Isaac had to work hard to get all the lemons squeezed, but it was totally worth it. It was good lemonade. We are so ready for summer! Maybe if we make enough Lemonade we can pretend it's not cold and rainy. -H ---------------- I have a citrus juicer, but it's the kind that you have to squeeze, and neither Julie nor Spencer have big enough hands to really use it. Luckily a friend let us borrow her electric juicer. With the assistance of electricity, making lemonade was a lot of fun. Since simple syrup doesn't require very precise measurements, we let Julie do that part by herself. -L Printable recipe here
I don't always like English. It seems to be an adequate lingua franca , and Shakespeare did some pretty impressive things with it, but some days I don't enjoy English. In true American style, it is the only language I speak, so I don't know if there is another language that I would prefer. What I do know is that the rules aren't really rules. For example "I before E except after C and when sounded like A as in neighbor or weigh" is a silly little rhyme that is completely useless when I'm trying to spell feisty - a word that is frequently relevant in my house. I've had more than one argument with a preschool aged feisty redhead about the fact that phone does not start with F and great begins with the same letter as giraffe (and that letter is not J.) Trying to explain what sound a vowel makes is an exercise in futility. Once, when Christopher was in preschool, I found him sitting at the table in tears. He wasn't quietly sniffling. He was loudl