Reflections from Crumbly Acres: ham

In preparation for the kids' arrival, I finished last-minute decorations. Frosty looked cold, I added the jacket.

We have a pair of rabbits who appear regularly on the trailcam. This one was out near dinner.

I hauled some wood from the shed to the house. The girls like to play in the basement and I have to keep it warm. A bit of an issue... once I'd loaded the wagon, it wouldn't move. The wheels were FLAT. Sigh.

I have to move the wood before the phoebes try to nest in here [Update on the phoebe nest–2016]. Or the robins, which they did last year [Robin red-breast nesting progress]. The cats can jump up if the wood is there. Fortunately, the tire pump worked, even loaded up like this. It's been chilly, -6 C. this morning.

The kids came for lunch. I set the table. This is the 'after' photo! Izzy came upstairs, at one point, 'The fire needs attention!" I complied.

The smoked ham was a large one, we'll have leftovers. I basted it every 20 minutes. Chef John's Honey Glazed ham. Cloves, honey, mustard, Worcestershire sauce, etc.
It took longer than I thought, not quite thawed. We sent the kids off on a treasure hunt.
Grampa wrote a poem, a clue for the hidden stuffed dinosaurs. The girls found them downstairs.

Presents for the cats: this is stuffed with catnip.

After lunch, we did Facetime with the kids in Vancouver! It's fun watching the grandies interact with one another. We have three granddaughters, altogether. We sang the ABC song, and Cluny's Bing Bong song. Cluny showed us how old she is (2). Much fun had by all!