Homemade Icecream

Last night we went to a friend's house
...for grilling, homemade icecream, and a BUNCH of laughs (anyone met Zeke's FAT cat "Bitty"?).

After amassing 17 pounds of strawberries this weekend, we decided to hi-jack the icecream maker from my parents' cellar. Where obviously it's used quite frequently. I mean, don't most people go to the depths of their cellar to make food?

Jet (otherwise known as the male version of Martha Stewart. minus felony charges) had made up the "mix-stuff" ahead of time. So when we got to Zeke's, all that was left to do was pour everything together. My girls were all about helping. Rose's body language says it all. She opted out.

The icecream was a-ma-zing!!! My thoughts...we'll be having a Grilling Out party soon to show off our stolen, uh... borrowed icecream maker! And maybe we can give the kids the cheapo Food Lion kind. Since there will probably be a dozen of them here and they don't care what type of icecream it is. As long as they get some. Adults on the otherhand. Well, we like the good stuff.
Being that these three girls have never gotten together "officially" to play, they hit it off!! Selah will be 3yrs. in a couple of weeks. Rose just turned 3 yrs. and Charis is 4years. Who knows? Maybe years down the road, we'll have another picture of the three of them together. :)

I love those types of pictures. The progressive, we've-been-friends- forever kind of photos.
And I love this one!! No, you are not in need of glasses. And yes, I DO realize it's blurry.

It's an action shot.

They were hugging. Violently, quite obviously. Where they all ended up in the grass from the force of it all. But because I didn't have my flash on, movement is what you see more than detail.

Yet, somehow I still love it.