{"id":1936,"date":"2007-06-12T07:08:00","date_gmt":"2007-06-12T14:08:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/2007\/06\/12\/making-room-in-the-freezer\/"},"modified":"2007-06-12T07:08:00","modified_gmt":"2007-06-12T14:08:00","slug":"making-room-in-the-freezer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/2007\/06\/12\/making-room-in-the-freezer\/","title":{"rendered":"Making Room in the Freezer"},"content":{"rendered":"

Six out of the last eight mornings have seen Paul and I throw the kids in the Beamer (aka: all terrain dreamy stroller) and gotten out for exercise. I hesitate to use words like “work out,” lest this blissfully indulgent morning time get cut from our busy days. We manage to do this walk, at least a mile each day, in the 6-o-clock hour, returning home to shower and ready the kids for school, leaving promptly after Paul’s daily 8am meeting. Doing these walks each morning is a minor miracle and we’re proud.
\"\"<\/a>Sunday, we decided to mix it up a bit. We combined the dual efforts of walking with cleaning out the freezer (alternate name: place to store stale bread) and brought bags of goodies to feed Audubon Park’s assorted inhabitants.
\"\"<\/a>The biggest challenge was to make sure that Kate didn’t include herself in the list of those being fed; she didn’t really get the concept of feeding the ducks or squirrels food that seemed perfectly good to her.
\"\"<\/a>She did, however, get as much dirt, leaves, mulch, and twigs into her as she could. I’ve always been fascinated with pica <\/a>— and I’m beginning to wonder if my daughter is an example.
\"\"<\/a>To her credit, she really likes to share.
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\"\"<\/a>Baby egrets have hatched. Birds are everywhere. Will took a detailed notice of the birds, in our perch downwind from the island: “I am smelling something yucky.”
\"\"<\/a>(Note, this is not the island — just a bunch of downed twigs. The island is upriver from this picture and is currently covered with hundreds and hundreds of birds — it’s a full-on assault to the eyes, ears, and nose.) See the algae in the water?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Six out of the last eight mornings have seen Paul and I throw the kids in the Beamer (aka: all terrain dreamy stroller) and gotten out for exercise. I hesitate to use words like “work out,” lest this blissfully indulgent morning time get cut from our busy days. We manage to do this walk, at […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1936"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1936"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1936\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1936"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1936"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1936"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}