B had a PD day at school today (a.k.a. Professional Development day, a.k.a. a day off; are they called PD days outside of Ontario/Canada?) and I had a day off work so we puttered around the house. It was overcast and damp but mild so we headed out to the gardens to pull out the dead potato plants and see what we could find. I think I had about eight plants (maybe nine) but we didn’t end up with very many potatoes. If I had to guess I’d say we had about 20 to 25 potatoes, mostly small-ish with one or two mid-sized ones. I used some in tonight’s supper and the rest we’ll have another day. Here’s the method I used to plant my potatoes and I plan to do the same next year, possibly with more plants.

a one-gloved B (the other could not be located) proudly displaying the first potato he dug

B craves this kind of attention and being involved in what I’m doing. Throughout the time it took to dig through the potato bed, there were numerous hugs/squeezes around the waist and declarations of, "I love you!" and "We’re best friends right, Mommy?" and "I love digging tomatoes!" (tomatoes are tomatoes and so are potatoes a lot of the time)

a super-duper lovely headless-and-blurry shot of me with my jeans rolled up to keep them dry

After we dug the potatoes we brought them in and washed them and I then sliced some of them to put in the crock pot for tonight’s supper. (See the menu posted yesterday for the recipe.) We ate lunch, went to the library, where B got out the same Mighty Machines videos that he gets every time we go (borrrr-ing!) and a couple of books, and then came back home and made some super-yummy Banana Oatmeal Chocolate Chip muffins. We then ate supper, went to skating (B’s in a learn to skate program), came home, did the bedtime routine, and B went to bed. PD day done!