G made good use of his time spent soldiering in the field the other day, and brought home a hat full of fresh pecans. And these little guys put Fresh Market to shame with their freshness.
And tomorrow, I shall spend my day roasting, sugaring and maybe even pie-ing these little guys up. Do you guys like pecan pie? Despite my hubby’s Southern heritage, he claims to have never eaten it, and I definitely have not.
This is submitted to Simplicity’s “Fall” theme…because what is more Fall than pecans?!?!
No this is not the costume he threw a tantrum in Target over for 20 minutes.
No I did not cave in less than 72 hours.
Not me. I am an oak.
And after I didn’t cave ( even if he did have strep and a fever), I most certainly did not spend an hour glueing up a Captain America shield from scratch.
Discipline is my middle name folks.