So, I tried the other day to make use of some wonderful fresh pumpkin that a friend of mine gave me. I tried the first time and foolishly omitted the egg yolks. I did have good intentions, but neglected to double the egg whites – as a result, the bread I cooked for an hour did not rise fully.
I tried a second time, and just used the entire egg which worked! Great news because the bread was for a funeral – a great young soldier who worked with bombs for a living. As I drove up to the chapel on base to deliver the bread, many of the guys were standing on the side of the road in uniform waiting to salute their wonderful friend and co-worker. It’s just the day to day reality that we deal with during this war.
Little JD and I needed a break from all the chaos on base and so we are visiting my parents for the Thanksgiving holiday in Eugene. It’s been such a nice break. Each night, John Daniel crashes into bed exhausted from his full day playing with Nana and Papa. He suddenly has more of an audience than just mama. He is chatting more and more and today we went to an open play time at a place here called Bounce. Yes, you guessed it: trampolines galore and he loved it.
A few photos from our recent visit with cousins Lainey, Max, and Cal while a visit up to Portland. It was like a madhouse and will probably be again over Thanksgiving, as we’ll all be together at Sunriver!

