, and blue you can find in it. When we leave this place, I'll make sure to take starts of all my varieties. I think there is some of my Grandma Noel, the queen of beautiful gardens, in me.
The new bed, above. It's waiting for its Blue Gourd, Happy Hearts, and June hosta varieties.
I'm excited that the ones I split the most look to be the ones with the best variegation. I have no idea what varieties they are, but I really hope that the biggest ones in the center there maintain that awesome color variegation!
Oh, and my tomato plants are progressing nicely. I started them in a Park's Seed Biodome, but they have subsequently been moved to their own individual newspaper cups. They'll get a shot of fish fertilizer pretty soon and find their new homes after the frost date, which I can say is a short 5 days from now. I do love planting early in Tennessee. We'll have Cherokee Purples before we know it!
Check back after the weekend for a giant Lukie update-- including, eating, sleeping, nursing, talking, growing...all the important things!
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